Minghe Ancient Mountain, Mingyu Tribe.
The Mingyu tribe, which ranks among the lower-ranking tribes, has a total of 720,000 members.
The entire tribe can be said to have turned the entire Minghe Ancient Mountain into the inner mountain of the tribe.
The ancient mountain of Minghe is thousands of feet high.
Under the mountain, ancient trees are packed with roots.
A clear spring flows out and turns into a river that surrounds the ancient mountain.
It looks like a blessed land for tribes surrounded by mountains and rivers.
The sun shone down, causing the mountain to sparkle.
Stone villages stood on top of the ancient mountains, and there were clansmen surging in the villages.
The ancient mountain is steep, with an icy coldness all over it.
Steep stone paths hang around the ancient mountain, connecting heaven and earth like ladders.
A tribesman named Mingyu tribe is either carrying a bamboo basket on his back or carrying a bamboo basket, using his hands and feet to climb the ladder.
From a distance, he looks like a mountain ape.
No matter how the mountain wind roars, there is nothing.
One person dropped his hand and fell.
Although the news from the western part of the Three Hands Territory was tightly blocked by the Three Hands Clan, it still could not be stopped by everyone in Youyou.
It spread throughout the Three Hands Territory, and Mingyu Hou's tribe was no exception.
In a stone palace dozens of feet high halfway up the ancient mountain, the stone doors and windows were closed tightly, and the atmosphere inside was somewhat depressing.
"We have to die if they don't die.
Don't forget that our hands are stained with the blood of our own clan.
Do you think we can wash them away?
From the first time we sent those untouchables to the hands of the Third-hand clan, we have no way out.
I think The only way to quit is to die.”
"The Wilderness of the Dead, including yours and mine, must die."
There was some darkness in the hall, and a cold and vicious voice sounded.
It was possible to vaguely see six figures in the hall, the leader of which was an old man with a gloomy face, whose eyes still made people shudder even in the dark.
"Great Elder, what should we do?"
A trembling voice sounded, and a middle-aged warrior in the next seat spoke.
His face was dark, his spirit was listless, and his whole body showed an unnatural rickety appearance.
If you look from a distance, you can see someone in his prime.
He looks more like an old man.
"Damn it, can't you do it well?
If there is no hope, why are we like this?
We are all human beings.
If they had come to Xiaomanghuang Continent earlier, how could we do such a thing?
We just want to live.
There are Is it wrong?”
"Are we at fault?
If the human race doesn't come to save us, why should we die like this?
It's all the fault of the human race.
No wonder we are cruel and ruthless.
If people don't do it for themselves, why should we die?"
"We are not wrong.
If the human race had come to save us earlier, would we still have taken the lives of those untouchables to please the three-hand tribe?
We just don't want to die."
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"Now we claim that the human race is righteous, hypocritical, and have a bullshit conscience.
In this small and wild continent, conscience is the most useless thing.
The human race is a servant of the alien races in the world, a slave, and even a blood food raised by those people in captivity.
We don't want to Become blood food and just want to live.”
"Great Elder" There was a rustling sound in the hall, and the emotions of fear, resentment, roaring, and madness were intertwined.
It was difficult to express them one by one.
The only way to be sure was that they were really afraid in their hearts.
But is it their fault?
Who makes the ethnic group not come to save them?
If the ethnic group doesn't save them, why don't they allow them to save themselves?
They will die anyway.
It is better to exchange the lives of other untouchables for their unhappiness than to die together.
Yes, that's right, we are not wrong at all If we die together, it would be better to use the lives of untouchables in exchange for their lives.
Don't you claim to be the righteousness of the human race?
Do you want to protect your fellow human beings?
Do you want to protect your fellow human race?
.
You die and we live.
What's wrong with us?
It's just to satisfy the beliefs you hold in your heart.
The corners of their mouths were constantly trembling, and their trembling voices contained a kind of hysterical shouting.
They were constantly comforting their fearful hearts, but the more they did, the more frightened they became.
Corpses were thrown into the wilderness, and the entire clan was annihilated.
They don't want to die.
If they want to die, why should they be lackeys for the Three Hands Clan?
"I don't want to die" On the main seat, Mingyu Tribe's great elder's pupils were burning with flames.
"No one wants to die.
It's the damned Fire Temple that's causing trouble.
A group of sanctimonious pseudo-humans.
They claim to be the guardians of the human race.
They want to save the human race from the fire and water.
They don't even look at where this place is.
Here This is the Xiaomanghuang continent, not the human land on the other side of the ocean.
This is the hunting ground of the heavens.
He can defeat the king of the three-hand clan, and other alien races will never make it easy for him. " "We still have a chance.
We won't die.
The righteousness of the human race and the blood-stained blue sky are none of my business.
I only know how to live.
The righteousness of the human race did not let me live.
We can only choose to be in the hands of the Three-Handed Clan. alive."
A fierce murderous intent flashed out, and Elder Mingyu's eyes swept across several figures in the hall.
"Is the news reliable?
Is our patriarch a little restless?"
Suddenly, amid the low voices in the hall, Elder Mingyu showed a ferocious look.
"How can a fool be restless?
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The key is the group of untouchables.
News keeps coming from the west.
The human race's Xinhuo Temple wants to protect the Three Hands Tribe's human tribe.
The untouchables in the tribe are thinking one by one.
Just yesterday I saw Lin Feng, the boy from the clan, sneering at me from a distance. " At the bottom, the third elder of Mingyu tribe spoke up, with a murderous intent in his eyes.
"A little captain, who used to bow down to me when he saw me, now dares to show disdain.
It's not all those messages that caused the trouble.
A pariah also wanted to turn back, so I personally chopped him up and threw him in.
The mountains are fed with ferocious beasts, I tell you, these untouchables, only blood can make them sober."
Regarding the murderous intention of the third elder, the first elder did not care at all, and still asked aloud: "Fourth elder, is there anything strange about our clan leader?"
A middle-aged warrior below the third elder spoke up and said: "It's still the same as before, hanging out with those untouchables every day, and helping those untouchables feed wild animals and chop wood and trees for them."
"Is it because I'm worrying too much?"
The great elder rubbed the armrests of the stone chair with his big hands, and the eyes in the depths of his pupils were constantly changing.
"The Great Elder is just a fool.
If it weren't for his stupidity, he would still be the leader of the clan."
"Yes, Great Elder, why should we care about a fool?
The most important thing now is what we should do next.
If the Xinhuo Temple comes, do we really have to catch him without help?"
"shut up" The noise in the main hall made the great elder angry, and it suddenly became silent.
As the great elder of the Mingyu tribe, he has been ruling the tribe for a long time.
From the very beginning, when the patriarch of that generation was ignorant of current affairs and was tortured and killed by the third-hand clan, to the current idiot chief, he has already become the great elder.
He has been in this position for nearly two hundred years.
In the past two hundred years, the Mingyu tribe has had more than twenty clan leaders, each of whom has lived for more than ten years.
Only this fool has been in the position of clan leader for more than ten years, and he is actually a very good one.
As a supervisor, he asked the untouchables in the clan to dig the mines honestly, which is why he can survive to this day.
Of course, over the years, the number of people in Mingyu Hou's tribe has dropped from more than 1.3 million to the current level of 700,000, but so what, he is still alive and well, and his relatives are still alive.
That's it.
"What are you afraid of?
Thousands of miles away is the Xiaoshan Pass, which separates the central and western parts of the Three Hands Domain.
This is a place where the superiors of the upper clan will hand over resources.
The upper clan will definitely not ignore it."
Immediately afterwards, the great elder's voice was full of murderous intent and said: "Since some people are unsettled, let them settle down."
"Great Elder, let's" Feeling the killing intent from the great elder, the figures who attacked all felt a chill in their bodies.
"Why are you afraid?
Haven't you killed enough?
Now tell me about mercy.
The blood on your bodies over the years is probably enough to form a river of blood."
"Even if you don't kill, do you think the Xinhuo Temple will let you go?
If you kill, you will kill.
Is there any difference between killing one and killing a thousand?"
"Do you want these untouchables to really rebel and turn us into ashes?
Third Elder, you have more than a hundred delicate beauties.
Why don't you, Second Elder, have your little grandson who just went back?"
"Kill me, since my thoughts are wandering, I will use my blood and bones to suppress these untouchables and see who dares to think that someone will save them."
"After killing these corpses, send them to Xiaoshan Pass, thousands of miles away, and hand them over to the superiors.
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I believe the superiors will understand our thoughts."
Soon, the figures in the hall left one by one, leaving only Elder Mingyu.
His eyes were gloomy and uncertain.
Suddenly he raised his hands, and he saw blood-stained fingers deep in his pupils.
It was as if there were ghosts of injustice dancing.
"I just want to live.
On this earth, everyone treats the human race as a slave.
The human race's justice is just a joke.
It is not as real as a piece of armor.
What is a conscience?
If I, Gu Qi, have a conscience, He’s been dead for who knows how long, and I’m afraid he doesn’t even have any bones left.”
Soon, roars and curses came from outside the hall, accompanied by the tearing of blood and bones, and the roar of blood and energy, which did not fall for a long time.
"Conscience is nothing.
As long as I live, other people have nothing to do with me."
Gradually, the eyes in the depths of Gu Wei's pupils became sharp.
"If you want to blame, I can only blame you for coming too late and you didn't save me.
Is it wrong for me to save myself?"
Blood filled the sky above the entire Minghe Ancient Mountain, and streaks of blood rose from the stone villages on the mountain.
Cries, roars, unwillingness, and crying were no match for a copper knife here.
In a short period of time, hundreds of corpses were bleeding, and blood flowed down the cliff.
The entire Mingyu tribe fell silent, and the entire ancient mountain seemed to be silent
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