After staying in the village for two days, the owner of the house found Zhao Feng.

"Young man, today you will lead your wife out of here! The village will not be safe tonight. You are outsiders, so don't get involved!" The owner said kindly.

"Hmm? What happened? I think the people in the village have been very serious these two days!" Zhao Feng asked in confusion.

In fact, Zhao Feng not only felt the strange atmosphere, but in fact, there are still cultivators in the village! Although his strength is not strong, the number is quite large! Zhao Feng vaguely felt that this matter seemed to be related to cultivation!

"This..." It is obvious that the owner did not want to tell Zhao Feng about this. When Zhao Feng asked about it, the owner seemed very hesitant.

"Since my father-in-law doesn't want to say it, I won't ask more questions. Thank you for your care these days! My wife and I will leave!" Zhao Feng saw the owner's hesitant look, and it was obvious that there was something hard to say hidden inside, so he didn't ask more questions.

So the two of them cleaned up and left the village, but did not go far because Zhao Feng wanted to see what would happen!

"Qing'er, do you know what this weird atmosphere is?" Zhao Feng asked.

"If we guess wrong, this is a Western race called the Demon!" Qing'er said in a deep voice.

"Demon?!" Zhao Feng was slightly stunned and asked, "Is there any difference between this demon and the demon clan?"

"There is a big difference. The two are not the same race. Moreover, the strength of the demon clan is far higher than that of the demon clan!" Qing'er said.

"So that's it, so how should this demon deal with it? And why can you conclude that it is a demon?" Zhao Feng asked.

"In fact, I judged it by my breath. Although the aura of the demon is full of demonic energy, it is not as serious as the demon clan. Moreover, compared with the demon clan, demons have more principles! They know what to do and what not to do! They are not as evil as the demon clan!" Qing'er explained.

"Oh? So, this demon is a good person?" Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows.

"It can be said that the demons are much better than the demons!" Qing'er said, "But there is a reason why demons are always misunderstood by people, because the skills they practice are a little evil and need to be guided by people, which will cause a lot of killing!"

"So that's how it is!" Zhao Feng nodded, understanding what kind of entanglement there was.

"The reason why I was able to judge that this aura belonged to the demon just now was entirely because an altar was built in the village. If I was not mistaken, today is the full moon night, and it is also a good time for the demon clan to sacrifice!" Qing'er said.

"That's it!" Zhao Feng nodded. He had naturally seen the altar in the village, but he didn't know what it was for. Now that Qing'er explained this, he understood!

"But don't worry, this small altar, with such a small tribute, will not summon a big demon! The only ones that can be summoned are the little demons. If it were the human race's cultivation strength, it would be at most equivalent to a Jindan stage cultivator!" Qing'er said.

"But I think the people in this village don't want to sacrifice like this, but they seem to be under pressure or for some reason, and they have to do this! Brother Feng, if you have such ability, you should save this village. Maybe you can attract more powerful demons! In this way, a strong strength of the Roman Empire will be conquered or erased by you!" Qing'er continued.

"Well! I understand this!" Zhao Feng nodded. He still understood such a simple truth!

Zhao Feng left the system space and then said to Bai Binger: "Let's see what kind of liveliness it is tonight!"

"Yes!" Bai Bing'er nodded.

"By the way, have you ever heard of the demon clan in the holy world?" Zhao Feng asked.

"Devil? It doesn't seem to be there!" Bai Bing'er was not sure, because she was young after all, and she still had too few things to come into contact with!

"Okay, Qing'er said that this should be the demon clan, and the altar we have seen before is used to sacrifice and summon demons!" Zhao Fengdao.

"Demon?" Bai Binger was very confused about this completely unfamiliar word, not knowing what it actually means.

"Well, we will know when we are late! And what is the secret hidden in this village? Maybe there may be any major breakthrough!" Zhao Feng said.

...

"Send those two people away?" Zhao Feng and the others just left, and the village chief came to the owner's house just now and asked.

"Well! Let them leave!" The owner nodded.

"That's good, we can't let them get involved in this matter too!" The village chief nodded and then sighed, "I really don't know when this nightmare in our Damu village will end!"

The owner of the house was silent. He really didn't know what to say about this matter! If it were... hey! It would be too late to say anything now!

"Go and prepare for the sacrifice tonight!" The village chief shook his head and turned around and left!

The owner nodded, then left the house and walked towards the altar.

Time flies, and night falls quickly. Tonight, the sky is beautiful, cloudless, and the full moon hangs high in the sky.

Zhao Feng and Bai Binger stared at the direction of the village, but there was no movement for a long time!

"Maybe it should have started in the middle of the night, right?" Zhao Feng murmured in his heart.

Soon, the time came to the fifth hour of the lunar month (approximately midnight). Zhao Feng saw that the villagers on the altar moved, and several adults brought up the children.

That's right, it just lifted it up! The children looked only five or six years old, and they were all washed clean, but they were tied up like a four-horse horse and raised it up, and were picked up by villagers one by one!

I counted it roughly, and there were as many as ten!

The villagers have different expressions, including greed, thanksgiving, unbearable and sad tears!

They placed these ten children on the altar, and after they set up their positions, they knelt under the altar with the villagers!

"##￥￥%%##..." This is a series of spells that Zhao Feng couldn't understand! What puzzled Zhao Feng was that this spell was not recited by the village chief again, but by a young man in black!

"Brother Feng, this young man is the descendant of the demon! Half of his body is the bloodline of the demon!" Qing'er saw it at a glance and hurriedly reminded.

Zhao Feng nodded and stared at the direction of the altar.

Just after the spell was recited, the sky, which was originally cloudless, suddenly became gloomy!
Chapter completed!