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What the hell is a sacrifice? Now I am completely dizzy by what he said, who is the saint he is talking about? Could it be the same person who created this imposter in front of me?

And by the sacrifice, does it mean that we all gather around this place and watch the life of a son disappear in front of us?

What's more, the people who manipulated that body were actually a few soldiers in military armor. It's ridiculous!

Thinking of this, a nameless anger rose from my chest!

I probably used my subtle spiritual power to probe into the son who was still being tossed in the middle.

The feedback back was only a tiny breath, and it seemed that even if the Great Luo Immortal was alive, he had no way to return to the sky.

It was because of this incident that happened in front of me that the anger that had already surged became more and more surging.

Originally, I could have seen injustice and drawn a sword to help, but because I blindly believed that there was still a trace of humanity in this general's mansion, I thought that they called these soldiers and so many servants here to gather everyone's strength to help this son.

But I really didn't expect that if it was according to the sacrifice that this little man said, then the mastermind behind the scenes, he would treat everyone here as a formation eye method, and then lure a few soldiers, the worker who was already injured and had no power to fight back, into the center of the formation.

This one has the blood of princes and nobles. to urge the entire circle to achieve a cohesive person and purpose, so as to provide the holy woman they said in their mouths with the power to go to the sun.

It's simply an extremely appalling evil method!

It is really difficult to dispel the anger of the people by doing such a thing against the sky and not being destroyed by the heavens and the earth!

Nowadays, the entire General's Mansion is shrouded in the bright sun in late autumn, and a few birds and birds chasing each other occasionally fly over the large square courtyard.

Just suddenly, it disappeared into the sky again.

It stands to reason that this matter has passed no less than half a pillar of incense since the time we came, no matter how complicated the magic circle is.

I guess I've been urged, but why don't I have any spiritual sense?

I thought it was strange at the moment, but the next moment I was relieved, because I saw that in the center of that formation, several soldiers were supporting the body of the boy who was already unconscious.

At this moment, his original snow-white robe had been stained with blood gushing out of his body, and it was difficult to identify the color of the clothes he was wearing just by looking at it from here.

Seeing a living life disappear in front of me like this, it was clear that the opportunity to rescue him was in front of me, but I thought that there was still a trace of humanity in this general's mansion.

I thought they had brought us together in such a hurry to discuss countermeasures to save and help this son, rather than to gather us together to complete his so-called ritual of sacrificing to the Holy Maiden!

Thinking of this, I'm the only one with this group of people. There was still a trace of this, and the pity suddenly dissipated, and all the people who watched here coldly were just a knife they used to kill this son.

If you think like this, then the purpose of summoning all the dignitaries, sons of the family and so many people from the rivers and lakes to come to this general's mansion for a banquet is also manifested.

This is also why when he came out before, everyone's eyes did not dare to look at it directly, and they still looked at the table in front of them so carefully.

Even a small servant in the General's Mansion was able to speak to a guest with such contempt.

I began to think of what the housekeeper at the dinner table looked like when I was talking to another son.

In my head. Suddenly changed a face, extremely fast, strange and familiar, like a thunderclap, hitting my heart.

This is the one in my head. Why is your frightened and trembling son the same as the one in the center of this formation who is now unconscious, and even has no skills to recover, and the face on the body is exactly the same.

All of a sudden, the anger that poured in from all directions had pushed me to the point where I couldn't think.

What kind of grudge and grudge will make you seize the handle and bully you to such a point? The atmosphere of these disciples of the family is extremely wrong from the moment they enter, could it be that they have long known that this kind of result will happen, but they still dare not resist?

As soon as I came in, I started. I'm because. I accidentally squirted a mouthful of water out. They pushed them into the small dark room under the pretext of changing clothes.

And that son, just a little mistake, but the end is much more tragic than mine.

Unexpectedly, before the time for this half pillar of incense arrived, he had already died!

Also, now it's just one of his sons who was stabbed to death in this place, so where are so many other people now?

And it would have been a fluke that I could still be standing in this place, if my current body had been what he had been, rather than being possessed and used by me.

I guess I was caught in a small black room. Always have the ability to practice horizontally. It should also be swallowed up by the resentment of the heavy oppressors and the fear shrouded in black!

Is it true that the heavens have no eyes to torture people with such torture in broad daylight? When did the Heavenly Dao become so dull that even such a place that hurts the heavens and reasoned can still stay here!

Or was this originally a test for our Netherworld? First Lord Bai and Lord Night, and then me, in fact, all of this seems to be just a calamity in the Three Realms.

But I always felt that this matter was not so simple, and all his spearheads seemed to be directed at the underworld.

I was suddenly frightened by this inexplicable idea of my own, and people thought of using magic to push the spell and contact the night to discuss countermeasures.

Before I could cast the spell, the ground under my feet had already begun to tremble slightly.

Could it be that this spell has been activated, the sacrifice is about to begin, and the holy woman in their mouth should also appear.

"Hey, brother, I want to ask, I was standing behind when I carried out this magic circle before, I don't know if you have seen the true appearance of the saint?"

I pretended to be curious.

But it was precisely because of my words that the little man who had been kind to me just now suddenly changed his face.

He was about my size, and he looked at me impatiently, but I didn't expect him to suddenly reach out and slap me.

I was directly stunned by his slap, my leopard tail has been mixed from the beginning of the Netherworld to the present, except for the white person who can beat me, no one dares to do anything to me!

His sudden slap really taught me how to be a man!

It was a dull ache that was real, and it didn't ease my mind for a moment, and the hot sensation spread from the left side of my face.

I didn't expect to be so exciting. I was only resurrected for a while, but I didn't expect that the experience could be so rich.