Chapter 5950: Life and Death Cave 22
Leng Xuan smiled to himself and said no more. After saying goodbye to Ziya, Leng Xuan dashed all the way through the jungle. It didn't take long for him to discover that dozens of Wu people had appeared near the Mongya's stockade. Looking at their fully armed appearance, it seems that they are looking for traces of the Mongolian people. Seeing this, Leng Xuan moved, and with the help of the branches and leaves, he attacked the members of the Wu clan one by one. In less than a minute, the dozens of members of the Wu clan all fell to the ground. However, Leng Xuan did not kill, he was very measured. At most, let those Wu clan people lie in bed for a month without harming their lives. In his opinion, Wu Yang is the real culprit, and the other Wu clansmen are only deceived by him, and they will not die.
After dealt with the Wu people, Leng Xuan continued on his way. After galloping all the way, he soon arrived near the Wu tribe's camp. Compared with yesterday, the Wu clan has comprehensively strengthened their alerts, and almost all young adults are armed. Outside the Wu clan's camp, more than 20 members of the Wu clan were patrolling back and forth with spears and swords. In the middle of the witch camp, a group of women and old people were lining up, as if waiting for something. For Leng Xuan, those patrolling Wu clan guards were nothing but decorations. It didn't take much time for him to successfully infiltrate the interior of the Wu clan. With the help of the shelter of the house, Leng Xuan secretly approached the center of the camp and looked at the women and the elderly. At this time, Wu Yang came out of the wooden house, holding a bamboo tube in his hand, and inside the bamboo tube were dozens of thin bamboo sticks. Approaching the crowd, Wu Yang didn't say a word, just sent the bamboo tubes in his hand to each of them one by one. After the women and old men had drawn lots, he turned to another man. In this way, after four or five minutes, all the bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube were drawn. Looking at the bamboo stick in their hands, everyone in the crowd had different expressions, some nervous, some pale, and some with happy expressions on their faces. Wu Yang stood in front of everyone, looked around a few times, and said, "The person who has drawn the lottery takes a step forward."
As his voice fell, more than a dozen women and old people stepped forward one after another. Wu Yang nodded and sighed softly: "You have ten minutes to say goodbye to your family, go ahead." Hearing his words, some women couldn't help but burst into tears. Seeing this, Leng Xuan's heart suddenly became enlightened. If he guessed correctly, these Wu people should be using lots to decide their own destiny. In other words, whoever wins the lottery will sacrifice himself to the witch god. A signed life and death. Leng Xuan shook his head secretly. Although this method was fair, it was also cruel. Seeing those women and old people returning to their homes one after another, Leng Xuan's mind moved, and his eyes were fixed on Wu Yang. I saw the latter with his hands on his back, and went straight back to his wooden house. When they fought yesterday, Wu Yang's wooden house had been destroyed. But in just one day's work, the Wu clan rebuilt a wooden house. When Wu Yang walked to the door of the room, Leng Xuan noticed that the other party's aloof demeanor instantly subsided, and then walked in respectfully with his hands down.
Seeing this, Leng Xuan can be sure that the injured witch **** must also be in that wooden house. After finding the target, Leng Xuan immediately had a plan in his mind.