"In the past, the peaceful linglu tribe was covered with blood everywhere, and all the tribe members were corpses everywhere. The blood dyed the peach blossom forest red and dyed the land under my feet red. There seemed to be still fighting and howlings before the tribe members died in the wind."

"The ground was full of wreckage, countless corpses and blood flowed into a river. They lay on the cold ground, motionless, and still maintained their miserable appearance when they died."

"My neighbors, my good friends, and those tribes who care about me and protect me have not been killed by those who have broken into the outside world for a lifetime."

"In a blink of an eye, I was the only one left in the entire Linglu clan."

Baicao stood in the darkness, describing the tragic situation at that time word by word.

Qian Baobao couldn't help crying, and the entire cave seemed to be filled with blood.

Qian Baobao reached out to wipe off the corners of his eyes and shed tears.

"Later, I dug out pits in the peach blossom forest and dragged the bodies of all the tribes into the pits one by one. I held a funeral for them alone."

"I still remember that there was a strong wind that day, and it rained heavily. The rain washed the ground. The blood on the ground flowed everywhere with the rain and flowed into the river. The blood dyed the rain red and the clear and sweet river red."

"At this moment, all the peach blossoms in the Peach Blossom Forest fell, and countless bright red petals drifted in the valley with the wind. The entire valley was covered with layers of bright red petals, and the green grass and woods turned into bright red colors. Just like the small river stained with blood, looking around, the entire valley turned into bright red colors."

Although Qian Baobao had never seen the scene described by Baicao, from his description, Qian Baobao could deeply feel the shock at that time.

She stood there, not daring to say a word.

She felt that Baicao had not finished speaking yet, so she had to wait for Baicao to finish speaking.

Baicao said, "Later, I was attacked by two orcs who had not left yet. I had just buried all my tribe members. I was very tired and had no strength to fight with them. I ran away desperately, but they still broke one of my horns."

"I endured the pain that was so piercing, ran away desperately, and finally successfully got rid of their attacks and tracking. At this time, I had already arrived in a dark cave."

"My head is bleeding and painful. I feel like I am about to die. My consciousness gradually blurred, and my spirit gradually dissipated. At this moment, I suddenly heard someone asking me if you are willing to die like this. Don't you want to avenge your tribe members? Don't you want to avenge yourself? Are you willing to let go of the humiliation you and your tribe members?

"I didn't even have the strength to speak at that time. I could only use my consciousness to tell the voice I didn't want it, I was unwilling, I was unwilling, I was unwilling."

"The voice seemed to hear what I said with my mind. He then asked me if you are willing to sacrifice your soul to the Demon God, you will continue your life and gain power so that you can avenge your tribesmen. So I hurriedly nodded and agreed. I am willing to sacrifice, as long as I can live, as long as I have the opportunity to avenge my tribesmen, as long as I can make those bad people who are more terrible than the demons, I am willing to pay any price."
Chapter completed!