Gu Run looked at Zhao Ying quietly. When he saved him from the altar that day, he looked sick and haggard. Now, because of himself, he has healed, but with a very handsome face, he only goes to see Gu Xiang.

What is Gu Xiang? She is obviously just a woman who has a bad life, so why didn’t she die obediently!

For a moment, Gu Run no longer thought about whether to change the future. She wanted to save this Duke or not to save her. She just wanted Gu Xiang to die!

I always feel that if Gu Xiang doesn't die, she will lose everything she once had...

Gu Run instantly turned cold and turned to the clan leader and said, "The most beloved sacrifice of the gods is this woman. She has appeared. If you don't sacrifice as soon as possible, the clan leader must know the consequences better than me."

Zhao Ying frowned and glanced at Li Sheng.

Li Sheng looked tense and calculated in his heart that he would rescue Duke, Duke Liu, Gu Xiaoniangzi and others.

Well, don't think about it anymore.

It's certainly impossible.

On the altar that day, the stupid duke of his family was dying at a loss. He calculated for a long time and felt that it might not be too big that he could escape successfully with his body on his back. Now the duke is so good at killing him, so he will attract attention, so that his chance of stealing away will be reduced by half. He is capable!

Following Gu Run's words, the clan leader and clan elder looked at each other on the high seat next to the altar, and a little fear appeared on his face. The clan leader nodded, and the two mountain people took a step towards Gu Xiang, bent down slightly, stretched out his hand, and made a gesture of inviting him.

Gu Xiang gave the old goat a wink and followed the mountain people very obediently to the altar. As she got closer and closer, she finally saw the appearance of the clan leader and clan elder of Ningwa Village.

The old clan was thin and even though his clothes were wide, he could see that his neck was exposed, his bones were protruding, his face was pale, and his skin was dull and dull.

The clan sitting beside him was a middle-aged woman with pale lips, thin hair, and blood-colored face. She was indeed seriously ill.

Gu Xiang simply opened his eyes of insight and looked up and saw that all the people on the high seat were labeled as sick.

The condition is quite complicated, but after summarizing it, this is a serious parasitic disease.

Gu Xiang: "..."

She couldn't help rolling her eyes.

If you don’t go to the serious doctor when you get sick, is it useful to ask gods and worship Buddha?

As for the fact that prey in the forest is becoming increasingly rare, it is temporarily unknown.

"etc."

As soon as Gu Xiang walked to the altar, he heard Gu Run behind him suddenly speak.

Gu Run raised her eyes and stared at the food box on her hand, "What are you bringing?"

"Food food."

Gu Xiang is neither salty nor indifferent.

Gu Run showed some anger on his face and sneered: "Who promised you to take it? Let it go."

Gu Xiang smiled: "What? God tells you that when I went to see him, I couldn't even have a souvenir?"

Gu Run was stunned and sneered: "You are worthy of being a god of heaven--"

Gu Xiang raised his eyebrows: "I think I'm quite worthy. Didn't I say I'm the favorite person of the gods? Then if I don't deserve it, who's worthy?"

As she spoke, she opened the food box open and took a colander to remove a piece of fish from it.

“I’m very confident in the meals I cook.”

A faint fragrance scattered in the wind.

The clan leader and clan elder on the high seat couldn't help but turn sideways, look around, and look down from a high place. They could see a large pot of soup and vegetables in the food box, with the soup being creamy yellow, and various meats and vegetables trembled slightly in the soup, with the soup hanging on it, and the color was bright and full, making people's index fingers move when they saw it.

The patriarch has been for several months and has no appetite for any food, vomits whatever he eats, and sometimes vomits blood. But at this moment, he feels saliva flowing, instantly becomes appetite, and has a trace of trance in his mind, restlessness, and wishes he can go up to drink immediately.

The mountain people closer to Gu Xiang in front of the altar couldn't help but bow their heads one by one. I don't know what was put in the soup. It was delicious and sweet. As soon as the taste entered the nose, it felt refreshed and poured into the lungs. Everyone felt hungry.

Gu Xiang smiled: "Why don't we ask the gods? See if it likes it or doesn't like it?"

Gu Run's face was gloomy and she sneered repeatedly. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a strong wind on her head. She was shocked and raised her head suddenly, and her eyes suddenly showed panic.

A giant eagle with a foot spreading its wings and a foot of six or seven meters suddenly pounced down.

Gu Run couldn't control himself at all and screamed.

The surrounding mountain people were used to seeing their own condors, but they also breathed a sigh of relief. The scene of condors preying on livestock during the sacrifices every year emerged in their minds. Many hunters watched the blood rush, but the timid people could not help but have nightmares for half a month.

What's even more terrifying is that these condors really eat people.

The tall altar in front is their hunting ground. Over the years, except for the few clan leaders and clan elders, as long as everyone else dares to go up, they will be attacked and hunted by the condors.

Not to mention outsiders, even the village has many casualties and injuries.

Originally, everyone didn't have the heart to pay attention to these outsiders, but for some reason, when smelling such a scent, I felt a little uncomfortable when I looked at Gu Xiang, a thin and small girl like Gu Xiang.

Why!

Gu Run forced his fear and saw the eagle pounce straight towards Gu Xiang. His eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't care about being afraid and applauded in his heart.

That's it, bite her!

But Gu Xiang could not see fear on his face. Seeing the giant eagle getting closer and closer, he shook his hand slightly and threw the piece of fish high.

The giant eagle suddenly slashed across the sky, grabbed the flesh and swallowed it in an instant, and then a clear eagle crowed.

The mountain people present knew some of the condor he was somewhat familiar with. When they heard the sound, the old and experienced mountain people were full of surprise and gathered together to speak the local dialect.

Aji whispered: "The Condor Heroes really like it!"

The mountain people turned to look at Gu Xiang, and their expressions were immediately different from before. According to the training passed down for hundreds of years, everyone in the village believed that the eagle was the messenger of the gods. Doesn’t this show that the gods really like Gu Xiang’s food in their hands.

Gu Xiang smiled and walked towards the altar with a food box in a big stride.

Gu Run's heart was beaten, and then he suppressed his doubts and anxiety. It doesn't matter. The Ningwa Village worshipped the gods for hundreds of years. No living creature on the stage as a sacrifice could survive. The eagles were used to treating all the living things on the altar as their food.

Even when they are full, they will drag their food away and throw it to death in their nests as reserved food.

Gu Run remembered the stories he had seen in his dream, took a deep breath, stared at Gu Xiang, and everything was about to end.

Sure enough, with Gu Xiang's footsteps, the eagle crow became louder and louder. Through the thick fog, you could see many eagles of different shapes wandering in the air.
Chapter completed!