Last night, Ling Fan suddenly found a dark figure lying on the window sill peeping, so he chased him out, but he didn't find even half of the figure. However, he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance of flowers. For a moment, Ling Fan thought of his brother Ling Fan.

Feng couldn't help but lean against the window sill and fell asleep. But when he woke up, he found that he was surrounded by a group of villagers, and the faces of the villagers were full of anger. To his surprise, Ling Fan discovered that his

The corners of his mouth were covered with blood, mixed with white and brown hair. At this moment, something under his feet attracted his attention, and he saw a white and brown puppy lying upside down on his side.

Beside the feet, motionless, the puppy's neck was bitten open. At this time, it had no color at all, and all the blood in its body had been sucked dry!

He stared at the palm of his hand again, seeing the horrifying blood and the scattered dog hair. He couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his back instantly pressed against the cold wall. He stared at his hand in horror and shouted: "Is it possible?

...Did I kill this puppy...and suck its blood?!"

There was another commotion among the villagers, and two strong men stepped forward, picked up Ling Fan, and then forcibly dragged him away.

"Stop!" How could Tian Yu allow the villagers to pick up Ling Fan? She strode forward, opened her arms and shouted sternly.

Still looking like the village chief, he strode up to Tian Yu, looked Tian Yu up and down, muttered something in the corner of his mouth, and pointed at the puppy that had been sucked dry of its blood.

, but Ling Fan and Tian Yu couldn't understand what they were saying at all, especially Tian Yu, whose beautiful face had turned red, her whole body was trembling, and her fists were clenched tightly.

Ling Fan looked at Tian Yu who was getting ready to go. He was afraid that Tian Yu would be stunned by the impulse, so he hurriedly said: "Tian Yu, don't worry about me, I will be fine. Go find Su Ya and Lao Gu."

, come and save me after you find them, Su Ya is the great head-dropping master of Country A, there will definitely be a way, go quickly!"

"But..." Tian Yu gritted his teeth tightly and said.

"No but, this is an order, go quickly!" Ling Fan was afraid that Tianyu might get into trouble if he delayed any longer, so he shouted urgently.

Tian Yu retracted his fists that were about to be thrown out, suddenly turned around, and kicked a tree next to him with an extremely sharp kick. With a click, the tree as thick as a bowl was suddenly broken into two.

Cutting it open revealed shocking pieces of wood.

If Ruo's sharp kick immediately frightened all the villagers present, they took a step back and stared at Tianyu in fear. Tianyu warned them with body language not to act rashly, otherwise their bodies would miss the tree, and then they would fall deeply into the tree.

He glanced at Ling Fan and then ran towards the exit of the village.

The villagers gathered around the village chief and seemed to be talking about something. Ling Fan, who did not understand the language, could only stare. However, from the expressions of the villagers, Ling Fan could guess that it was definitely not a good thing, since he had the puppy on his lips.

Bloody hair, then it means that the reason why the villagers treat him like this must be related to the puppy that was drained of blood. But what makes him strange is that he did not catch any puppy last night, but quietly

He leaned against the wall next to the window and fell asleep. While he was sleeping, someone must have thrown the dried puppy next to him, and then smeared the blood and fur next to his lips. In the end,

Who has a grudge against me and wants to frame me like this? Could it be the dark figure peeping at the window sill last night?!

Just when Ling Fan was wondering who was trying to frame him like this, the villagers seemed to have reached some kind of agreement. Two strong villagers picked Ling Fan up and followed them to the small mountain village.

the center of.

In the center of the small mountain village is an open space with three strong wooden piles erected. The wooden piles are about the thickness of a person's arms. Not far from the three wooden piles, there is a high platform made of bamboo, just like the ancient Chinese

There is a table in front of the sacrificial table, with tropical fruits and sacrificial objects placed on it.

Looking at everything in front of him, Ling Fan's mind suddenly shuddered. He felt that everything in front of him was so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember it. Just as he was recalling what he was.

When we saw the scene in front of us, two strong villagers had already tied Ling Fan to a wooden stake. They were tied tightly, and the five-flower bundle was probably no more than that.

"Hey, what do you want to do to me? Tell me quickly!" Ling Fan saw that something seemed wrong, so he shouted to the villagers.

However, the villagers seemed to ignore Ling Fan and instead gathered at a small wooden house next to the bamboo platform. Everyone stood respectfully by the door, as if waiting for the people in the wooden house to appear.

There was a squeaking sound as the door shaft turned, and then the door of the cabin opened automatically, and then an old man wearing loose clothes walked out from the back of the house. The old man was about seventy or eighty years old, with white beard and hair.

, wearing a strange silver headdress on his head, holding a black scepter in his hand, with a small skull inlaid on the head of the scepter, and the body of the scepter is made of black wood with a thick top and a sharp bottom.

Two black snakes crawling downward, strange and scary.

The man who looked like the village chief walked up to the old man and knelt down to him. Then he stood up and pointed at Ling Fan as if to say something to the old man. The old man's face suddenly changed color from kind to frightened, angry and...

Horrified, he hurriedly came down the steps of the cabin, and with the help of everyone, he came down to Ling Fan's side. He looked at Ling Fan carefully and said words that Ling Fan could not understand. However, looking at the old man's frightened expression, he even

Ling Fan himself was also very confused as to when he would make people look frightened.

"Hey, old gentleman, I really didn't kill that puppy, you have to believe me!" Although Ling Fan knew that the old man couldn't understand him, he still tried his best to explain to himself. He knew that the old man was in the village.

His status is extremely high, as long as he says to let him go, others will definitely not obstruct him.

The old man looked at Ling Fan and said some strange words. Then he turned around and walked up to the high platform tremblingly. Standing in front of the table, he waved the black scepter in his hand towards the villagers and shouted something strange.

, all the villagers immediately shouted strange slogans and gathered around Ling Fan, dancing strange dances and waving long knives with cold light in their hands.

Strange dances, weird slogans, the old man offering sacrifices... In a moment, Ling Fan finally remembered when he had seen the scene in front of him. It was a dream he had had, and the scene in the dream was like this.

He was tied to a wooden stake by a bunch of indigenous people. They danced strange dances around him, brandished strange weapons, and shouted strange slogans.

Thinking of that dream, Ling Fan felt a chill in his heart. If the dream was true, then what they were going to do to themselves next was——Sure enough, not long after, the villagers stopped their strange dance and saw only those two

A villager who brought Ling Fan over carried two small iron buckets and walked out of the crowd and came to Ling Fan.

Ling Fan looked at the contents of the iron buckets held by the two men and saw that there was a transparent liquid inside. Sure enough, it was exactly the same as in the dream. What was in the small iron bucket was really gasoline!

There were two splashes, and thick gasoline was poured on Ling Fan's head. The strong smell made him choke, and soaked all his clothes. His whole back was cold, but his body was cold.

How could it be worth the coldness in his heart? The fearful thoughts surged into his body like two barrels of gasoline.

‘Is it... am I really going to be burned alive?!’ Ling Fan shouted in horror in his heart.

"No!" Ling Fan suddenly shouted loudly. He shouted crazily towards the old man who was kneeling on the altar and worshiping heaven and earth: "No, it shouldn't be like this. Isn't it just a dead dog? There is no need to let it go.

Do I have to pay for my life!? I can’t die yet!”

However, Ling Fan's shouts were ignored at all. The villagers were still dancing strange dances around Ling Fan, and strange slogans continued to pour into Ling Fan's eardrums. His eyes suddenly felt dizzy, and the strong smell of gasoline

The smell made him feel suffocated.

"No... I can't die yet! I definitely can't die!" Ling Fan gritted his teeth tightly and struggled hard with his hands, trying to break the thick hemp rope that tied his wrists tightly, but the thick rope

His tenacity far exceeded Ling Fan's strength. His wrists were bruised with dark red bruises, his skin was bleeding from the friction, and the bright red blood stained the thick hemp rope blood red.

However, no matter how hard Ling Fan struggled, he was still unable to break the hemp rope. Just as he was struggling, one of the two villagers came to Ling Fan with a torch, and the blazing flames pressed tightly against Ling Fan.

In front of Fan's face, his face was so hot that even breathing became a little difficult.

The villagers said something strange to Ling Fan, which must have been a farewell or something like that, and then slowly lowered the torch in their hands to Ling Fan's body, and the red flames were about to ignite his clothes.

"No!" Ling Fan had never been so close to death. He screamed in fear and closed his eyes tightly, imagining that his whole body was burning with fire.

Suddenly, a crisp and loud bang sounded, and then the torch was ejected with a roar. After spinning a few times in the air, it fell into a small puddle on the ground not far away, chirping.

There was a sound, a puff of white smoke came out, and the torch was submerged in the water and extinguished.

The villagers were horrified by the sudden turn of events and quickly turned to look in the direction of the sound. Even Ling Fan also looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a man wearing a black suit and a black mask suddenly appear.
Chapter completed!