"Tomorrow night is the big day for sacrifice. First choose a man and offer it to Lord Water God."
The grimace man whispered.
"Yes, this man has tender skin and tender flesh, let him be the one."
The old woman pointed at Qiang Shuai, and two of her men stepped forward to take him away.
I don't know whether it was because the medicine had evaporated or because He Jianfu was stronger, but he actually woke up at this time.
In a daze, he saw two people trying to capture Qiang Shuai, and he suddenly woke up.
"What's going on? What are you going to do?"
He quickly got up, and when he saw the situation around him, he was completely confused.
"What the hell are you doing at this resort?"
He Jianfu shouted sharply.
"Huh? One of them actually woke up?"
"Since you are so active, let me reward you."
The old woman made a gesture, and the two men went straight to him and grabbed him.
He Jianfu is over 1.9 meters tall and has practiced boxing for several years. He is much stronger than ordinary people.
He went up and punched twice, and the two men were knocked to the ground, their mouths full of blood.
Several more men rushed over. When He Jianfu saw that the situation was not good, he wanted to break through the door and rush out first.
Like an angry rhinoceros, he knocked over two people with one move and ran away.
These men also jumped forward, and one of them grabbed his ankle tightly, almost causing him to trip.
"Damn it, I'll kill you."
No one noticed that there was a sharp knife wrapped around He Jianfu's right calf.
He pulled out his sharp knife and struck it with all his strength.
‘Click!’
This knife directly cut off the opponent's hand, and blood spurted out instantly.
But the strange thing is that the other party didn't even shout, and his expression didn't change at all, as if he had no pain perception.
"What?"
He Jianfu was stunned for a moment. The delay didn't matter. Several other people were already in front of him.
He kicked one person over, strangled one person's neck from behind with his arm, and put the sharp knife directly at the other person's throat.
"Don't come here. I'll kill anyone who comes here."
He originally thought he could calm the other party, but these people seemed not to have heard him and rushed at him again regardless of everything.
'Pfft!'
In desperation, he stabbed the other person's neck with a knife.
The sharp knife was pulled out again, blood sprayed directly on his face, and he kicked the opponent to the ground.
The other two people grabbed his shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right, trying to lift him up.
He Jianfu gathered all his strength, drew his bow from left to right, and stabbed him several times in succession.
He went straight to the vital point with his knife, stabbing him more than a dozen times in one go, almost turning the opponent into a hornet's nest.
"Asshole, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
While he was roaring wildly, he was suddenly stunned.
The man whose neck he stabbed was actually still standing there, not falling at all.
Blood spurted out, and the other person's face was expressionless and pale, almost indistinguishable from a dead person.
The other two men, whose chests were stabbed with blood, also had dead faces, were still standing there.
If he were a normal person, he would be dead by now.
"Fuck, what's going on?"
Fright makes people become angry. He Jianfu roared angrily, rushed forward and stabbed continuously.
"I can't kill you if you don't believe me!"
But no matter how hard he stabbed, the man lying on the ground didn't react at all, not even blinking.
At this time, four or five more men surrounded him and pinned him to the ground.
"What the hell is this? Who are you?"
He lay on the ground and yelled, and the man he stabbed into a honeycomb finally became motionless.
"shut up!"
'Pop!'
The old woman stepped forward and slapped him twice, picked up the knife on the ground and put it on his neck.
"If you dare to shout again, I will kill you immediately."
He Jianfu was covered in cold sweat and his face turned pale. He gritted his teeth and dared not speak.
But because it didn't matter that he was making such a fuss, Bing Ling, Hua Murong and others were all woken up by him.
When everyone saw that he was lying on the ground, surrounded by a group of strangers with cold faces, they all felt frightened.
"Takeo? Let him go quickly."
Shang Xiaoran exclaimed.
"Asshole, you woke me up."
The old woman scolded sternly: "Listen to me and be honest, otherwise you will suffer."
Bing Ling wanted to draw the sword, but when he touched it, he realized that the Phoenix Sword was gone.
"Sister Rong, they took my sword away."
"Ah! My things are gone too."
Hua Murong's bag containing the magic weapon was also taken away by the other party.
"You bastard, that Agou lied to us, this place is a den of thieves."
Hua Murong turned her eyes and shouted angrily: "Hey! Hand over all your things to me, or I will kill all of you."
"Haha...little girl, you have a very loud tone?"
Suddenly, the grim-faced man laughed wildly.
"This is an ancient Miao village. I don't care who you are or what your background is."
"As long as you enter this village, your life and death will not be up to you. It's up to me."
"Bah! Fuck your mother's stinky shit."
Hua Murong stretched out her hand and cursed loudly.
"Who are you? How dare you control the life and death of others?"
"Looking like you look like a ghost, you must be a wizard who practices evil arts."
"Just because the sky is high and the emperor is far away, do you dare to be lawless?"
"Damn old ghost, I'll destroy your cultivation first."
‘Dong dong dong…’
Just when Hua Murong was about to take action, suddenly the sound of drums sounded in the house.
She felt an inexplicable abdominal pain and wanted to hold it back for a while, but the abdominal pain became more and more intense.
This excruciating pain made her instantly covered in cold sweat, and she fell to the ground wailing.
"Sister Rong, what's wrong with you?"
Bing Ling was frightened.
"There's something, there's something in my stomach."
In just half a minute, Hua Murong's face turned pale in pain and her lips turned purple.
The ghost old man was holding a leather drum and beating it nonstop.
Every time he knocked, Hua Murong would scream.
I saw Hua Murong's belly growing bigger and bigger in an instant, as if she had been pumped up, and I could clearly see something moving back and forth in her belly.
Shang Xiaoran, Meng Lu and others were all stunned, their eyes full of horror.
"Ah...it's a bug!"
"Xiao Bing, don't let him play the drum, just smash that drum for me."
Hua Murong roared loudly.
"Old bastard, I'll kill you."
Bing Ling stepped forward in two steps. As soon as she raised her hand, her body froze.
There was also a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. Even if she was an Earth realm warrior, she couldn't bear the pain at all.
'Poof!'
"Ah...it hurts so much, it hurts so much"
She knelt directly on the ground, clutching her stomach and gritting her teeth.
‘Dong dong…’
The man with the grimace was beating another leather drum.
"Stop knocking, stop knocking."
Bing Ling was in so much pain that she almost twitched as she fell to the ground.
"Wow…"
Suddenly, she spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with black mucus and gave off an unpleasant smell.
Her belly also became bigger and bigger in just half a minute, and she was about to burst.