Men's Match Turnover Plan [Quick Transmigration]

For a moment, Wu wanted to run away. For a long time, their demon cultivators were terrified of the owner of that face, and even now, that shadow still remained in their hearts.

But at this moment, just the resemblance of their faces made him tremble with fear.

With trembling hands, Wu took out a bottle of primordial liquid, poured it into his mouth tremblingly, but because he was too nervous, most of it was splashed on his body.

"Just like, just like, cool."

After a while, Wu finally calmed down a little. He got up and straightened his clothes, giving up the idea of ​​running away. He was going to find out.

......

On the other side, Shang Yan and the others stepped up their practice, and finally succeeded in transforming the place into its previous appearance before the crowd arrived.

Yuan Mo and Wu stood at the front of the crowd, their expressions were indifferent, as if nothing happened before.

Yuan Mo glanced at Wu, who seemed to be in a daze. He winked several times but did not receive a response. He frowned, and could only say, "It's two days now, you can explain."

"Wait a minute." Yuan Shi nodded and glanced at Shang Yan.

But he found that the other party frowned, his face was extremely red, and he seemed to be enduring something.

He took a breath, held the other's hand, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The warm and cool touch came from the palm, like the finest suet jade, Shang Yan was shocked, and the bloodthirsty feeling was finally suppressed a bit.

Before he had time to think about it, he smiled back, "I'm fine."

Yuan Shi's eyes dimmed, and he was about to ask again, but Shang Yan turned his head away and nodded in one direction of the crowd.

Soon the crowd became agitated, and people looked around in response to their prestige, and saw that not far away, someone was driving hundreds of bound people like a herd of animals, and they were heading this way.

"How is this going?"

"Wait, isn't that my man? He clearly said that he was just picking slaves, why was he tied up?"

"That's right, why is my father in there?"

"Give me peace!" Yuan Mo yelled majesticly, he glanced at the witch who was still out of his mind, the corner of his mouth curled into a mockery, then turned to Shang Yan and the others, and asked, "You guys did this? "

"That's right, push them up, and the matter will be cleared up immediately." Yuan Shi's tone and expression were all indifferent, and he glanced at the crowd casually.

Yuan Mo's expression changed, "Let them come here, you'd better give everyone a satisfactory explanation."

"Yeah." Yuan Shi glanced at Zhu Rong without any trace.

Zhu Rong immediately understood, and once those people were bet on, they immediately activated their talents on those people, "I ask you, what did you do during the heavy snowfall?"

Those people were about to lie, but they were horrified to find that their mouths were no longer in control, and the evil things they had committed were exposed in front of everyone by themselves.

The expressions of the others changed immediately. It was okay to drink the blood of the Totem God, but they even fed humans to the Totem God. It was of vital interest, how could it be tolerated?

Zhu Rong asked again: "Are those people who died all your accomplices? Did I kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

"It's an accomplice, and they didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately." The expressions of those people were already desperate.

"The tribe was easily captured. Is it because you colluded with outsiders that you ended up in this situation?"

"Yes."

As soon as this remark came out, the people of the Zhurong tribe boiled, and they glared.

"Damn you traitors! Damn!"

"God Totem, we were wrong, please come back and protect us."

Even more excited, they directly pulled out their wooden spears and stabbed one of them to death, shouting: "Everyone, kill these traitors quickly, and let the Totem God see our sincerity."

If someone takes the lead, the rest of the matter will be very logical. Who can feel comfortable being reduced from a big tribe to a prisoner in an instant?

"Stop it!" Zhu Rong looked at this scene with a complicated expression, his chest rose and fell rapidly, with comfort, ridicule, and pity.

He suddenly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, a pair of fire-breathing eyes looked directly at Wu, "They were just fooled by others, are you going to kill them all and let the culprit go?"

"Who is it?" One voice asked, one after another.

Zhu Rong looked at the sinners, "Tell me, who is it?"

"It's a witch." A pair of hands pointed at the witch.

Only then did Wu come back to his senses, he couldn't argue with anything, and his face was extremely ugly for a while!

Shang Yan immediately hit the nail on the head, "That day, the leader and I came to investigate this matter. Since the guards were all witches, we had to be knocked out."

Speaking of which, he pointed at Zhu Rong, "He was persecuted by the witch and lost his divine power, so he couldn't give everyone fire. As long as you believe in him again and give him strength, the flame will rise again. If you don't believe it, you can try it now." ?”

"I..." Zhu Rong looked puzzled, and was about to say that he was not so useless, but Jumang, who received Shang Yan's gaze, quietly conjured a flower in Zhu Rong's mouth, preventing him from continuing to speak.

well done!Shang Yan cast an approving look in the past.

Soon, the person who went to try it came back with an extremely excited expression, "It really works! The fire can really rise!"

People are ecstatic!

"Cough, cough..." Shang Yan coughed a few times, attracting everyone's attention, "There is something I have to tell everyone, Wu yesterday instigated people to attack the god stone, and the last tribe he instigated has already Became a captive, so..." he finished.

"Yes, he must have bad intentions."

"That's right, if it wasn't for him, our tribe would not have been captured."

"I have always felt that there is something wrong with him. He doesn't do practical things all day long. He only knows to let everyone go to fight and die."

If Shang Yan and the others were street rats two days ago, now Wu is the street rat that everyone shouts and beats.

Shang Yan was a little ashamed. Regardless of Zhu Rong's tribe for the time being, Wu did his best to the people of the Yuanshi tribe. Now just because of one incident, people can deny everything he has.

There is no way, people always tend to think that evil people will only do evil things forever, and witches can be counted, and they have to blame themselves.

Wu stared at Shang Yan and the others, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

How can blindfolded people hide it from him?The person who has the same face as that person is actually a rough stone?But Yuanshi's divine power is low, and his temperament is not very similar. It is probably a coincidence that he is too sensitive.

However, the bloodthirsty demon vine, this is really wonderful, it is perfect to be used as the heart of the formation.

Wu finally looked at Jumang reluctantly, the corner of his mouth exploded into a strange arc, and when he raised his hand, the hundreds of people who were tied up turned into blood mist.

And he disappeared in the blood mist.

Zhu Rong was furious, "Damn it! This thief, at least unchain me before running away!!"

Blood!So much blood!Shang Yan's qi and blood surged up, and the blood mist rushed towards the demon vine with an irresistible force.

No, don't come here.

The hairs all over his body stood on end, and his stomach regurgitated reflexively, and his face turned pale.

At the same time, an atmosphere of fear and suffocation quickly spread in the crowd, hundreds of people, that's hundreds of people!In an instant, it turned into a blood mist.

Yuan Shi's pupils were almost shrunk into a line, and he pulled Shang Yan into his arms to cover them tightly so that no one would notice the abnormality.

Then he shouted loudly: "It's dangerous here, you go back to the tribe, Yuan Mo Yuan Lie, you lead everyone back."

Yuan Mo's expression was a bit complicated, but in the end he didn't say anything, and together with Yuan Lie organized the panicked crowd to leave.

Soon there were only four of them left here.

The cool breath unique to the original stone enveloped Shang Yan, and the nauseating smell of blood finally eased slightly.

He collected himself and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Let Zhu Rong and Ju Mang leave first."

The chains on Zhu Rong's body are probably Wu's eyeliner, and there is no guarantee that Ju Mang's body will not be tampered with.

Yuan Shi understood, turned his head and said: "You guys go first, we have personal things to do."

Zhu Rong and Ju Mang: "..."

The two looked strange at the same time, and finally touched their noses and left. Before leaving, Jumang made a flower bed very thoughtfully.

The original stone: "..."

Watching people go away, after confirming that there is no one else around, he let go of Shang Yan.

He looked carefully at the flushed person and asked, "What's wrong with you? Is it because of...the blood?"

"Yeah!" Shang Yan buried his head on the rough stone's neck, sniffed it fiercely, deliberately gagging, "I'm about to throw up because of the smoke, it's still fragrant on your body."

"Take me to sit under the tree trunk. I was a little tired after carving for so long yesterday."

Yuan Shi paused, took a deep look at the person, opened his lips several times, but still didn't say anything.

He walked to the tree, sat on the dirty ground by himself, but hugged the other person on his lap, and even carefully protected the hem of his clothes.

Shang Yan leaned unceremoniously, and he slightly closed his eyes.

In the invisible underground, he could feel that his roots were growing crazily, and every time he absorbed more blood, the roots would grow a lot.

He didn't know how long they had spread, but at least they covered the entire tribe, and maybe the entire continent one day, he thought bitterly.

[Host, please face this matter squarely and don't take a joking attitude. 】

Shang Yan: '...What the hell is going on? '

[There is a definite number of luck in the world.The world is fair. He gave souls to souls, and took back their eternal rights.He gave the stones an eternal and unchanging form, and it was doomed that they could not have life.There is no such thing as the best of both worlds, and now, if you change the fate of the rough stone, then you yourself must bear the corresponding curse. 】

'what for? '

[If you can't absorb nutrients continuously, then you will wither to death. 】

'The nutrient you said is flesh and blood? 'Shang Yan's stomach convulsed.

[Yes, and with more nutrients, your roots will grow longer and longer, and more nutrients will be needed. 】

Shang Yan was shocked, "Are you kidding me?"If one day my roots spread across the entire continent, wouldn't the entire continent be extinct? '

[In theory, if you really do it, you can transcend this world and take the rough stone to a higher plane. 】

'This is absolutely impossible! Shang Yan refused without thinking.

[I knew you couldn't do it, if you did, I wouldn't be here anymore. 】

Shang Yan: '...I don't understand, how can the people who wiped out the world be detached instead of being destroyed together? '

【Then let me ask you, will you humans die if you eat meat? 】

"..."

’ That’s different, that’s just survival. '

[If you don’t absorb flesh and blood, you will wither, and you are just trying to survive. 】

The author has something to say: The ending of the second world seems to mention part of it, ahem, I want to declare that he did not do that, and the words of the system do not represent my three views cough cough.