Fifth Jianhen shook his head. His head was in a mess now, and there seemed to be some sounds buzzing in his mind. But he couldn't hear them clearly.

"You, you, and you, come out!"

Someone began to select the young men in the village and asked them to stand on the other side of the playground. A man pointed at the fifth sword mark:

"You, go over there!"

"Brother..." The young woman hugged the fifth sword mark tightly.

The man looked around the three people, and then sneered: "If you go over, all three of you will live. If you don't go over, you will all die."

The fifth sword mark didn't seem to hear the man's voice. His head was still buzzing, as if someone was shouting something to him again, and more than one person was shouting. Seeing that the fifth sword mark didn't move, the man

One of her hands grasped the handle of the knife. The old woman suddenly opened her mouth and cursed at the fifth sword mark:

"If you don't get over here, are you going to watch our mother and daughter die?" She pulled the young woman away and pushed the fifth sword mark with her hand:

"You still haven't passed!"

The fifth sword mark walked over in a daze and stood there in a daze.

Soon, the young and strong villagers were gathered together. The leader of the demonic monk stood there, looking at the people at the fifth sword mark, and said loudly:

"I know you are hungry and cold, and you have dug up all the grass roots around the village, right? How long can you survive like this?

Five days?

Or ten days?

Now I’ll give you a chance to eat!”

He raised his hand and pointed toward the east: "Over there, three hundred miles away, is the Lin family. Do you all know what kind of place the Lin family is?

That's a family, and they have a lot of food. As long as we rob the Lin family, we can all have enough to eat. And it's not just a meal.

I know what you are thinking, the Lin family is a cultivating family, and the patriarch of the family is a golden elixir.

but!

Brothers and sisters, young and old, your spiritual energy is exhausted now!

It’s exhausted!

They can no longer release the magical passage method, so they are stronger than us. But there are many of us. Either you stay here and starve to death, or you follow me and fight for one to survive."

Everyone was in a commotion, and the people brought by the demonic monk were the first to shout: "Grab! Grab! Grab!"

Then some of the villagers around the fifth sword mark raised their arms and shouted: "Grab! Grab! Grab!"
Chapter completed!