The little boy clung to the wooden board, covering his mouth and letting out a suppressed sob.

The light from the gap shone on the young boy's face, and he saw the wooden door that had been broken open by the elders, his father spurting blood, and the blood belonging to his mother on the wooden board that blocked his view.

It seeped out along the cracks and fell into his constricted pupils, causing his whole body to tremble.

Through a wall, he watched his parents being taken away.

He opened his eyes but did not dare to make any sound.

The light from the gap shone directly into his eyes. He pressed against the wooden board, his eyes unblinking, as if he wanted to engrav this scene firmly in his mind.

There was deep hatred in his eyes.

After a while, everything returned to silence...

He gave up all his strength and fell into the dirt like soft mud, his heart sinking into an icy lake of sadness.

He suddenly felt an abnormal sensation emanating from his body, a black line climbed up his arm, and his vision began to blur.

……Oops.

The curse on him was somewhat uncontrollable in the past few days, but now it is afraid that it will completely explode.

At this moment, he saw a round bright light shining on his face.

Not far away, in the tunnel, a person was standing there. He couldn't see the person's face, he could only see a halo of light on the person's wrist.

...Why is there someone down there in the tunnel?

His thoughts were like a mess and he couldn't think too much anymore. He stretched out his hand and stretched out towards that person.

"I... I am the son of the elder. I am familiar with the route of the First Tribe. It is a natural disaster period and the First Tribe is blocked, but I can take you there. I have secret guards and I also know the soul stones of my parents.

Where to hide..." he said.

He didn't know who this person was, or whether he wanted to go to the First Tribe.

But he was just trying to show his value as much as possible before dying. If the person in front of him really had the tools to suppress the curse, maybe he could be saved.

At this time, that person really stopped.

He seemed to be saved.

…

When the little boy woke up, he found that he was lying on the floor and there was a smell of blood around him.

He got up in a daze and found that the black line on his arm had disappeared. That person really helped him suppress the curse.

He discovered that there was a blood-colored magic circle on the ground, and the smell of blood came from it.

"Fortunately, you woke up quickly enough." He heard a voice behind him.

He turned around and saw Su Ming'an sitting on the bed.

"You saved me." he said.

Su Mingan nodded.

Just now, at the moment when the young boy asked him for help, he heard about the new main mission.

…

["The Day the Flowers Bloom·3": Save Feng Qiqi and his sister.]

[Task description: Follow Feng Qiqi and save his sister, ]

[Task reward: 20% of perfect clearance progress, 100 points]

…

The mission description is very simple, but the rewards are generous. His perfect progress is still stuck at 15%, and adding 20% ​​will help him advance further.

Moreover, by following the main mission, he will definitely not deviate from the plot line. Since the system has sent him this mission, as long as he completes it, Sibor should not die.

To be safe, Su Mingan put on Wang Han's human skin mask and changed his face.

Before the young boy woke up, in addition to using the tools to suppress the curse, he also had an idea and took out the quill he obtained in the fifth world.

…

[Queen's Quill (Red Level): In the dungeon world, you can use it to draw the talent bloodline awakening magic circle. 】

…

He has never used this prop, because neither Baisha Paradise nor Praia has special needs for people to change their qualifications. Baisha Paradise does not need it, and Praia has the law of reciprocity.

But now, this thing has an effect. He just threw the unconscious young boy into the magic circle and experimented with it. He didn't know what the effect was.

He looked at the taskbar and found that the young boy in front of him suddenly knelt down.

"...Are you Lord Baishen?" the young boy said with a trembling voice.

"Huh?" Su Mingan was slightly stunned.

"Our qualifications come from the curse on us, which cannot be changed artificially..." The young boy said excitedly: "Only, only the omnipotent gods can change the qualifications! You are Lord Baishen, right?"

Su Mingan looked over her shoulder subconsciously.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that the raven on his shoulder was missing. It was too dark in the tunnel just now, and it had almost no weight. He didn't know when it left.

"You are Lord Baishen, right?" The young boy raised his head, his eyes shining like stars: "Can I ask you something?"

"What?" Su Mingan asked directly.

"As long as you personally say that the succession ceremony in a few days does not require children to be thrown into the lava to worship the gods, it will be fine." He said: "You don't need this backward ceremony, right? I want to ask you to save us.

...Otherwise, one of my sister and I will be thrown into the lava and burned to death in the next few days..."

Su Ming'an discovered that this child's mind works very fast. Unlike those pedantic Qiongdi people, when he met the being who might be the Baishen, his first reaction was not to kneel down and kowtow in gratitude, but to want the Baishen to

Save his sister.

"It's a pity that I am not a god." Su Mingan said.

His method of changing qualifications can only fool children. The elders of the first tribe will definitely be able to tell that he is not a Baishen. He cannot pretend to be a Baishen by just relying on this method.

"Really..." The young boy was a little disappointed.

He found the soul stone hidden by his parents, picked up the cloak that his mother had just sewn next to him, and put it on himself.

"It's a natural disaster period now, and the First Tribe is blocked." He said, "But I know a trail. You want to go to the First Tribe, right?"

"Okay." Su Mingan thought of his mission: "I can help you and save your sister."

"Really?" Feng Qiqi's little face turned red with excitement: "Then...can I gather some partners first? I want to save my parents, but the two of us alone are not enough."

"How long do you need it?"

"It only takes ten minutes, they live nearby." Feng Qiqi said.

...just ten minutes?

Su Mingan was a little confused. What kind of heavenly soldiers and generals were they trying to summon? They could gather them so quickly?

However, there is strength in numbers. If more people go to the First Tribe to stir things up and muddy the water, it will be more convenient for him to go to see Sibor.

In order to prevent this child from playing tricks, Su Mingan followed him all the way.

He wanted to see what kind of powerful people Feng Qiqi wanted to summon, and how brave he was to break into the heavily defended First Tribe to save people.

Are they the helpers left here by his parents? Or the guards who are loyal to their family? Or... other tribal elders who also want to rebel?

ten minutes later.

Su Mingan saw an army of children.

They were noisy, one after another, crowded together like black beans.

Su Mingan looked down at the whirlpools of these children and felt a headache.

"Everyone, stand still! Don't crowd! Don't make noise! ​​We are going to save people!" Feng Qiqi stood at the front of the queue like a child king.

With his eyes widened and his mouth puffed out, he looked quite majestic. Under his command, the group of little ones became quiet.

In Qiongdi, children are very sensible.

In fact, under normal circumstances, the more difficult people's living conditions are, the more sensible young children will become, because those who are ignorant will die.

"What are you..." Su Mingan looked at these children speechlessly.

Including Feng Qiqi himself, there are a total of seven children here.

"It's okay. They are all orphans. My parents have raised them until now." Feng Qiqi said, "We have our plan, so let's go quickly."

As he spoke, he led a group of children into the tunnel in a mighty manner, like a kindergarten driving a small train.

Su Mingan didn't stop him and followed them.

This group of children seemed to be noisy, but they moved very quietly. They all held edged weapons in their hands, and I wonder if they had the consciousness to have their blades stained with blood.

"Are you a foreigner?" As they walked, Feng Qiqi walked in front of him.

"Yeah." Su Mingan said.
To be continued...