The villagers seemed unaware of the angry gazes and were still celebrating that the gods had mercifully spared their lives.
He was even more reckless in his words.
"The thief who stole the sacrifice should be killed and punished by the gods, and then the gods will be willing to forgive us innocent people."
"It's a pity that I didn't catch him myself, otherwise I would have to tear out his tendons and bones, tie him up and offer him as a sacrifice to God."
As he said this, a look of even more fear appeared on his face.
Because of Yuan Yuxue's matter, the player, who was already feeling pain in his heart and was filled with regret, couldn't stand hearing such words in the first place. Now, hearing them discussing these things, he felt as if a crack had appeared in his chest, bleeding, and his anger was boiling.
If... If it weren't for them...
It was obvious that Yuan Yuxue was usually very cautious and calm. If they had not been bewitched, bewitched by hallucinations and caught by mistake, and were forced to eat those strange fish, Yuan Yuxue would never have had to show up at that time just to snatch those fish.
It really saved their lives.
If Yuan Yuxue was really targeted by the evil god because she snatched the sacrifice, then they should be the ones who deserved to die.
Not long ago, they didn't know that it was Yuan Yuxue, and they behaved too rationally, even cold-blooded.
An unprecedented feeling of regret emerged in his heart. When the villagers were discussing what kind of cruel punishment the "sinner" who offended the gods should receive, it was Achuang who couldn't hold back first.
The fingers hanging beside his trouser legs were clenched continuously, his fists were clenched tightly, veins on his hands were faintly visible, and his body was shaking constantly due to the suppression.
Of course, he was not trembling because of fear, but because of the anger that was bouncing in his chest and could not be extinguished at all!
In the face of this furious note, Ah Chuang suddenly rushed over. His strength was beyond ordinary. The moment he grabbed the collar of the villager who was talking, the sound of cloth wrinkles and tearing could be heard. The not-so-thin body was almost lifted up by Ah Chuang. The tightened collar and the fist stuck in his throat made the villager half-suffocated. He couldn't catch his breath and just looked at Ah Chuang with a red face.
Achuang’s current expression is very frightening.
He was like a wild animal out of a cage, only knowing how to hunt and kill without restraint. Anyone who tried to stop him should be prepared to have their throat bitten off. The murderous intent in his eyes even silenced these strange villagers.
"Go ahead."
Ah Chuang sneered, "Tell me... who should die?"
But when he was venting, other villagers also looked over at him.
As the leader, Lao Li looked very unhappy.
This was the funeral and ceremony that he presided over. If something like this happened and angered the gods, he could not escape the blame.
However, even though he was so dispirited and even had his hand broken in the flood, Lao Li did not completely indulge in the gloomy mood of regret. At this moment, he raised his head and looked at Ah Chuang grimly.
"Shouldn't you know that stranger? Are you trying to stand up for him now?"