Chapter 754: The Story of Our Ancestors

Zhao Yin's eyes turned cold and he was about to step forward, but his legs felt weak for a while.

Immediately afterwards, Xiaoying was kicked over by Ah Shan, and Awan was slapped on the face and fell to the side.

In the basket behind the two of them, wild vegetables were scattered all over the floor.

Ah Hai was not here, Xiaoying was much stronger than expected, and she didn't even cry.

She was as nimble as a little black monkey, crawling over to protect her sister behind her.

"Uncle Ah Shan, if you dare to hurt us, Abba will not let you go!"

"Hey……!"

Ah Shan sneered: "One is blind, the other is a child, and the other is a disabled fool. I feel you all at once. How can Ah Hai know who did it?"

"So what if he knows? If he can't produce evidence, what can he do to me?"

Xiaoying's body trembled even more violently, and she turned around and shouted to Zhao Yin: "Ayin, run quickly, go to the tribe and call someone...!"

The little Loli doesn't want to leave her sister behind no matter what.

"Don't be afraid!" Zhao Yin said calmly.

He didn't turn around and run for his life as he imagined, but actually walked towards Xiaoying and Awan.

Awan's face turned pale: "Ayin, this is the grudge between Dad and Uncle Ahshan. It has nothing to do with you. Let's go!"

Zhao Yin was moved in his heart. At this moment, he realized that the two frail girls in front of him really regarded him as family.

"Time and Space!"

Zhao Yin thought silently in his heart, and the next moment, a humanoid shadow walked out from his shadow.

Except for Zhao Yin, no one can discover her existence.

"Dear Master, as you wish!"

The time and space clone bowed to Zhao Yin.

"None of you can leave!" Ahan smiled ferociously, raised his ax and struck Xiaoying in front of Awan.

"Idiot Ayin, you can only tell Abba if you come back alive!"

Xiaoying also knew that she was too young to resist, and looked at Zhao Yin in despair.

Zhao Yin's footsteps were still slow and slow, with a hint of weakness.

Awan's face was also full of fear and despair. Although she couldn't see it, she could hear the sound of the ax blade cutting through the air.

It was her sister Xiaoying who was slashed...

However, just as the two sisters were frightened, Ah Shan's face looked ferocious, and there seemed to be an invisible wave in the air.

It was a space blade that ordinary people couldn't see.

It crossed the void, like a leaf, flying gently without any sound...

In Xiaoying's eyes, she only saw a line of blood suddenly appearing on Ashan's neck.

Immediately afterwards, blood gushed out. Ah Shan's eyes widened in shock and he wanted to speak, but his head rolled down from his neck...

The bright red blood, like a fountain, rose up into the sky along the headless neck, surging in all directions.

Falling on Awan's fair skin, it was like a little wintersweet blooming in the snow, terrifying and beautiful.

Ashan's body fell softly, his blood still flowing gurglingly. The head rolled far away and hit a tree root. This time it stopped.

Awan and Xiaoying were both stunned. Even though Awan couldn't see it, she knew what happened.

It was the first time for both sisters to witness a murder.

Their faces were all pale, and panic spread all over their bodies.

"It's okay!"

Xiaoying only felt a big warm hand covering the top of her head and rubbing it gently.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yin took Awan's weak, boneless hand and pulled her up from the ground.

"Ayin...what happened, Uncle Ahshan...!" Awan's voice was still trembling.

Zhao Yin didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

In the situation just now, he could only kill someone.

He was already prepared. After his strength was exposed, he would leave the tribe immediately.

There is still a lot of food in the space bracelet. He can find a place to stay and hide for ten days and a half to regain his strength.

With his equipment, as long as he doesn't encounter an SSS-level zombie demon, there shouldn't be any big problems.

What's more, Ahai and Xiaoying have always hoped that he and Awan would hold a wedding. Now that they can take action, it is time to leave.

But just when Zhao Yin was about to tell the truth and show off his cards to Awan.

Xiaoying on the side suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed her head.

"Thank you, ancestors, for your life-saving grace!"

Zhao Yin was stunned for a moment, when did he become her ancestor.

Zhao Yin soon realized that the humans in the Sunset Tribe did not believe in gods, but they believed that their ancestors would manifest their spirits.

Awan, like Xiaoying, seemed to have thought of something, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed together.

Zhao Yin looked helplessly and did not explain anymore.

After the two sisters bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, they put away the basket. Xiaoying took Zhao Yin's wrist and walked quickly out of the forest.

To them, the headless body was too revealing.

"Idiot Ayin, why don't you kowtow and thank your ancestors. Although you were not born in the tribe, your ancestors also saved your life!"

Xiaoying complained all the way: "What a fool, even the ancestors can't thank you, huh!"

"It's time to thank you." Zhao Yin could only respond perfunctorily.

Unknowingly, after this disaster, Zhao Yin changed from 'A Yin's brother-in-law' to 'idiot A Yin' in Xiaoying's mouth!

Many times, Zhao Yin seemed dull when faced with Xiaoying's brain circuit.

"Idiot Ayin, do you know that when my grandpa was still alive, he would often hide under the covers in the middle of the night and tell me and my sister stories about our ancestors!"

Xiaoying said minding her own business.

Zhao Yin didn't pay attention and just nodded perfunctorily.

Xiaoying continued: "Grandpa said that the Lord of the Corpse Demon Tribe, a long, long time ago...!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yin felt as if he had returned to his childhood, when his uncle and grandfather often told him stories.

It seemed that every old man began his story long, long ago...

"A long, long time ago, the adults of the Corpse Demon Clan were also human!" Xiaoying said in a low voice.

There was no one else in the forest, and Uncle Ahai was not there, so Xiaoying dared to be so bold.

"Grandpa said that the ancestors of the human race were very powerful and were the real masters of this world. All...all the races must bow down to the human race."

"Grandpa also said that even the gods worshipped by the Corpse Demons can only drink the foot washing water of our ancestors."

At first, Zhao Yin didn't care. This story came from a remote and cold small tribe, and from the mouth of an ignorant loli.

But as he listened, Zhao Yin was also fascinated.

"Grandpa said that suddenly one day, the old ancestor disappeared, and the remaining ancestors were bullied by foreign races."

"The ancestors were forced into a desperate situation, and they tried every way to let the human race inherit and reproduce!"

"Grandpa said that there was an ancestor who was not as powerful as the old ancestor, but was the strongest among all the ancestors. He thought of a way, which was to become a corpse demon master."

"They thought that by becoming a corpse demon master, the human race could be revived, but...but those ancestors changed since then...became very scary, and even no longer human!"

"But they did not admit defeat, and even wanted to turn all human beings into corpse demon masters...!"

"Only the most powerful corpse demon master, who is the god worshipped by the corpse demon masters, will not allow everyone in this world to become a corpse demon master."

"So, our human tribe has continued...!"