Chapter: 280

Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly saw a group of densely packed figures, about three or four hundred people, under the mountain peak.

Ning Qi was a little curious, how could the dragon tolerate so many people living in his habitat?

After quietly approaching and watching for a long time, Ning Qi's face was full of anger.

In front of three or four hundred people, there were ten children about five or six years old. Their faces were full of tears, crying, and they wanted to rush back to the adult, but they were pushed out by the adult again. Ning Qi noticed that they Between them, they were tied with ropes, like tying piggies!

"Father, mother! Save Niu'er, Niu'er doesn't want to die!"

"Uncle, help me!"

"Woo woo woo~"

Among the crowd, someone shouted something hoarsely at the children, with a look of despair on their faces. They wanted to rush towards the children, but they were blocked by the young and strong men around them.

"Leave my child alone, he's only five years old! He's only five years old!"

A woman was crying loudly, with her hands stretched out to the sky, as if she wanted to grab a child who was also reaching out to her, but there were dozens of people between them.

At this time, an old man with a haggard face, about sixty years old, and with a cultivation base of around three stars Dou Ling, said to the young man beside him with a cold face: "If these guys who don't know good and bad, don't give it to Lord Chi Yan How can we survive? Go and take them away, lest you offend Master Chiyan!"

"Yes! Village chief!"

This group of young and strong grinned and rushed towards the shouting people. With a few punches, the shouting immediately weakened, and then they were all beaten to faint and dragged behind the crowd.

In the eyes of other people, some are angry and dare not speak, some are indifferent, some are at a loss, and more are guilt and joy.

Happily, the one who sacrificed was not his own child, and he could guarantee a carefree life for at least three years.

"I didn't expect the dragon clan here to be so tyrannical, they want people to sacrifice young children for food!"

Ning Qi watched this scene with a cold face.

As far as he knows, the Qin and Tang Empires also paid tribute to the Dragon Clan, but they had no direct contact with them. The tribute was handed over to the Baicao Sect, who communicated with the dragons who ruled that area. There were rumors of killing and cannibalism, but they were not too many.

At least not as rampant as in the mountains and seas, all this is because of the Dragon King!

The Scarlet Flame Dragon hovered in the sky a few times before landing in front of the haggard-faced village chief with a heat wave. After glancing at the young boy who had been sacrificed, it sneered: "Ants, this time How many tributes do you seem to be missing?"

The village head hurriedly said humbly: "Master Chi Yan, there are ten in total, just right."

The Scarlet Flame Dragon snorted coldly: "Who said ten is just right, this year your Huilang Village will give you five more."

The village head was startled and said, "This..."

"Have you forgotten that the old guy from Heifeng Mountain came to eat people in your village a year ago, and it was Ben Long who came forward to drive him away?"

The Red Flame Dragon narrowed his eyes and said.

"Okay, fifteen is fifteen."

The village head nodded, and told the young men around him, "Find five more children."

"yes!"

The crowd panicked immediately, and the villagers with children hugged their children one after another, for fear of being picked away.

After a while, the young and strong picked out five children, and brought them to the Scarlet Flame Dragon amidst their cries and adults' despair.