Tribute is a sacrifice, sacrifice to the land, worship the gods, pray for smooth and smooth weather, good harvests, even promoting good and punishing evil, and even having many children and blessings... This is not a separate act in a certain era or a certain region, but is spread all over the world, in every era, and since people have followed the development of human culture.

There was Abraham who had a son in his old age and was ready to sacrifice his son Isaac to God, and there were Shakyamunis in the East to cut his flesh and feed the eagles. They sacrificed their own flesh or blood, and they paid faith.

As for the almost crazy sacrifices of the Aztecs, Duke Wen of Zhu killed Jung to worship Ciju Club, or the front row of the nose cuts the left, the front row with a sword stabbed the chest with a hat in the middle, and the back row with the left ear cuts the back row.

After all, it is still about power, but some belong to God, while others are controlled by people, one sacrifice and one tribute, and the scope is much wider than imagined. When it comes to people, the most important ones are divided into two categories: human sacrifice and human sacrifice. Although the meaning is a bit big, it is not the case.

At this time, the guys who suddenly rushed over from behind were kneeling on the ground, like animals waiting to be slaughtered, and even raised their necks and waited for a knife, as if they were caught in a demon, and they had lost their minds at all.

Jin Li was about to go over and ask, but Ning Meng stopped him.

"It's too late to kill people and sacrifice to ghosts, and it's no help."

Jin Nanliang next to him had obviously heard of the murder and sacrifice to ghosts. His eyes shrank and he focused his eyes on the man who didn't know life and death on the platform. If Ning Meng didn't even think that he was a saut, the few people would naturally recognize him.

"What does it mean? What is the murder and sacrifice to ghosts?"

"Salute to heaven and earth, to ghosts and gods, to humans, many times, things that they cannot do are placed on other things. Often, ghosts are more willing to respond to this exchange than gods, and are more willing to accept blood sacrifices to people, to say evil ghosts and to say evil gods, to say evil gods, to be the key here, to be the attitude towards people."

A familiar voice came from not far away, answering Jin Li's doubts. Ning Meng's face was instantly delighted and she saw the seemingly long-lost Ku Ding walking slowly. Next to him was Meng Po, who had never been half a step away from him.

"Mr. Ding!"

The feeling that Jin Li felt was very complicated, and it was hard to explain. However, Jin Nan's eyes flashed, and he carefully moved back one step behind Jin Li and Ning Meng.

It seemed that the Ku Ding, who had left for some time, returned to everyone's face again, which made everyone's heart certain, but his face was a little tired, and there could be a lot of damage at the corners of his clothes. Obviously, he had made very intense movements, and Meng Po was much better, and she was still so beautiful and charming, but her right hand was behind her, which was a bit unnatural.

"It's time to end everything."

In addition to his calm eyes, Ku Ding seemed to be really tired and lacked the spirit he had before. He walked over Jin Li and the others and walked directly to the platform. When he passed by the guys who had lost their minds again, he stopped and pinched his hands on his chest with his hands, but he did not complete it. Instead, he hesitated for a moment and let go.

"Maybe this is your end, but you shouldn't face me, just because if he doesn't take your soul, I'll take it away."

It seemed to be in response to Ku Ding's voice. The body on the platform, which was almost exactly like Ku Ding, slowly opened its eyes, but the eyes were completely blank and black, which made people uneasy. The guys below seemed to have suffered some kind of blow, and everyone's bodies began to shake violently. Then, either pinched their necks, pulled out the dagger from their waists and inserted it into their chests... Jin Li didn't even have time to react, and the guys died in place.

Sacrifice is a sacrifice, and there is no right to choose tribute. Moreover, their current situation is very strange. It would be fine if they die without expression. Several people stabbed their chests with knives, but no trace of blood came out.

Jin Nanliang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything. He gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind. Then he carefully took out something from his arms. When everyone was paying attention there, he stuffed the thing into his mouth.

At the same time, the bodies of all the sacrificed people began to change drastically, and in an instant, it seemed to be sucked dry. It quickly shriveled, leaving only skin and bones. A large number of dim and flowing light sources floated out of their bodies, like fluorescent light.

Not to mention others, Ning Meng, who was standing close to her, looked confused and she actually drooled.

The person on the platform suddenly opened his mouth, which was impossible for ordinary people to open to the point where they almost broke their entire face. As he suddenly swallowed it raw, the starlight floating from the "sacrificial gift" was directly connected to the person's mouth on the platform. Finally, the "sacrificial gifts" even their bodies disintegrated, turning into white light, and being sucked into the abdomen by the man.

It was not until all the white light sources were completely swallowed by the man that he stood up, which showed that he was different from the Ku Ding.

If it is normal for Ku Ding to be indifferent as water, after opening his eyes, this thing seems to be a terrifying person who has come to the world, and it is so terrifying that even if he is clean and naked, it still makes people feel that he is floating around him with death. It seems that just by getting close, it will make people die.

As if he was full, he turned his eyes on Ku Ding. Although his eyes were all black, some doubts flashed through it, as if he knew Ku Ding.

However, it is also true that the similarity of two "people" is absolutely impossible if they really have no connection.

"I thought the evil ghost was playing tricks, but if you did this, you would die. If you got the sacrifice, it would be time to go back. Just guard the chair and leave quickly."

The Ku Ding was a little unwilling to face this thing. He didn't go up to the platform, but the thing was lying on his body and squinted at the Ku Ding, as if he was trying to recall something. As time went by, his eyes became more and more unkind. Then he grinned, bared his white teeth, stretched out his hand and pulled it. He didn't know where to pull out a mourning stick, and hit him directly from top to bottom.

The chef did not move, but Ning Meng moved behind him. He could not tolerate anyone who dared to attack his husband, even if he looked the same as his husband.

He was not a human being. In this hall, the yin energy was filled with him, making him feel like he was in water. His shriveled body looked like he had no muscles, but was extremely sharp and his strength was even more powerful. He kicked his feet and had already reached the front of the Ku Ding. He hugged the mourning stick directly towards the thing.

No one can escape the deadly big mouth, no!
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