At the thought of this, Ye Du felt a rage coming out of her body and stepped out to save the girl.

"Slow down!"

Xuanyuan Xiu's voice sounded in his mind, blocking Ye Dun's action and murmuring: "This girl is a Qingyi ethnic group, now, the whole ethnic group are reveling, to sacrifice her as a sacrifice to the river god, so as to pray for luck in the coming year, which seems absurd in our eyes, but in their eyes, it is extremely sacred."

Hear the words, Ye Dun's body is an inspiration, immediately connected everything.

The river god sacrifice, which has existed for hundreds, even thousands of years...