Dad! Love My Daughter To Death

Liu Zhengyang did not act rashly, but observed carefully.

These survivors have no eyes, or it may be because they have been living in this grotto all the year round and their eyes have deteriorated.

The place where people should have eyes was replaced by weird runes.

And on their foreheads, there was a combed stripe, low in the middle and bulging on both sides, which inevitably made Liu Zhengyang wonder, could this be their eyes?

There is another weird place, that is, these people are clearly speaking with their mouths long, but there is no sound coming from them.

This is also one of the places that makes the entire ancient sacrifice so weird.

"This...what kind of race is this!"

Lin Mohe asked in a low voice.

Liu Zhengyang didn't answer, maybe he asked subconsciously, but the question is how does he know what race it is!

Liu Zhengyang's gaze fell on the figure crawling in front of the altar.

This person obviously has a very high status, after all, he has more decorations on his body.

At this time, he was facing Liu Zhengyang with his back, not knowing if it was a certain time for the sacrifice, the dancing people stopped, but the creeping figure slowly stood up.

Then he turned around and raised his head.

Even if the other party has no eyes, Liu Zhengyang can clearly feel that the other party is looking at him!

In this very strange scene, Liu Zhengyang felt that his scalp was numb and his back felt cold.

"Ichimoku!"

The blood dragon finally spoke.

"Ichimoku? What kind of race is that? Why haven't I heard of it!" Liu Zhengyang asked in surprise, and then remembered the legend about Tuoba Renhuang.

"Could it be that you saw it when you followed Tuoba Renhuang?"

"No! These Yimu people are ancient remnants!"

"Ancient survivors?"

The meaning of this word is too big, and Liu Zhengyang feels that he is coming into contact with a secret of Chen Feng for many years!

Despite the fact that information is extremely developed now, the truly useful information is ultimately in the hands of a few people, similar to this Ichimoku tribe, let alone documents, there are almost no legends!

Fortunately, he has the living fossil of the blood dragon.

"Yes! The Human Sovereign swept through the heavens, but the real opponent was the Monster Race, but he once said that human beings have big secrets. The Human Race was not bullied and enslaved by the Monster Race, and the race is extremely prosperous. It is definitely not as single as it is now. !"

Liu Zhengyang didn't bother the blood dragon, this kind of secrets sounds exciting!

But just when he was fascinated by it, the blood dragon shut up!

Liu Zhengyang:? ? ?

I just became addicted, so you just kept silent. What do you mean by that?

"There are some things you don't need to know too much. These are just illusions. You don't think that there is really an Ichimoku clan left behind!"

The blood dragon sneered.

"Illusory? There won't be such a realistic illusion, right!"

Liu Zhengyang frowned, "I feel that the sacrifice should be looking at me!"

"Look at you? How could it be possible!"

Halfway through the words of the blood dragon, I couldn't continue, because the high priest who "looked at each other" with Liu Zhengyang suddenly opened the eye on his forehead!

"Fuck! Really alive? No! Impossible!"

The blood dragon exclaimed, and then yelled in denial, his eyes filled with horror, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The familiar voice that chilled the back suddenly sounded in the cave.

"Ferry people!"

Only this time the voice was exceptionally clear and loud.