Many people in Huocheng-Fire City stopped, others heard the shouting outside and ran out of the house.

Everyone looked in the same direction.

There are colorful lights rising from the sky, lights rotted like dozens of rainbow with dazzling effect entangled together.

"What is that?"

"The gods coming down?"

“Baby born?"

“Let's go and have a look!"

One shouts two, two shouts four, more and more people are pouring out of the city.

Civilians know this, let alone the upper echelons of Huocheng-Fire City. action

Huocheng-Fire City's Lord stood on the highest platform and gave orders to the people around him: “Let the warriors bring people to pass immediately, and we must catch up with others! I want to know what that is and make sure he brings it back. "

"Yes."

Huocheng-Fire City's Lord asked another man to pass on his order, asking the prince and his team to surround the place where they found the light and forbid others to enter.

The temple of Huocheng-Fire City.

There is no building here, only a dense pool of fire and water, and there is a very narrow road between them.

Only in the middle and in front of the largest fire pool is a large open space, and the road from the outside to here is also the widest.

The flames were burning in the pool, and there was a strange god in the pool.

The whole body of the statue looked like a person, but his expression is extremely painful. His body is as black as carbon, his limbs are twisted, his hands are folded in front of his chest, and he looked like a human being burned alive by fire.

An-Bu knelt in front of the statue and asked in a low voice, “God, give me more power. I am willing to sacrifice with the grandest sacrifice!"

An-Bu beckons, the temple-servant and the temple guard press a group of not less than 100 slaves into the clearing.

He had to do the sacrifice himself. An-Bu asked the guards to send the slaves to him one by one.

“Bang!"

“Ah!"

"Help! Help

"Da-Ren, give me a break, Da-Ren --"

An-Bu grabbed the bound slaves, lifts them up and threw them into the fire pool.

Hula, those flames like the living general attack devoured the slave.

The slaves screamed and struggled, but there was nothing under the fire pool. No matter how they struggled, they could not escape.

The shrill screams drowned the fire pool, and the special smell of roast meat began to diffuse in the air, and gradually became disgusting.

None of the temple-servant and the guards dissuaded An-Bu, let alone felt that there was anything wrong with the sacrifice. They did not say that they were fanatical, but the eyes of the slaves who were put into the fire pool were like experiencing the sublimation of the soul, and they all showed a happy and cheerful expression.

The slaves who put into the fire pool in the early stage are only appetizers, and the real sacrifice is still behind.

Two comatose men were taken into the clearing.

Then there is a mask of the temple-servant holding the baby.

"There are only so many?" An-Bu exclaimed unhappily at the small number of people.

The temple-servant knelt on his knees, "Da-Ren, the last sacrifice has made the City Lord unhappy. The other two priest Da-Ren also don't agree to conduct another sacrifice. We don't have their military support. Even if we want to get the blood of the high-level blood warrior and the City Lord... It's too hard. It's all we can do to get these two big ones and small ones. "

At this time, An-Bu was in need of buying people's hearts. The anger in his heart was so strong that he could bear it. He raised his chin. “Get up, tell me about the level and origin of these two people."

"Thanks for Da-Ren's generosity." The temple-servant stood up, "The two men are from Wucheng-City of Witches, who were originally the Guard warriors of eighth priest. However, because of the internal fighting among the twelve priest warriors of Wucheng-City of Witches, the priest they guarded was killed, and their lines were washed off. They are all warriors at the top of 9th rank, so they left Wucheng-City of Witches in disorder."

"9th rank peak?"

"Yes."

“Good! Good! Good!” An-Bu even said three good words, with a little satisfaction on his face. "What about this child? Who are the parents? Is it a voluntary sacrifice or something?”

"This little boy..." The temple-servant stepped forward, drew close to An-Bu, and said in a low voice, "He is the grandson of the City Lord, the child was just born by the servant girl of his highness, whose blood is relatively pure."

When An-Bu heard that it was the lineal blood of the royal family, his heart was beating, he was happy and a little worried. "How were you able?"

The temple-servant's voice was even lower. “I've been staring at the maid since you asked me. Because the three princesses are jealous, she didn't dare to stay in the palace. She just gave birth this morning, and there were no other people around, so I got a slave's child to exchange with the newborn baby."

“Good!" An-Bu slapped the temple-servant on the shoulder. “I've written down your credit in this. You can come to me tomorrow to get the 8th rank training method."

The temple-servant fell to his knees again. "Thank you, Da-Ren!"

At this time, An-Bu noticed the colorful lights outside the city “What is that?”

All the people in front of the fire pool, including the living slaves, looked up at the sky.

The slave crowd suddenly cried out, "That's a miracle, a sign of God! We see God! We really see God!”

But the slaves who were sad, painful and scared had a strange look after hearing the cry, and some even jumped to the fire pool.

An-Bu, who was worried about the slave uprising, immediately ordered: "Stop them!" he prayed that the sacrifice must pass through his hand, not counting his jumping in.

The guards stopped them in time. No one could jump into the fire pool.

The temple-servants looked at An-Bu with an expression of excitement, envy and deep awe. It's their high priest. Even though his strength has weakened, his sacrifice has attracted God's attention again. Otherwise, how could it happen?

An-Bu himself doubted that it was not the response of the God of fire, but the timing was too opportune.

If there are other people such as the City Lord, he can raise his status a little more. It's a pity.

An-Bu wanted to continue the sacrifice, but the colorful light also aroused his great interest, making him reluctant to put down either side.

Later, the temple-servant reminded him: "Da-Ren, as long as the sacrifice is still there, the sacrifice can be carried out on any day, but in such a special situation..."

After all, An-Bu suspended the sacrifice and rushed out of the city with people.

Outside the city in the mountains.

The Jiu Yuan people stared at the high priest wrapped in colorful light, not surprised.

Ah, who told their priest Da-Ren to be so loved by the ancestors and gods!

Other sacrificial rites and Great Witches will be tired and half dead if they want to make a miracle, but what about their priest Da-Ren? He used to dance and sing, but now standing there and swearing twice can bring light. Is this what ordinary people can do?

Yuan Zhan looked up at the sky, shaking his head and smiling.

His priest Da-Ren Oh, everything is good, but sometimes he makes too much noise!

Fortunately, the colorful light didn't last long. At least they should have time to evacuate before the people of Huocheng-Fire City arrive.

Yan Mo was also helpless to wait until the light was all gone – he was too dazzling to see anything clearly, so he took out the nursery bag from the space and tied it to his body to check the situation of Child Fruit carefully.

The buds on the top of Child Fruit are shaking.

"Dad..."

Yan Mo's eyes are hot. The dragon face man didn't cheat him. Du-du is really going to be born. He can feel it.

“Is Du-du going to be born?" Yuan Zhan asked in a low voice holding him. In fact, he wanted to ask what he just agreed to.

Yan Mo nodded with red eyes, "We need a safe place."

"Well, let’s go now. People from the Huocheng-Fire City are coming. "

Wu Guo: “Ah!" energy.

Xiao Hei translated.

Yan Mo is not sure that Du-du needs a lot of energy to be born, but it is better to have one than not.

Asking Du-du, he is not like Wu Guo. He doesn't know what he needs. He just calls him Dad, which makes Yan Mo's heart become a pool of water.

Wu Guo is jealous. “Ah!" don't just call our dad, OK? I'm here too. Why don't you call me?

“Wu-Wu……” Du-du's consciousness began to blur again. This time, instead of sleeping, he was accumulating strength. Yan Mo, Yuan Zhan and Wu Guo all felt it.

“Let’s get out of here first!" Yuan Zhan beckoned to everyone to follow him.

"Wait." Yan Mo took out a failed statue carving project from Yuan Zhan and two thick bones and went to transform it with life energy.

Yuan Zhan stone statue's that of an Iron back, dragon body are connected with two long legs, which means that the bones of the long legs are as long as they were under stone. The whole statue looked seamless as if it was naturally generated.

Yan Mo took out two more yuan-crystals and puts them into the statues eyes. Then he asked Lamo-Ling to write a few words on the two leg bones with the ancient words of Huocheng-Fire City, and then modifies them as a whole. The whole statue seems to have a life like glow.

Yan Mo looked at the modified image and chuckles, “A-Zhan, come and carve these two typefaces for me."

Yuan Zhan asked the meaning of the words, smiled and pats his lover's buttocks, “Mo, you are too bad, but I like it!"

Yan Mo kicked it!

All the disciples followed with their eyes.

Yuan Zhan took over the statue and thought, "This is Huocheng-Fire City. I don't know what their gods look like. Maybe it's better to burn them with fire?"

Yan Mo agrees that after Yuan Zhan finished carving, he let out a flame to add a trace of burning to the statue’s image, especially baking two lines of characters on the legs.

At this time, everyone in the Jiu Yuan group didn't know that High priest An-Bu also made sacrifices at the same time, mistaking the colorful light produced by Yan Mo for the instructions given by their God. After being roasted by the fire, this legged stone statue looked like the black statue in the fire pool. However, the evil hearted Yan Mo added a few words to the two bone legs of the stone statue.

Priest Mo Da-Ren was just trying to make a joke and find a little fun for teasing the Huocheng-Fire City brothers who think they found a god, but it turned out that...

The first Huocheng-Fire City people arrived.

“I remember it's here. Let's look around and see if we can find anything."

"Hurry up! The City Lord's people are coming. When they arrive, we can't even get one!”

“Boss! I found it! Come and see!”

The crowd rushed in, "What is it? What did you find?”

Soon the group began to exclaim, "The God of fire is there. What is this?!"

“Look, there seems to be a word on it. God! It's the ancient sacrificial writing that we used in the temple of Huocheng-Fire City!”

"What is it?"

"Don't look at it. Go back and talk about it! Whatever it is, it must be a treasure. Come on, let's go!”

"Stop! No one is allowed to leave! Put all the things in your hands down!”

People from Huocheng-Fire City's Lord arrived.

Shortly afterwards, An-Bu also brought people to kill others.

The other end.

The Jiu Yuan people, who have done bad things, are close to the walls of the Huocheng-Fire City.

Yuan Zhan asked Yan Mo why he had a sudden coma just now.

Yan Mo just said he sensed that Du-du was about to be born.

Yuan Zhan felt that he didn't tell the truth.

What did D.U.O.B.I. Naomi want to say? Yan Mo glanced at him and shut up.

Yuan Zhan looked at the interaction between the freshman and the junior, and thought that there must be a reason why Yan Mo didn't say it, and then he decided that he will ask when they were alone in the evening.

Then, urged by Wu Guo, the demon of younger brother control, they decided to find a lot of energy first.

Yan Mo woke up, and everyone's mood became different. The atmosphere became super relaxed and freehand. Everyone is clearly next to Huocheng-Fire City, but that their mood is the same as someone going out to hunt and play. A few little guys also started running around. When they saw anything, they wanted to provoke them, mainly Xiaole and Meng Er.

The laughter spread and Yan Mo began to relax. As long as Du-du can be born ahead of time, he is willing to pay any price!

"Xiaole, do you remember to confirm the location?" Yuan Zhan stood on the highland to observe the terrain. He had just remembered about that in the sky. Now he is choosing where to start faster.

Yan Xiaole scratched his head. He didn't remember it very well. For a long time, there was only one general location left in his brain.

"Xiaole?"

Yan Xiaole's mouth was ticking, and he pointed at it like gambling: There!

"Southeast? OK, we'll dig right under the ground.” Yuan Zhan looked and determines the direction. He steps on the mud with his feet and said to the big and small ones around him: "ready."

Just after the sound fell, the mud at the foot of Yuan Zhan fell, and a deep pit with a hole into it appeared.

After a few small queues, Meng was afraid that Xiao Hei had not recovered completely, so he carried him on his back.

Wu Chen thinks he is the elder brother, and also carried little Sumen behind him.

Sumen is a little embarrassed. He took Sangye with him, but elder brother is willing to carry him. How can he refuse?

Sangye saw that Wu Chen really cared about the following junior brothers, and didn't rush to say that it was his duty to take care of Sumen. Even he deliberately lagged behind and let Sumen stay with several junior brothers.

Lamo-Ling patted Sangye and smiled at him, “Brother, we don't seem to have met the other person? I, Lamo-Ling, am in charge of the civil affairs in the city of the Jiu Yuan, belonging to the temple. What's your name?”

For the first time, Sangye was actively approached by the Hornless-men. He flashed uneasily, and then held back. He replied forcefully, "Sangye, the leader of the guard of Witch Sumen."

“Oh, it's the leader Sangye, brother. Do you have a partner in the western continent? If not, shall I introduce one to you? What kind do you like? Tall and short? Plump or slim? We have a wide variety of the Jiu Yuan, from men to women, from male and female to asexual. I can find out what gender you want. By the way, do you like people or birds? Or fish, snake, bear, wolf, monkey, horse, Dragon? You just like insects, we have them, and plants!”

Sangye: “....”

When Ye Xing and Sa Yu heard Lamo-Ling's words, they sniggered and hurriedly bypassed them. They came forward to hold Xiao Hei, who was robbed by Yan Xiaole.

Yan Mo also heard Lamo-Ling's introduction and was curious. Your Highness Prince, is this a part-time matchmaker job?

Yan Mo glanced at Wu Chen and Meng again. Why does he think the atmosphere between them is a little strange? Originally, he didn't plan to take Meng with him this time. Meng has been to Wucheng-City of Witches once, but after hearing the list of members, Meng asked to come. Considering that Meng was quite good as a scout, Yan Mo finally agreed to take him with him.

By the way, Wu Chen had something to tell him last time, but Meng covered his mouth. What did Wu Chen want to say to him at that time? When he came back, he didn't think about it. Wu Chen didn't specifically tell him why? Is it because it doesn't matter, or?

Yuan Zhan looked back at his big treasure and a group of little ones of his big treasure with a smile in his eyes. Suddenly, he always felt like someone is missing.

The Jiu Yuan city.

“Hey! Mo Mo, I'm back!” Jiu Feng left the Curse Witch Zhou Wu and ran to find Yan Mo.

The Curse Witch Zhou Wu stood up with his old waist on his back, his mouth twisted with anger, "Stinky bird, dare to throw me. I wanted to tell you that Yan Mo went to the Wucheng-City of Witches. Now... Hum, take your time!”

Poor Jiu Feng looked for one place after another, but no one was found even when it got dark. When he finally learned that Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan had gone to Wucheng-City of Witches with a group of small ones, he was very sad.

“Hey! Mo Mo, why don't you take me with you when you take so many people to play?” Jiu Feng was angry. He even gave up his rest and disappeared in the night sky like a lightning bolt.

The King of Kunpengs is very bored. He looked at the direction of the disappearance of Jiu Feng and stretches himself to follow it. He always felt that something interesting will happen with that Mo Da-Ren around.