Su Mingan turned around and saw a young woman with black braids, glasses, and an apron. She was followed by several children, who were asking her for candy.

"Teacher Fang?" Su Mingan recognized this woman: "Is this also your relief area?"

"Yes." Teacher Fang handed the children candies, sweet potatoes and corn, and watched them eat them hungrily.

She smoothed the broken hair around her ears and spoke in a gentle voice: "After all, without the subsidies from kind people, it would be difficult for them, the deportees, to survive in such a harsh environment."

Her smile is very pure, easily reminiscent of an independent woman in the 1970s and 1980s who wore jet-black braids and blue-black work clothes.

When looking at these suffering people, her eyes became softer.

She didn't seem to be afraid of the curse that might erupt on these people at any time, and instead huddled extremely close to a group of time bombs. After giving out the candies, she knelt down and combed the ponytails of the two girls with messy hair.

"I will stay here for one night. This is my last stop. After that, I will go back to the first tribe." Teacher Fang moved the wooden comb in his hand, gently smoothing the girl's weed-like hair.

Shu Shun: "There is news from the first tribe that the succession ceremony of the tribe leader has been brought forward. We have to rush back to participate. The nearby tribes should also send elders to participate."

"Succession ceremony?" Su Mingan was a little surprised: "Didn't it say that the chief will succeed the clan leader fifteen days later? This date has been advanced?"

"Yes, maybe Lord Feng realizes that this war will be more difficult." Mr. Fang looked gentle and gentle, but he could see these things clearly.

By becoming the clan leader in advance, the clan leader can use some powers that he could not use before. For example, he can force other leaders to help him kill others, or he can activate the power of the Baishen hidden in him.

Therefore, the feudal chief deliberately advanced the ceremony.

Su Ming'an's acumen for copies made him understand that this succession ceremony must be the key point of the plot. If he wants to win the final victory, he must participate in this key plot.

"Can I go with you?" Su Mingan asked.

"Tomorrow, okay." Teacher Fang smiled: "But Sissi shouldn't be able to enter the first tribe. If she wants to watch the succession ceremony, she may have to stay outside..."

"Su Ming'an." Lu Shu called from behind: "It's getting dark."

Su Mingan turned around and walked towards his house.

But at this moment, he suddenly raised his head.

"call--"

He heard a violent gust of wind.

The shade of the trees began to tremble, the dark shadows began to tremble, and even the mud stuck to the tree trunks began to gradually melt and fall off, like ice meeting fire.

The temperature around seems to be rising.

Not only him, but also Teacher Fang and the people next to him felt it. They raised their heads and suddenly saw two figures floating from above the forest, holding blazing white swords and surrounded by sacred flames, like gods.

Those two figures were enlarging rapidly and seemed to be descending rapidly.

"What is it?" Yamada Machichi stuck his head out and asked, "Did Pan Sen jump too big?"

"Swish!"

Two loud noises.

The temperature rises suddenly.

Those who were watching immediately felt a strong discomfort. It was a kind of discomfort caused by the subordinates being restrained by the superiors.

Two figures with white flames all over their bodies fell from the sky onto this open space.

The old woman took a step back and subconsciously blocked her child's door.

Dianji, who had just landed, squinted his eyes and looked around.

"——Another gathering place for those who are on the verge of breaking out of the curse was actually discovered." He looked at the simple gathering place of more than a dozen people, as if he was looking at some worms and garbage: "It is obvious that he is about to die, but he still wants to be greedy.

This warmth that does not belong to you will eventually become the parasite of the curse. It is really sad..."

He raised the sword in his hand, with a serious expression on his face, like a god who pronounced his life and death on others: "I will help you end all this pain."

Teacher Fang's hand was still frozen on the corn, and she had not yet reacted. The people next to her were also frightened and turned pale.

The hot, slender sword, burning with white flames, like a guillotine, was lifted high from the ground by Noiji, and was about to be swung down by him——

"etc."

Suddenly, a rickety, thin figure walked out from a group of frightened people.

The old woman coughed lightly and walked resolutely in front of the people.

Noiji's movements stopped, and he looked at her: "Yes, I almost killed an innocent person. Old man, the curse on you is not on the verge of breaking out. You are different from this group of people... You go, don't stay

Here, be careful of being accidentally killed by me."

There is no black curse mark on the old woman's body. In this small gathering place, she is the only one whose curse is relatively stable. She is here only for her son.

But she did not leave because of the "innocence" and "amnesty" that Dianji said.

Like a line of defense, she opened her arms to protect the people behind her.

She raised her head slightly and spoke sincerely: "Great guides, these people...when they are on the verge of death, they will end their own lives. They will not die from the curse, nor will they pollute the surrounding environment.

.Please, let them go in their last little time..."

Her voice was trembling, but her actions to protect people were firm.

Sweat slid down her skinny cheeks, and those cloudy eyes reflected the powerful and perfect figures of Mizushima Kawa Sora and Noriji.

She looked extremely dirty and very small, with a skinny face and a stooped stature. She was completely opposite to the goddess-like Sora Mizushima. She looked like a skinny ant standing in front of the sword of judgment.

, like an ignorant, ugly, small shadow standing in the light, about to be melted.

"Innocent!" Noriji laughed sarcastically: "How innocent! Old man, I understand very well the desire for survival that humans will erupt before death. We are a group of creatures who can do any evil in order to survive! What is the curse?

Taking the initiative to end one's life before the outbreak...that is simply unrealistic!"

"I will help them." The old woman pulled out the dagger on her side.

The dagger was cold and rusty. She obviously had no use for it, but she still raised it: "...Before that, I will help them end this."

She said softly: "...Including my son."

"--ridiculous!"

It was as if Noriji had heard the funniest joke in the world. He ignored the crazy woman and turned to look at Mizushima Kawa Sora.

Mizushima Kawakora's side face looked extremely beautiful and perfect under the illumination of the sacred flame. She watched this scene silently, like a goddess who was indifferently watching the devastation of life.

"Adventurers, watch out. What we have to do for such evil people is... to purify their evil." Noriji said to Mizushima Kawakora.

His hand was raised high, and the sword in his hand was blazing with flames.

The old woman raised her dagger high and pointed it at him, with a wolf-like determination in her eyes.

She remained motionless.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the side of the ground:

"——Mizushima Kawa Sora."

Mizushima Kawakora was slightly startled.

She turned her head slightly, and when she saw the person standing there, her pupils immediately tightened.

She didn't expect Su Mingan to be here. She passed by here just to go to the fourth tribe. She wasn't ready to ask him questions yet.

Su Mingan raised his head.

Beside him, the man in robes with a very arrogant posture took a step forward, slowly floated up, raised his head, raised his hand, and his palm was already aimed at her——

"Evacuate!" Seeing this, Mizushima Kawakora immediately shouted, turned around and ran away.

She originally came to Su Ming'an to ask about her sister's whereabouts, not to fight him to the death. Looking at the situation, he clearly wanted his leader to take action directly.

She has heard that Su Lin's guide is the second-ranked chief, her guide is the third-ranked Diansi, and Edward's guide is the fourth-ranked Michael. So, who is Su Ming'an's guide?

There is no doubt that she is not someone who would put her life in danger, and there is absolutely no benefit in fighting here.

Noriji was slightly startled, but when he saw Mizushima Kawakora turning around and running away, he didn't stop, but grabbed Mizushima Kawakora and ran away.

The two of them came as fast as they left. No matter how arrogant they were when they came, they would be as embarrassed as they left.

Seeing Mizushima and Kawa Sora being so frightened that they ran away for a second, Yamada Machichi was dumbfounded. He really didn't expect that this false first leader could have such a great deterrent effect.

...How many times have you been frightened?

The old woman on the side also paused.

Before the decisive aura in her body returned, she looked at the leader who could kill them casually, turning around and running away like a frightened rabbit.

She put the dagger away carefully and thanked Su Ming'an sincerely.

Although she didn't know who Su Ming'an's leader was, she knew that it was him who saved them.

"..."

Listening to the old woman's thanks, Su Mingan frowned slightly.

He knew that although the scene looked funny, it was not a long-term solution after all.

Kellner could pretend to be the first leader, but she couldn't pretend all the time. Mizushima Kawakora was frightened because she was not mentally prepared and was frightened by Kellner's attitude.

With her keenness, she might be able to counterattack or use other means to probe.
To be continued...