Sen Qiang's whole person is not well, but the result of Tian Ting is presented in front of him, and he can't help but believe it.

"Yue Sacrifice, is this really my way forward? Could it be Yulian's fault, she influenced me!"

Rongyue smiled: "I had a hunch just now that I can still listen to it today. If Yulian wants to, of course you can. Although she treats me very badly, I am a generous person."

To be able to expend effort and divine power to listen to the person who robbed her husband, the moon sacrifice is really magnanimous! Everyone exclaimed.

But Yulian didn't want to!

"I don't want to marry Sen Qiang! It must be him, there must be something wrong with him, even if I test me for a while, it will still be a big murderer!" She cried and said, "Then he will blame me in turn for implicated him, and he will Bully me and despise me!"

Sen Qiang's face darkened: "I think it's basically your problem, you originally wanted to marry that Tianyang from your tribe, but he was poisoned and would not live long, so he married me instead, and I detected the murder again! I haven't asked your father to break off the marriage, yet you are going to scold me?"

The two parties quarreled with each other, and the movements became bigger and bigger. Sen Qiang couldn't even make a move against Yu, and in a rage, he grabbed the little girl Gochen by the hair and shouted: "It must be that she is not clean! It only affects the results of the divination!"

"enough!"

A strong wind passed, Sen Qiang's arm was numb, and the little girl had been snatched away. He turned his head angrily, but it was the Tian Yang who was no longer meddling in his own business.

Tian Yang put the little girl who was about to cry on the ground and watched her run away from sight. Then he put his hand on Rong Yue's shoulder and took two cautious steps back.

Rong Yue knew the severity, her face was cold, and she didn't make a sound.

Until this time, the leader and the tribe's sacrifice to Xue Qi were long overdue.

The crowd made a way for them.

Xue Qi was a kind grandmother, she took the lead and waved to Rongyue.

"Yue, you can finally use the sky to listen. God is proud of you."

Rong Yue did not go past, only bowed slightly.

Seeing this, Xue Qi sighed, then turned to Sen Qiang and Yu Lian.

With the leader here, Sen Qiang no longer dared to do anything. He belongs to a powerful tribe, but no matter how powerful the tribe is, he is weak at this moment.

Xue Qi asked him if he wanted to do Tian Ting again, she could not get paid. But Sen Qiang has been severely hit and no longer has the confidence to do it a second time.

Yulian is even more afraid to make trouble. She has been willful for her marriage several times. When it comes to an end, it will affect the relationship between the two tribes. The leader's father will never allow it.

In the end, Yulian still had to be taken away by Sen Qiang, and decided to set off for the Sentie tribe early the next morning.

On the other side, Rong Yue and Tian Yang quietly left without waiting for the festival to end. When the crowd gathered around Sen Qiang and Yulian to watch the excitement, Tian Yang also took a small bag of mange that didn't have time to cook.

Seeing Rong Yue looking at him, Tian Yang grinned: "Just take a little, I can't starve you."

Tianyang's body is really not very good, not long after he went back, the heat came up again.

Although Rong Yue couldn't see it without touching it, when Tian Yang coughed occasionally, there was always an ominous sound in his chest.

Others judged it well. If Rong Yue hadn't come, he would have died soon. Presumably he knew it himself.

But from him, Rong Yue could not see the slightest bit of self-defeating depression.

This is a man with a very strong will.

Rong Yue ate half a bowl of the goo he cooked with his own hands, forced the other party to drink the rest, looked around the unobstructed stone hut, and asked, "Are there any wooden sticks here?"

Tian Yang suffocated Mufu and asked with a smile, "Wooden sticks? Does Yue want wooden sticks to fight? Can you fight?"

After saying that, he glanced down and saw that the area was probably Rong Yue's waist.

"..." Rong Yue: What's going on? Can this savage be serious!

The fire he hasn't made in eight hundred years will be picked up: "Tell me if there is."

Seeing him unhappy, Tian Yang said sternly: "I mostly use bone tools, but I don't have any at home now. But if you want a wooden stick, I can go out and break one for you right now."

It was already dark, and there were many dangers outside the primitive tribe. Tianyang's strength is now declining, and if he encounters danger, he will put the cart before the horse.

It seems that the staff can only be sharpened tomorrow.

Thinking of this Rong Yue is a little depressing. Although he is only level 1 and cannot use Holy Prayer, the initial skill [Holy Light] can still be released.

This skill can be attacked or defended, hitting the enemy is an attack, and giving oneself is a treatment.

Originally, he wanted to try it against Tianyang during the day, but who knew that when his mind moved, the skills could not be released, and he was prompted to equip the weapon "staff" or "scepter".

There is no magic here, where did the staff come from, he can only hope that he can fool himself by cutting a wooden stick...

Fortunately, his divine power is still there, and it can be released even if he is forced to release it. Although it has no specific use, it can form a small force field.

During the day, he relies on this to do fake listening. After all, he can't really listen, and this body doesn't have this talent.

That Senqiang actually believed it!

Seeing him in a trance, Tian Yang asked again, "Then I went out to break it?" He stood up as he spoke.

Rong Yue returned to her senses, grabbed the hem of his animal skin, and almost pulled it off: "Forget it today, let's sleep!"

After finishing speaking, he noticed something was wrong, and he gritted his teeth and corrected: "Go to sleep, the sleepy kind of sleep."

Tian Yang was stunned for a moment, laughed loudly, suppressed Rong Yue's protest, and rolled him onto the stone bed covered with hay.

Rong Yue was not used to such poor conditions, nor was she used to being embraced by others, so she fell asleep.

He was awakened by a slight tremor.

He was being held in Tianyang's arms, and the other party's condition worsened again, his body was hot, his breathing was heavy, and his face was flushed unhealthy.

In a few seconds of stunned, the vibration suddenly intensified, and before Rong Yue could react, the top of her head began to fall down!