Stealing Hook [Rebirth]

When Mo Yuan climbed onto the high platform, the centipede looked extremely happy, and its tentacles rubbed against his chest for a long time.

Mo Yuan walked around it half a circle before he found the long leg with a break. He stood there looking at the break for a while, feeling a little helpless. After all, he only treated people, and he spent two lifetimes doing things like connecting centipede legs. No one taught them.

Lian Mufeng picked up the broken foot that was thicker than a tree trunk, and walked to Mo Yuan's side.

Mo Yuan looked around and took the big red silk that was originally covered on the altar. Seeing that Lian Mufeng raised his hand to make the two cuts fit together, he wrapped the red silk around there for a few times. Tie a knot neatly, and you're done.

Patriarch Duan Gan's eyes twitched: "This... isn't this too perfunctory?"

Mo Yuan glanced at him: "Why don't you come?"

Patriarch Duan Gan choked.

The centipede moved its broken foot, which was barely connected, and its antennae swayed from side to side, looking very happy.

The high priest was refreshed, and hurriedly asked the people below to carry the sacrifice up again. Before the tribe could make a move, the centipede crawled forward by itself, and touched the bull that fell to the ground with its tentacles.

The high priest hastily ordered the bull to be brought up, sprinkled some water on it and wiped it carefully, and then presented it in front of the centipede, then turned his head and urged the people, "Hurry up and wash the rest!"

The centipede didn't do anything extra, it just pushed the bull to Mo Yuan's feet.

Mo Yuan was stunned, and asked doubtfully, "You don't want me to feed you, do you?"

Lian Mufeng: "..."

The high priest jumped and said: "@#%&#...&"

Patriarch Duan Gan had no choice but to repeat: "It lets you eat!"

Mo Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and touched the centipede's tentacles: "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

The centipede waved its tentacles, moved forward a few steps, and opened its mouth wide to bite the bull.

The high priest was so excited that he yelled suddenly, and began to shake his head and chant loudly amidst the boiling shouts of the clansmen.

Mo Yuan couldn't stand the battle, so he exchanged glances with Lian Mufeng, and walked down the high platform side by side. When he came down, he intentionally looked at Ding Mao who was rolling down the steps over there, and seeing that he didn't seem to be seriously injured, he looked away.

The centipede quickly finished the sacrifice, swung its tentacles and turned to leave, quickly disappearing into the depths of the dense forest.

The holy sacrifice lasted for a while before it was considered over, but the altar did not fall silent. Piles of bonfires were lit one after another in the open space, and the Hundred Zerg people began to sing and dance around the bonfires.

Patriarch Duan Gan came over and said with a smile: "Central Plains people are restrained, I'm afraid there are very few such scenes. If you find it interesting, you might as well come over to have fun."

Mo Yuan admired his ability to change his face, thought about it, and agreed.

Xing Liu was already on the verge of moving. As soon as Mu Feng spoke, he immediately ran towards the nearby bonfire, and the other bodyguards followed closely. They dance together.

Mo Yuan and Lian Mufeng clasped their hands, they seemed to lose sight of others, they looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces deepened.

At this moment, the Hundred Zong people were carnivaling, and the bodyguards were infected, and they also sang loudly with their broken voices. Everyone was immersed in this enthusiasm. Even Mu Feng saw Mo Yuan's bright smile, and his heart suddenly rolled like magma. She couldn't help but let go of his hand, pulled his arms closer to his neck, and kissed him hard on the lips.

Mo Yuan froze for a moment, watching him laugh, the bonfire shattered into brilliant lights in his pupils.

The sharp-eyed people around immediately started cheering and laughing in good faith, Xing Liu simply whistled: "Boss! Another kiss!"

Lian Mufeng was suddenly a little embarrassed, and turned his head to give Xing Liu a threatening look, but Mo Yuan reciprocated, turned his face and took the initiative to lean over to kiss him on the lips, and even secretly pressed the tip of his tongue between his lips swept away.

Lian Mufeng's blood surged instantly, and he quickly suppressed it with his internal force. He looked deeply at Mo Yuan, his heart was overwhelmed.

However, Mo Yuan's smile froze at this moment. He cast his eyes on the bonfire, approached Lian Mufeng in an intimate posture, and whispered in his ear: "Quickly tell them to hold their breath! There are drugs in the bonfire!"

Lian Mufeng's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly gestured.

Fortunately, the attention of all the bodyguards was on the two of them at this time, they raised their vigilance the moment Lian Mufeng's face changed, and seeing Lian Mufeng's gesture, they immediately followed suit without hesitation.

Seeing Lian Mufeng's serious eyes, Mo Yuan hurriedly comforted him in a low voice: "Don't worry, the drug is under the firewood, and it hasn't been burned before. It's not a big problem if they just inhale one or two sips."

Lian Mufeng heaved a sigh of relief, and pulled him to continue dancing with his usual expression, and instead used his internal force to transmit a sound to him: "This must be the work of Patriarch Duan Gan. He doesn't use the methods of southern Xinjiang to deal with us, so there must be some other tricks." , we act like some."

Mo Yuan nodded.

The surrounding Baichong people have no internal energy to protect themselves, and have gradually fallen into a state of madness and confusion. Even Mu Feng and Mo Yuan started to follow their example. The bodyguards did not understand what happened , but they have always been quick-witted, and soon learned from Lian Mufeng.

For a while, the people around the bonfire lost control, and it looked like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Mo Yuan looked around unobtrusively, and found that only the people around the nearby campfires were abnormal. It seems that Patriarch Duan Gan had calculated the location in advance and lured them into it. .

Mo Yuan looked away, and heard a scalp-numbing rustling sound.

Lian Mufeng suddenly shouted: "Be careful!"

As his words fell to the ground, all bodyguards jumped up.

A black area began to spread under the bonfire, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be densely packed beetles. These beetles were more than twice the size of ordinary beetles, and their speeds were astonishing whether they were crawling or flying.

Mo Yuan stepped back again and again, and shouted, "Be careful of Gu worms!"

The bodyguards quickly drew out their weapons.

The Baichong tribe next to them had already been bitten by Gu insects. Seeing the insects burrowing through their flesh, they felt no pain and danced wildly like losing their souls. Mo Yuan almost felt sick, so he bit his fingers and ran to the side.

"Ah—" Xing Liu suddenly cried out in pain.

Mo Yuan's face changed slightly, he turned his head suddenly, and saw a beetle on Xing Liu's shoulder desperately digging into the flesh.

Xing Liuyi didn't stop doing it, and cut off a piece of meat from his shoulder with a sharp knife.

Mo Yuan raised his hand with a gloomy expression, and the Gu worms were attracted by the blood from his fingertips, and rushed over one after another.

Lian Mufeng knew that he would not mess around, but he still gritted his teeth and tried his best to restrain the worries and fears in his heart.

The first Gu worm climbed onto Mo Yuan's fingertips, and soon fell to the ground without a sound.

Lian Mufeng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and his chest heaved violently.

At this moment, footsteps came, and it turned out that the strong men of the Hundred Zerg tribe surrounded them with weapons in their hands. They rushed to the front with a murderous look, but after seeing the Gu worms gathered around Mo Yuan, they were so shocked that they lost their countermeasures.

Mo Yuan looked around with a sullen face, and finally his eyes fell on the altar in the distance. He stared at the figure standing with his hands behind his back on the altar, and slowly said amidst the rustling of insects landing one after another: "Mu Feng, you Lead them to silence the people here, and those who have been hit by drugs, no matter whether it is true or not, will not stay."

Lian Mufeng replied "Yes", and waved his hand: "Kill!"

The bodyguards immediately rushed forward to fight with the strong men of the Hundred Zerg tribe.

After the last Gu worm was poisoned, Mo Yuan tore off a piece of cloth and wiped it on his fingers, then dropped the cloth and flew up, like a gust of wind, quickly blending into the night.

Xing Liu simply bandaged the wound, turned his head and saw him disappear from where he was, and couldn't help being dumbfounded: "..."

Mo Yuan rushed to the altar in a few breaths and landed in front of Patriarch Duan Gan.

Patriarch Duan Gan almost thought he saw a ghost, his eyes widened in shock, and he pointed at him in disbelief: "You...you..."

The people behind him immediately rushed up to protect him.

Mo Yuan looked at him expressionlessly, raised one hand, and opened his palm.

Patriarch Duan Gan felt as if a huge hole had appeared in front of him, and the strong wind sucked him into the hole. Before he could scream, he flew forward uncontrollably, and then his throat tightened, and the cold touch penetrated into the flesh, It was so cold that he shivered violently.

Great fear swept from the depths of his heart. He stared at Mo Yuan's face so close to him. He felt that this face, which was as beautiful as an exile's face, was like an evil ghost breaking out of hell. Started to tremble: "You want to send troops, we can..."

Mo Yuan clasped his fingers tightly, and only heard a "click", Patriarch Duan Gan's staring head dropped down, and there was no more sound.

After a while of silence, the terrified Hundred Zong people screamed and fled in all directions.

Mo Yuan threw Patriarch Duan Gan down, raised his hands and threw out the silver needles, only to hear the sound of "plop", but in a short time, he was the only living person left on the altar.

He picked up Patriarch Duan Gan's body, flew straight to the Baili Family Building, came to the window of Patriarch Baili, kicked the window open, and jumped in with Patriarch Duan Gan's body.

Patriarch Baili was moaning and sighing on the recliner, suddenly startled by the noise, raised his head and saw Mo Yuan, and jumped up from the recliner in fright, almost hiding under the bed.

Mo Yuan said lightly: "Patriarch, I'm here to discuss something with you."

"I, I, I... none of my business... He forced me!" Patriarch Baili hurriedly pointed at Patriarch Duan Gan, "He forced me to say it!"

Mo Yuan laughed: "Patriarch, don't be nervous, I want to talk about another matter."

Patriarch Baili realized belatedly that Patriarch Duan Gan was being held in his hand all along, and when he looked at it, the color faded instantly on his face.

Mo Yuan threw Patriarch Duan Gan's body on the ground.

Patriarch Baili was startled by the muffled sound, and his legs began to tremble slightly.

Mo Yuan said: "Patriarch Duan Gan is dead, it's time for the patriarch to go out and preside over the overall situation."

Patriarch Baili nodded again and again: "Yes, yes! I will go out immediately!"

"There are so many strong men of your Hundred Zerg besieging our dozens of bodyguards, isn't that unreasonable?"

"Yes yes yes! I'm going to tell them to stop!"

"Does the contract count?"

"It counts, counts! Naturally counts!" Patriarch Baili's knees were weak, and he faintly couldn't stand up.

"Then why don't you leave now?"

Patriarch Baili couldn't speak anymore, and rushed towards the door scrambling.

Mo Yuan said, "Wait."

Patriarch Baili stopped in a hurry and almost stumbled.

Mo Yuan said: "I will ask you for another person, his name is Ding Mao, and he will be in the holy sacrifice tonight."

Patriarch Baili swallowed his saliva, forced a smile and said, "Okay, okay, don't say one, I'll give you ten!"

Mo Yuan walked up to him and smiled: "It seems that the patriarch is still very trustworthy. Don't worry, the drug will be delivered to you in time."

Patriarch Baili's three souls lost his seven souls, leaving only nodding.

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