At this time, Chu Jiang's side is lively, but Li Mingyan's side is cold, maybe this is the power of time, it can allow people to gain something as the years go by, and it can also make them lose something, maybe one of those things is called vitality.

Who is young and not romantic? Wasn't Li Mingyan a genius back then? It can only be said that in the days that followed, they accumulated some things in their life experience, which made them more stable, and at the same time, they also lost the urge to be angry for their red faces.

And Jiang Liyi, who was far away on the other side of the grassland, finally stepped into the territory of the nomads at this moment. As soon as he entered the tribe, the surrounding guards shouted: "Welcome back the Holy Maiden!" Jiang Liyi replied expressionlessly, extremely indifferent, but the soldiers standing guard did not have any unusual expressions, because the nomads are like this, the hierarchy is stricter than that of the people of the four major countries, and the subordinates are completely subordinate to the superiors, just like a machine with a strict system.

Jiang Liyi raised her vigilance, such a tribe, the leader must be very powerful.

Jiang Liyi walked slowly on the road, because the injuries on her body were really a bit serious, even after such a long time of treatment, she could not see it from the outside, in fact, the inside had already been slashed by the divine thunder, this is the power of the divine thunder curse, while hurting the outside of others, it will also penetrate into the enemy's body and destroy. This is thunder, one of the most feared forces of people, in the face of thunder, all evil will have nothing to hide.

Suddenly, a person greeted him, ran to Jiang Liyi, bowed, and said, "Holy Maiden, the high priest has something to look for you, you should go to him quickly." After speaking, no matter what Jiang Liyi's reaction was, she went straight back, Jiang Liyi's beautiful eyes stared at the direction of the person's departure, and there seemed to be a sharp flash in the depths of her eyes.

For example, the person just now is the cronies of the high priest, and there are no more than ten nomads in the whole nomad, but no one knows the exact number, because the cronies will change the technique, and no one can tell whether the last time and the one who appeared this time are not a person.

Jiang Liyi took a deep look and walked towards the place where the high priest was, it was a dark and damp altar, it was originally open-air, but now it was covered, and it would only be open during the annual sacrifice to the sky, Jiang Liyi saw the high priest in this place.

Jiang Liyi thought to herself, the high priest still looked so strange.

In fact, the high priest is indeed very strange, first of all, his face, everyone will feel very kind when they look at it, but it seems to be shrouded in a fog, and they can't see it clearly. The second is behavior, and the nomads can't understand what he does, but they know one thing, and that is that the high priest will not do anything that is sorry for the nomads.

Jiang Liyi has been raised by the high priest since she was a child, and she doesn't know who her parents are, just like she doesn't know what the high priest really thinks in his heart.

"Xiaoyi, you're back, how about going out this time?" The high priest looked at Jiang Liyi, Jiang Liyi showed a wry smile, and said slowly, "The people who went out with me are all dead, and I am the only one who comes back." ”

The high priest's face showed a look of surprise, "Are they all dead, and the enemy army is so strong?" Jiang Liyi immediately lowered her head when she heard this, "Actually, we were all defeated by a gang, and they were only ...... Only a few people. The High Priest bowed his head slightly, and no one could read the expression on his face. It's just that when he raised his head for a while, he had calmed down, and said to Jiang Liyi with a kind face: "It's okay, just come back, the brave men of those tribes won't die in vain! ”

Jiang Liyi was about to say something, but the high priest had already turned around and left, so Jiang Liyi had no choice but to leave. Thinking back to what happened just now, in addition to still not seeing the high priest's face clearly in the real sense, Jiang Liyi felt that there was something wrong...... Finally, she found out. "The High Priest seems to have left in a hurry, why is that?"

Curious, she walked back to the altar, looking at this place that she had never checked properly, Jiang Liyi suddenly decided to hide her breath, and then she sneaked in.

As soon as she entered the altar, there was a statue standing inside, this statue she had never seen before, with a green face and fangs, exuding an evil aura all over her body, but she suddenly found that this statue had a familiar feeling, and after thinking about it carefully, she found that she couldn't see the face of this statue clearly!

Jiang Liyi's whole body suddenly became cold, and at this time she wanted to leave this place very much. At this time, she heard a scream coming from the depths of this altar, although she was very scared, but in the end Jiang Liyi decided to go down and have a look, and then he saw a picture that he would never forget.

The high priest was covered in blood against a woman's body, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I can't blame me, who let you just be sent over, it just so happens that this formation is still a little imperfect, isn't this the will of heaven? After this formation is completed, what kind of storm can the Emperor of the Southern Jiang Kingdom stir up?"

Jiang Liyi was shocked when she heard this, it turned out that this was the purpose of the high priest, was this his most primitive face? She suddenly felt a sense of sadness, this may be the reason why she was respected as a saint, after all, she was just making a wedding dress for others, a furnace, but refining a human medicine!

She looked at the corpse on the ground, which had been drained of blood, but she could still see that it was Xuanyuan Wanrong, who had ended up like this after a country! She couldn't care about feeling sad for her, because she knew that this might be her end. What is the purpose of a lifetime of cultivation? Who in this world is not a chess piece, and when will true freedom be realized? A saint of a clan, after a country, will inevitably become a plaything in the hands of others after all, and then she will still cultivate a fart!

Thinking like this, her originally hidden aura actually fluctuated, and she immediately restrained her breath, but it still attracted the attention of the high priest.

"Who?—stand up!" roared the High Priest. Jiang Liyi held her breath and stared, motionless, allowing herself to disappear completely. The high priest seemed to feel something, and then walked towards Jiang Liyi. Three feet, two feet, one foot!

It's just that when he arrived at this place, he turned around and walked towards Xuanyuan Wanrong's corpse, Jiang Liyi suddenly wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but she still held back.