[Without any identity information, the identity cannot be confirmed.]
Lin Xiaocha didn't want the system to provide information to confirm the identity of the character, and felt that its professional ability was lower than expected.
Slightly disappointed.
Lin Xiaocha read that book very quickly, only read the important plots, and skimmed all the descriptions of the characters, and only remembered that the male lead was a white cut.
In the early stage, he was Gao Guangzhengwei's high-cold fairy family with fluttering white clothes, and in the later stage, he became the cruel and bloodthirsty king of all monsters.
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Suddenly, the supposedly quiet city suddenly boiled like a frying pan, interrupting Lin Xiaocha's thoughts.
The mayor is here!
The refugees pushed each other to wake each other up, hugged each other and hugged each other, trembling.
"Go away!!!"
"You bastards!! Don't stand in the way of the city lord!!"
The huge sound of the whip pierced through the entire street like piercing through the air, and the sharp and piercing sound made the refugees tremble even more like frightened birds.
Behind the ferocious guards was a tented cart, hung with thin and transparent crocodile silk, slowly driving towards it.
The sound of the whip frightened the child on the side of the road to cry, but his mother hurriedly covered his mouth.
It is also possible to wake up the sleeping city lord and be thrown alive to feed his spirit beast.
A man in a gorgeous purple robe lay reclining in the crocodile tent.
The crown of hair on his head is more than a foot high, he has an awl face, the end of his half-sleeping eyes is about to fly to the temple, his whole person is feminine and strange.
On the left of the man in the tent crawled a huge black panther, and on the right lay a plump and beautiful concubine full of jewels.
The concubine put grapes in his mouth and sent them to his mouth.
He slowly opened his extremely long and narrow eyes, and stretched his hand towards the back of the concubine's head.
The concubine blushed and closed her eyes gently.
Unexpectedly, he grabbed her hair and hit her head against the car wall with a "bang"!
A pair of eyes looked at her fiercely.
"Idiot! How many times do you have to say it! Don't disturb the owner of the city to sleep!"
At this time, an image that only she can see appeared on Lin Xiaocha's retina:
[Target identity confirmation: Dongling City Lord Feng Ziying]
[Strategy reward: 500,000]
[Current attack rate: 0%]
The lord of Dongling City, Feng Ziying, is extravagant and tyrannical, and treats the common people as worthless.
He is the nephew of Empress Zhu Yunguo, who is good at flattery and deceit.
It has some origins with the white lotus.
It seems that he is Lin Xiaocha's first side mission.
At this time, Feng Ziying pressed the beautiful side face of the concubine against the wall of the car, and she was directly deformed. She said in horror: "The city lord, please forgive me..."
The corner of the city lord's mouth twitched ferociously, and then he let go of the concubine's hair.
He waved his hand, and the guards and Che Mou stopped not far from Lin Xiaocha.
"My city lord has already negotiated peace with the demon world, and they can no longer cross the border to harass." Feng Ziying announced leisurely with her long and narrow eyes half asleep.
Such words came out of his mouth, but the refugees were not happy at all.
Sure enough, he said again: "However, we must make a living sacrifice to the Demon King every month."
As soon as the words fell, the pupils of all the refugees trembled.
Livestock
Live sacrifice
How to sacrifice
fifteen
Isn't today the fifteenth day
"So... who wants to be the first person to sacrifice?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongling City in the early morning was so quiet that only the crows on the treetops could be heard.
Fear gripped the entire city.
System: [You must become a sacrifice before you can meet the hero.]
The person caught as a sacrifice in the book is Lin Wu.
As soon as the city lord finished speaking, Lin Wu stood up angrily and accused Feng Ziying:
"You were born as the lord of Dongling City. You were supposed to protect the people, but you ran rampant and treated human life as nothing. You simply don't deserve to be the lord of a city!"
Those words completely angered Feng Ziying.
So Lin Wu became the first living sacrifice to be sacrificed.
Because of this, she was saved by the hero hero.
It was at that time that Lin Wu's affection for the male protagonist also began to germinate.
Lin Xiaocha didn't stand up, and didn't reply to the system. She just buried her head in her knees like everyone else.
system:[…]
She never flaunts her strength easily, and it is even more impossible for her to accuse a target of her attack in public.
The city lord looked coldly at the surrounding refugees with narrow eyes.
They all huddled against the wall like quails, wishing they could sink into the wall.
Only the man in white looked at him coldly.
He looked at the other party up and down. It wasn't that he hadn't thought about using him as a sacrifice, but he had an extraordinary demeanor. He looked like a monk at first glance. If he had some background, it would be difficult to deal with the aftermath.
It's just that the cold gaze of the man in white made him extremely uncomfortable.
He snorted coldly and swallowed the breath.
The black panther, the size of a lion, stood up, jumped out of his car, and jumped in front of the refugees. While walking, he looked at them as if he was choosing breakfast.
The refugees held their breath one by one, their hairs standing on end in fright.
In the whole street, it seems that only the sound of their teeth chattering.
Until a child cried out with a "wow", which woke up the frightened mother and covered her mouth.
It's just too late.
The city lord in the tent slowly shifted his cold gaze to the child.
"That's her."
The child didn't know what was about to be released, but the mother collapsed in an instant, prostrate on the ground and kowtowed: "City Master! She's not three years old yet! City Master!"
"City Lord! I beg you to let my child go!"
But the city lord turned a deaf ear to her hoarse begging for mercy.
Seeing that it was useless to beg him, the mother put her hopes on the concubine, "Miss Xiaotao! Please, save my child!"
Xiaotao is the name of the concubine next to the city lord. She turned her head and pretended not to hear the mother's pleading.
"Xiao Tao! Xiao Tao! When you were a refugee, you were about to starve to death. I once gave you half a steamed bun!"
"Shut up! Isn't it just half a steamed bun? I'll give it back to you!" She finally climbed from a refugee to a concubine, no longer having to suffer from cold and starvation. How could she offend the city lord now and lose her meager favor?
The mother was stunned when she heard her words, unable to speak a word.
The City Lord, who had a panoramic view of this scene, was not surprised at all, with a mocking smile on his face.
Seeing the black-armored guards next to the city lord dragging her daughter, the mother kept begging for mercy, "Forgive! Forgive! Please spare the child!"
Feng Ziying leaned close to Tao Ji's ear, and said in a cold and mocking voice: "She wants to save her child, what do you think? What should I do?"
Sweat dripped from Tao Ji's forehead, and the powder on her face blurred, "City Master, if she wants to save her daughter, she can replace her daughter as a sacrifice."
"But the daughter has no mother, how pitiful~" he continued to whisper in her ear.
Tao Ji: "City Master, Tao Ji has an idea, they don't want to be separated, why not go on the road together."
Hearing this, the city lord sneered.
"Tao Ji is still the most understanding." He said so, but his tone was extremely cold, without the slightest hint of joy, even full of sarcasm.
Feng Ziying pointed at the mother and son expressionlessly.
"Then the two of you will be together and have companions on the road."
The mother went limp all over, looked at Tao Ji and the city owner in shock, and then rushed towards the car, but was stopped by the guards.
"City Lord! Spare me!! You have pity on us! Please spare us!!"
The little girl burst into tears too.
The cries of the two seemed to echo in despair and misery throughout Dongling City.
Feng Ziying glanced around the silent and trembling refugees on the ground.
Sure enough, no one dared to stand up and intercede for the mother and son.
Winter Ridge City is adjacent to the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, and every time a monster escapes from the Ten Thousand Demon Forest and wreaks havoc, a large number of refugees must flood into the city to seek refuge.
In his eyes, these refugees are as dirty and cowardly as ants.
Just like the woman in his arms, she can give up her dignity for the sake of glory and wealth, regardless of kindness.
"Who is there? Willing to replace the mother and son?" The corner of his mouth curled up, and he said this on purpose.
Because he knew that no one would come forward, and these people were the same as Tao Ji.
"If someone is willing to replace the mother and child, the Lord of this city can show kindness and give you porridge in Dongling City for a hundred days." He continued to lure the refugees.
It's like playing a game.
A game that is sure to win.
The refugees' ears were pricked up. They were all starving, and many of them were dying of hunger. Not to mention a hundred days, even three days, no, just one day.
But it's the first time that the demon world proposes a living sacrifice, why don't you know the method of sacrifice
It may be burned, it may be peeled.
Facing the fear of the unknown, this group of refugees who have been frustrated by the suffering and lived like ants, no one dares to show up as a hero.
The city lord looked at the indifferent refugees and laughed loudly at the sky.
"That's all, that's all~ You really failed my good intentions."
He grabbed Tao Ji and tore her clothes.
…
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"I would."
A voice with vibrato can't hide its natural sweetness.
The city lord who supported the concubine frowned, turned his head, and looked for the source of the sound.
The refugees also focused their eyes on the petite body curled up in the corner.
Dirty clothes, dirty little face, no different from other refugees.
It's just that those almond eyes are different from the numbness and panic of other refugees. They are clear and beautiful, like a clear spring in the mud, with waves flowing.
She clenched her fists tightly, her legs trembled a little, and she bit her lower lip tightly.
It seemed that at this very moment she stood up with all the courage and strength she had had in her life.
As if she was afraid that others would not hear her voice just now, she repeated tremblingly, "City Lord, I am willing."