Prehistoric: Across The Country

Ding Hai and others quickly approached the villagers on their way. In the dark sky, the villagers didn't realize that someone was approaching them. Ding Hai landed behind a villager at the end, and a burst of energy popped out of his hand.

Immediately, the villager's body was about to collapse as soon as it became limp. A big hand stretched out from behind to support his body, and the other hand caught the torch that was about to fall to the ground. In the darkness, one after another The villagers fell and picked up the torches one by one. Such scenes are repeated on this land, and during the change of torches, they also take over their unfinished missions.

Dinghai settled the villagers and the sleeping children, and then played a trick, the scenery around the villagers changed, and their figures gradually disappeared.

"The plan remains unchanged." Ding 08 Hai said in a deep voice.

Then Dinghai turned into a boy carved with jade, while the rest of the heavenly soldiers turned into the previous villagers. The heavenly soldiers picked up the sacrifices that had fallen on the ground before, and continued to walk towards the place of sacrifice. The flames of the torches in their hands It kept swaying, shining on the faces of Dinghai and Tianbing, gradually overlapping with the previous villagers.

When the sun had fully risen, many villagers had already gathered in the open space in front of the dilapidated temple, and they were lining up one by one to come forward. Joss candles, and then stick them on the ground, misty smoke rises, and then gradually dissipates.

The atmosphere here is terribly depressing, bright red candle oil drips on the ground, and strange and coquettish red flowers bloom.

After all the villagers lit the candles, a breeze rose out of thin air, and then an old voice came into the ears of everyone present clearly.

"Send people in."

He didn't say who they were, but everyone understood what he meant. One village after another led the half-grown children towards the temple. The children's eyes were full of curiosity and ignorance. Several villagers stood at the door and turned the children towards the temple. Push to the dark place.

A young child was pushed and staggered, fell to the ground, burst into tears immediately, looked around for the familiar figure with smart eyes, opened his hands towards that person, but what responded to him was an indifferent face, In an instant, big teardrops rolled down his face.

"You can leave." The old voice sounded again.

Like puppets on a string, the villagers turned and left, their faces full of numbness and indifference. The moment the villagers turned around, a figure appeared from the darkness, with some depressing panting sounds, and the eyes of this figure could be vaguely seen. Gleaming with inexplicable longing.

"Can we start?" A deep voice sounded from the darkness.

"I can't wait too." Some voices echoed.

"The breath on them is really sweet."

"Then let's start." The shadow murmured in response.

Suddenly, there seemed to be something surging in the darkness, and there was a crackling sound, grabbing at those ignorant children, even that figure was no exception.

It's just that the touch after getting it is not so soft and weak, but cold and hard, and there seems to be a tingling pain.

The momentum in the temple stagnated suddenly, but soon became agitated, and they realized that something was wrong.

boom!

An astonishing momentum spread out, knocking down the crumbling temple wall, and the bricks fell to the ground and broke into several sections. .