The nine-headed spirit raised his hand, and his eyes glanced at the Dragon Prince casually: "Give them back!"

The Xuanjia people below were still not happy, and said, "Great Immortal, this is ......"

"Huh?" The nine-headed spirit squinted at him, causing the people to shrink their necks in fright: "Listen to you or to me?"

This kind of unangry and self-authoritative momentum was enough to scare them into not daring to say much, and obediently returned the Dragon Prince to the swordsman. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The nine-headed spirit carefully analyzed the situation for these hard-won Xuanjia people: "They are all dying people, and it is useless to stay here except to waste rations." The waste is still left to them to take good care of. ”

"You!" the swordsman pointed at the nine-headed spirit, unable to say a word for a long time.

Thinking that it was a great achievement, the nine-headed spirit summoned some Xuanjia people at random and invited these "guests" away.

Ever since the mission failed, the nine-headed spirit has often had blood and energy surging in its body, and its heart is always beating incessantly. He knew that this was the evil god Chi You's way to control him, and with his ability, his dissatisfaction was true, but due to the limitations of his mana, he could only work harder for him.

However, even the nine-headed spirit itself did not realize that it was all the beginning of centrifugation.

He bought people's hearts, found these dissatisfied and resentful people, tempted them, and made them die to build shrines for him.

He didn't reveal the true usage of this ancestral hall to any Xuanjia people, not even the bald head.

They only knew that as long as they sincerely offered to the Great Immortals and offered those young and middle-aged Yuanyang on time, when the Great Immortals were completed, those who once looked down on them would be completely trampled under their feet and would never be able to turn over.

This evil breath in their hearts is more important than anything in their eyes, even if it is the life of the entire human race that is sacrificed for this.

The formation under the ancestral hall was taught by Chi You to the nine-headed spirit, and the sacrifice was made every day by Yuanyang, and when the time was ripe, it could break the dragon veins of Chang'an City for thousands of years.

This move is extremely ruthless, Chi You didn't say when this formation was formed, maybe he wanted to hide it! The nine-headed spirit thought so, anyway, the emperor was far away, and if he secretly moved his hands and feet, the evil god would not be able to find out. Therefore, he hid from Chiyou and molded his golden body in the ancestral hall.

This kind of earth-shattering aura formation, maybe let him suck in a little, and it can also relieve the pain!

The Bone Elf and the Swordsman didn't know what Chiyou and the Nine-Headed Spirit were up to. The two of them are anxious enough for the Dragon Prince here.

"Swordsman, why don't you speak?" The bone elf stared at the swordsman, and he inexplicably made himself a little flustered.

Actually, things haven't developed to the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, there will always be a way.

"I, I think ......" The bone elf's brain seemed to go blank for a moment, and she didn't know what to say.

The swordsman suddenly straightened up from the chair he was sitting on, and looked deeply at the bone elf, as if he was going to use all his life's strength to imprint this face into his mind: "Bone, you must not die. ”

There was a hint of a smile on the bone elf's lips, faint, but it was covered with an indescribable layer of relief. She doesn't seem to have laughed so unscrupulously for a long time, she has the trouble of life experience in the past, and then she has the restraint of her soul, it turns out that only when she is dying, is it the moment to really let go?

She spit out a sentence softly, and the swordsman heard for the first time the powerlessness when she said this: "I can't die, who is the one who died, is it free?"

She didn't want to see the swordsman embarrassed, whether it was Xiaoyaosheng or the Dragon Prince, they were all his brothers!

Five hundred years and five hundred years, generation after generation, I don't know how much sincerity there is in the former sea oath alliance......

The swordsman bit his lip, this is really a dilemma. He turned his head out of the window, stunned, and said after a while: "In any case, the one who died will definitely not be you." ”

"Really?" muttered the bone elf in an inaudible tone. Then he raised his voice: "Borrow your auspicious words!"

"You have a good rest!" the swordsman went out and gently closed the door.

What made her have a good rest, it was obvious that he had no master of the six gods, and his heart was in turmoil, which was just an excuse.

The bone elf shook his head, picked up a small mirror, and tried his best to smile: "Very good." ”

"Do you believe in fate?" someone once asked her.

She also replied with great confidence: "Life is determined by man, what is there to believe or not!"

What I said in the past is still vivid in my memory. However, the bone elf ironically discovered that what could be said in the past turned out to be so vulnerable in the face of reality.

"Do you believe in your fate?" the bone elf asked rhetorically, looking at himself in the mirror.

Not surprisingly, the mirror was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and could no longer stir up any ripples, only the face in the mirror looked a little far-fetched.

Suddenly, she clenched her fists, clenched the mirror tightly in the palm of her hand, and believed in fate?

"I've got to figure out how to do both. "The bone elves abandon the loss and sit back and die, there is no way out.

She opened the door and let the blinding and domineering sunlight pour in, until her face was hot and hot, and then slowly walked out of the door and walked towards the shade of the courtyard.

Since she wanted to save the Dragon Prince, she had to sacrifice a person who had reached the Destiny of Heaven who had reached the realm of Ascension, and this person could only be Xiaoyaosheng or herself. However, not only for his own selfishness, but also for the sake of being qualified to fight to the death with Chiyou in the future.

Such an unfair trade should never be tolerated. The only breakthrough could be in the Hydra?

"There it is!" the bone elf stomped his foot, thinking about it.

This method is a risky move, and the probability of failure is far greater than the probability of success, but now it can only be gambled. Let's hope she's right with the chips.

"Swordsman, swordsman!" the bone elf slammed on the swordsman's door outside the door.

Seven days can not be delayed, we must hurry.

The swordsman opened the door and faced the girl with a bright smile, but he lost any interest and smiled bitterly: "The heart of the bone is really big!"

Is it so big that he can put life and death out of the equation? I'm sorry, he can't.

"What!" the bone elf looked at him, crying and laughing, "I was trying to tell you that I might have a way." ”

She didn't plan to finish it in one breath, this thing can't be done by one person, and it's useless to have her here to get excited.

Sure enough, the swordsman's deep eyes that had fallen silent suddenly flashed, and he grabbed the wrist of the bone elf: "You say, what is it?"

As long as he could save her life, he could do anything.

"Ahem!" the bone elf was a little embarrassed, "you let go of my hand first." ”

Although the memories of the previous life have been restored, how to deal with this life is another matter.