"High Priest High Priest!"

A shrimp soldier general lose one's head out of fear and moved towards Ao Xiang, holding it in his hand A wooden box that is neither too big nor too small.

He cried out High Priest silently.

"High Priest, the little ones..."

With a bitter expression on his face, he wants to stop talking.

Ao gave him a sideways glance.

The general shrimp soldier trembled and said yes.

"High Priest, the young ones are not doing well."

"Look, can this be saved?"

"Is there any way?"

The general shrimp soldier opened the lid, which filled with blood energy.

High Priest looked up, impatient in his old eyes.

Contemplate for a moment.

High Priest frowned slightly, he looked at the silhouette and said yes.

"Let you catch someone?"

"Just catch it like this?"

The tone is cold, and the cold glow suddenly appears in his eyes.

The general shrimp soldier was shivered all over his body, and quickly put the big wooden box aside, leaned over and knelt on the ground.

He panicked and said yes.

"High Priest, forgive your sins, High Priest, forgive your sins, the little ones know your mistakes."

"High Priest, this, this, can this be saved?"

High Priest watched the situation in the box, his hair fluttering slightly.

Du Xuan and Qingrou stood aside. In fact, Du Xuan had already seen what it was when the box appeared.

It was a body with cheeks and head gnawed in half.

Qing Rou still didn't know why, but she felt a little uncomfortable. When the box was placed on the ground, the lid of the box was opened, and she saw the person in the box.

For an instant, Qingrou raised her hand to cover her lips, her eyes filled with surprise and panic.

No, no.

It seems that I don’t want to believe what I saw in the preface.

She shook her head in an instant.

Ningsang

It is Ningsang

That face can't be wrong.

Qing Rou suddenly felt like a heavy blow, her brain buzzing.

Heart mouth is congested, a kind of unspeakable pain expands.

Even if Xuan is preparing to charge ahead, he is angry and gnashing at Ao Xiang with his teeth!

She howled.

"I'm going to fight with him!"

The voice is stern, but fortunately, it is in Du Xuan's body protection cover.

Du Xuan raised hand and beckoned, a clear light gushing out from his hand, grabbing her.

"It's dead."

Du Xuan can feel it naturally.

There is no breath, and there is no rescue at all.

If he still had a breath, he would be able to pull it back even if he had the Nine Ranks of Condensation Pill.

Qingrou's eyes suddenly burst into two lines of clear tears.

Sorrow, grief, grief and pain, like a knife twisted.

It seems that the whole body has lost half of its strength again, and Qingrou kneels slowly on the ground.

She moved towards Ningshang Jiemu compared to Yu Fei's rank and lack of province

"Ning Umbrellaぁぁぁぁざ圆黄稹ぁぁざ圆黄稹ぁぁぁぁぁぁぁ

"elder sister did not protect you・・・・・wu wu wu ・・・・・"

"elder sister, sorry for the year・・・・・・"

Du Xuan looked down at Qingrou's grief.

"The other one is still alive, in that box. "

Qing Rou raised her head and looked at another sacrifice box in the back.

"Ning Pan! "

Qing Rou cried.

"Venerable! "

Du Xuan nodded.

"Wait. "

With Du Xuan, today this sacrifice must be unfinished.

He looked at Ao Xiang’s indifferent expression, the sacrifice was gone, as if he was not panicked. .

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