Feeding Jiao

After a while, Jin Long moved a few steps to the side: "There is something under your feet."

Jiao lowered his head, only saw thick black soil, but didn't notice anything unusual.But just now there was indeed a slight pain in the soles of the feet, so he looked at the dragon questioningly.

Jin Long moved his feet until the itching on the soles of his feet subsided.

"Village Chief, I saw Wang Shan Wang Yu!" The crowd suddenly burst into shouts, and someone pointed directly at the place where Long Jiao was standing, with an excited expression.In an instant, the entire team looked towards them.

The eyes of the leader holding the bell flashed brightly: "If the sacrifices are not complete, the river god will not show up, and the rising tide will flood the village!"

The young and middle-aged people who followed the "sacrifice team" stepped out of the queue one after another, staring at the two escapees with several pairs of eyes.

No one is willing to sacrifice the lives of relatives and friends, but when the sacrifice can be exchanged for the survival of most people, this reluctance becomes insignificant.They rushed towards the Wang brothers and sisters aggressively.

"Don't run!"

The villagers quickly rushed forward and pulled the "Wang brothers and sisters" who did not run or make trouble into the team.

Jiao glanced all over the crowd, but found no trace of the female fish among them.

One of the burly men looked at Jin Long and asked doubtfully, "Sister Yu, why don't you cry?"

Jin Long remained expressionless: "I accept my fate."

Big man: "..."

The mountains and forests are vast and boundless, and trying to find two people in it is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.After they found that the sacrifice was missing, they went into the mountain to search for a day and a night without any results. When they turned around and looked - the person ran back by himself.

Jin Long: "After thinking about it, I would rather serve Jiao with my body than hide in the mountains."

Jiao: "..."

Jinlong's awareness shocked the villagers, and the big man showed admiration in his eyes, but he pushed them to the riverside deftly with his hands and feet.

There was loud thunder, lightning and thunder, and the river was turbulent, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a nightmare.

Jiao withdrew his gaze and said, "Thunderclouds cover the top, but the distance is not affected."

This is not a normal thundering day at all.

"There is a vision in the sky, everyone can see it, but no one dares to say it." The red-robed woman standing in front of them said aloud, "The suffering of Yishan has never been caused by natural disasters. Since the 'river god' came Yes, thunderstorms are coming."

Jiao looked at her.It was an ordinary young woman, no different from the other ashen-faced sacrifices.

really--

"It's tribulation thunder." Jiao has practiced for tens of thousands of years and has survived countless thunder calamities, so naturally he will not admit his mistake.

"what--"

There was a burst of screams from the crowd, and the young man in the middle of the line suddenly yelled: "Help, save me—"

He was thin and had no trauma, but his whole body was trembling and his teeth were clenched, as if he was in great pain.

The old man in the lead stopped shaking Jin Ling, and his cloudy eyes sparkled: "The river god has chosen the sacrifice, and the disaster will not come."

The villagers lowered their heads one after another, prostrated themselves on the ground, and muttered words.

The faces of those who were not selected loosened.Everything seemed to be settled, and they retreated from the shore, leaving only the man lying on the ground crying.He stretched out his hands in vain, with a ferocious expression and eyes that were about to crack.

Countless bolts of lightning fell around him, and soon, the dazzling blue light engulfed his figure.

From a short distance away, he could only hear his cry of "ahah".

After an unknown amount of time, the thunder gradually stopped, the clouds drifted away, the river calmed down, and a gray-blue light appeared in the sky.

The monsters moved.

They were also frightened by the massive thunder calamity, but they still kept a little attention on the man on the shore.The red robe on his body was already tattered, the edges were scorched black and curled up, his exposed skin was covered with sporadic burns, his chest heaved weakly...not dead yet!

The monsters slowly approached the man.

Jiao observed for a while: "It would be great if I changed into my original form and ate them all now."

He glanced at Jinlong, his eyes were indifferent.

Inexplicably, Jinlong saw some kind of meaning of endless twists and turns.

Jiao took a step forward.

"What are you doing?" the woman who spoke to them just now scolded in a low voice, "The river god is coming soon!"

Jiao sneered: "Where is there any river god?"

The woman grabbed "Wang Yu" and looked around nervously, not understanding how there could be such a reckless person.

"You'll piss him off..."

Jiao lowered his head and stared at her hand grabbing his skirt, then looked at the robe embroidered with dragon patterns on the other side, and said expressionlessly: "Let's change the pattern next time."

Woman: "What?"

Jiao smiled: "You have to see clearly."

There were sudden gasps from the crowd.The man on the shore had woken up at some point, holding his lower abdomen, still screaming in pain.Slowly, the lower abdomen began to bulge, as if the skin was being filled with water, and gradually expanded.

Through the clothes, he could vaguely see something pushing in his stomach.

The man's screams subsided, he tilted his head, and looked at everyone with empty eyes.

"Roar!"

The humming sound of the giant beast suddenly sounded, and the water surface that had just calmed down surged again.

A red shadow rushed out, splashing water several feet high.

At the same time, the monsters waiting outside rushed over.

The red-tailed dragon swept its tail, shocking the audience.

The figure of the man was no longer on the bank, the villagers dared not speak out, and the monsters were full of unwillingness, but this unwillingness quickly disappeared under the suppression of the realm of cultivation.

"This place is under the protection of this seat, and every mortal is under the protection of this seat." The red-tailed flood dragon glanced at the ground with a haughty expression, licked his lips, and continued to speak, as if aftertaste.

"You guys, come here."

The red-tailed dragon looked at them accurately from among the crowd, with a hint of coldness in its crimson eyes.

Dragon Flood: "..."

Seeing that the two of them didn't move, Akao narrowed his eyes.

"You are not from Wangcun."

The big man who had talked to them before glanced at them suspiciously. The two brothers and sisters of Wang Shan grew up in the village, so how could they not be from Wang Village? "

Chiweijiao said sadly: "Idiot, mortals naturally can't see anything, but this ordinary illusion can't fool me."

The villagers were horrified, only to realize that when everyone was kneeling and bending over, the two were standing safely.

Jiao asked: "If you can't fool you, you still drill into the sole of my shoe?"

Red-tailed Jiao: "..."

Jin Long nodded aside, he didn't feel any tingling pain, just itching.The dragon's body is hard and indestructible, and ordinary monsters can't get close at all.

The red-tailed flood dragon didn't know that he was biting a thick-skinned senior, but thought their prototype was rather special.So he let out a long howl, intending to use these two foreign monsters to shock the surrounding monsters.