The sky gradually became late, and the blue sky became darker. As the sky completely darkened, the whole earth became dark, very dark, the kind of black that was so dark that it was so dark that it was not visible to the fingers.

"The night has begun!" After the sky turned completely dark, Xingyuan pulled Ying'er and walked out the door, jumped gently onto the roof.

"Brother Xingyuan, what's wrong?" Ying'er asked curiously, with darkness around her, without a trace of light.

"Shh!"

Xingyuan made a ban on the voice at Ying'er, signaling Ying'er not to speak, and then pointed to the distance and asked Ying'er to see.

It seemed as if the whole world was quiet, without any sound, and everyone looked at each other, but they couldn't see each other clearly, as if they were waiting.

There was a spot of light on the land, and then more spots gradually appeared. In the blink of an eye, countless spots of light gathered together. At this moment, the originally green trees, flowers and plants all turned purple and emitted a faint light. From a distance, the entire forest was dyed into purple and blue, like a purple-blue ocean. The land was covered with spots of light. Although it was not as bright as the daytime, it was enough to see the surrounding things clearly.

On the roof, you can see the earth gradually becoming brighter. The darkness that was originally unable to see the five fingers quickly faded away, and the whole earth became brighter. This is a natural phenomenon and is called Hei Day by people. This is the night in the demon world.

The purple-blue mountains stretched out, and the earth was bright and daylight. Ying'er was surprised to see it. This was the first time she saw the black day appear. Looking at the purple-blue sky, her big eyes opened wider, like a curious baby.

"Beautiful!" Xingyuan looked at Ying'er with a surprised look and asked proudly. Ying'er nodded, but she didn't expect Hei Zhou to be so beautiful.

"Ying'er, look at the top of your head." Xingyuan pointed his finger at the dark sky, and Ying'er looked along Xingyuan's finger: "It is said that the sky opposite is also a world. When we are dark day, the day opposite is day, and when we are day opposite is night."

Ying'er tilted her little head and listened carefully. After listening, she looked at the sky above in disbelief with an expression of disbelief.

"Is our sky another world?" Ying'er asked curiously, asking what Xingyuan said.

Xingyuan smiled, patted Ying'er's head, and said, "I said, this is a legend, I don't know whether it is true or false." Xingyuan patted Ying'er's little head.

"Oh." Ying'er said disappointedly. If it were true, she really wanted to go and see if the other world was as cruel as here!

"But since it's a legend, maybe there is really. If you have the chance, I'll take you to see it." Xingyuan looked at Ying'er's little face full of disappointment and immediately said comfortingly.

Xingyuan looked up at the dark sky. If there was such a world, he would definitely take Ying'er to see it.

A large bonfire was set up in the center of the tribe's square. All the people from other tribes who came to participate in the Demon Spirit Ceremony settled the square. After the arrival of the Black Day, the earth shone faintly, enough to make people see clearly. However, the temperature will drop significantly in the Black Day. The bonfire can add a lot of temperature, and it is also convenient for other tribes to prepare food, killing two birds with one stone.

Xingyuan and Ying'er sat on the roof, watching the bonfire in the square set up, and everyone surrounded the square.

"Let's go, let's go to the square and get something to eat." Xingyuan pulled Ying'er and jumped off the roof, turned around and walked into the room and carried the blue-toothed sword that Huang Long gave him behind him. The knife was not left. This is the essence of practice. There is no absolutely safe environment. In this world, dangers are everywhere. This is what Kun Wu said to Xingyuan. Xingyuan kept these words firmly in his mind.

Xingyuan asked Ying'er to change the Lingluo light shirt. Ying'er's previous clothes were too worn, and there was a sign of the prisoner on it. It was bad that people saw it. Ying'er listened to Xingyuan's words and went into the room to change her clothes.

Xingyuan didn't give Ying'er new clothes before, but except for the winter clothes Ying'er could wear, she usually didn't dare to wear Xing'er's new clothes in the prison area. After seeing the other prisoners, they would talk everywhere. Ying'er was afraid of affecting Xing'er, so she didn't wear those clothes. Xingyuan had no choice but to blame herself for not having the strength.

After a moment, the people in Xingyuan's room slowly opened. Ying'er walked out slowly, pulling her skirt with her little hands restlessly. The Lingluo light shirt was very well-made, and the patterns on the clothes were very beautiful. Ying'er tied her hair into a ponytail, and her facial features were already exquisite. This set-up made Xingyuan look as if she was so beautiful.

"Brother Xingyuan, is it so good?" Yingerduo pulled her head, and her cheeks flushed. She glanced at Xingyuan embarrassedly and asked in a low voice. This was the first time she was wearing a skirt, and she always felt uncomfortable all over.

The Lingluo light shirt has a very good shrinkage and can be worn almost any body shape. Although Ying'er is petite now, the Lingluo light shirt is very close to the body. After changing from the captive clothes of the past, she wrapped Ying'er's petite body. If the buds on her chest are budding, they will be vaguely immature. The facial features on her small face are already delicate. Against the backdrop of the Lingluo light shirt, they look like a princess of a tribe, and they immediately look pretty and charming.

"Very... good-looking, so beautiful~" Xingyuan was immersed in his eyes. After Ying'er asked, she came to her senses and said in sucking and slashing her head awkwardly.

Usually in the prisoner area, Ying'er never wore other clothes again. She always had the relatively worn clothes that she had worn for unknown amount of time. Although it was not dirty, Ying'er often washed them, but it was too long and she could not see the original color. Ying'er just kept wearing the clothes that she had been wearing for many years. No matter what Xingyuan said, Ying'er refused to wear the clothes he gave her. It was the first time she had changed into a new clothes.

Ying'er stood quietly in front of Xingyuan. She could see since she was a child that Ying'er was definitely a beauty. She felt pretty and charming against this backdrop. With a little dressing up, at least Xingyuan's opinion, there was a girl more beautiful than Ying'er in the Yunling tribe.

"Really?" Ying'er blushed, raised her head slightly, looked at Xingyuan with big eyes and asked shyly.

Xingyuan nodded vigorously and said with a smile: "Really, two words! Beautiful!" Xingyuan gave a thumbs up. Ying'er's outfit made his eyes lit up. After changing to the old clothes, she felt that Ying'er's temperament had undergone a qualitative change. She could not tell that she would be a girl in the prison area, and she was more like a little princess in the rich family.

Xingyuan looked up and down at Ying'er. Ying'er, wearing a light shirt in a spiritual shirt, showed her calves. Xingyuan's eyes shook and saw that Ying'er's legs were covered with green and purple. Every time Xingyuan went out to practice, many people would come back to find trouble for Ying'er. I wonder how much Ying'er suffered this time. Xingyuan clenched his fist and saw Ying'er's injuries. He felt tightened. Now he gradually realized how much Ying'er wanted to see that world, and whether that world would be as peaceful as she imagined, without killing or war.

Xingyuan made up his mind secretly. Such determination exceeded everything in the past. Yaoqi had never had such a strong attraction to him. If you want to be stronger, only Yaoqi, only Yaoqi, can truly enter the cultivation and have real rights in the tribe. Relying on the name of the grandson of the clan, it is not what he wants to do in his heart. Even if there is such a name, it is so what if it cannot even protect the person you want to protect. What is the point? Only when you really have strength, you can have the right to speak and the right to protect with your fists.

No matter what this year, he must succeed if he doesn't do anything for others, and for Ying'er, and for Grandpa Kunwu, he must succeed if he loses the privileges of the grandson of the clan leader and grandson. Xingyuan wants to prove his own fists.

"Gu~"

Ying'er's stomach let out a gulp, and a blush appeared on her face again, and she lowered her head shyly.

"Haha, you're hungry girl, let's go to the bonfire of the square to eat!" Xingyuan laughed and took Ying'er's hand and walked from the bamboo house halfway up to the square with a bonfire at the foot of the mountain.

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The Yunling tribe and the bonfire in the center of the square illuminated the entire tribe, and all people sat around the bonfire.

The crowd was filled with people, and suddenly a thick voice seemed to suppress all these voices. "Welcome to participate in the Demon Spirit Ceremony of my Yunling Tribe. I am Qiu He, the great elder of the Yunling Tribe. Everyone came from afar. The Yunling Tribe has prepared a wealth of food for everyone. Everyone is for the future of the tribe and for the younger generations to have a safe demon-revival ceremony. I hope everyone is the most important thing to do and do not get angry."

An old man stood on the high platform. The old man was thin, but he felt that there was a heart-wrenching power hidden under his thin body. He was Qiu He, the great elder of Yunling tribe. His strength was only under the clan leader Kun Wuzi, and his status was prominent in the clan. As soon as he opened his mouth, he could feel that the power in his thin body was strong and vigorous. As he opened his mouth, everyone's eyes gathered towards him.

As Qiu He spoke, the majesty emanated from his seemingly thin body, and the originally noisy sound became very quiet in an instant. Some people did not dare to show their momentum under this pressure. Qiu He emitted a kind of momentum. Such a momentum was not possessed by everyone, and only the strong could have it. However, after Qiu He said that, he immediately withdrew his momentum, showed a gentle look on his face, smiled slightly, and clasped his fists at everyone.

After Qiu He finished speaking, he turned around and left from the high platform. On the side of the square, some big men raised dozens of monsters and cut the monsters' flesh for everyone to enjoy. This is the case in the annual demon spirit ceremony. As a medium-sized tribe, the Yunling tribe is not short of these etiquettes.

Of course, the rewards given to the Yunling Tribe by those foreign tribes to participate in the Demon Spirit Ceremony are quite enough, and it can even be said that the rewards are extremely high. This resource is also a considerable wealth for the Yunling Tribe. The rewards for the Demon Spirit Ceremony are the income of the Yunling Tribe for more than half a year. Of course, the Yunling Tribe is very willing to have such a high profit.
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