The black robe suddenly stood up, and the black hole under the brim of the long cloak revealed two white rays of light, looking down at the nameless on the god sacrifice ground

He looked up at the black robe, with an icy face on his face, a mockery that had not changed for thousands of years, and the black robe suddenly waved his right hand, and the magic sword in his nameless hand trembled with the sound of "Zheng Zheng", as if he was extremely hungry and thirsty, his face changed suddenly, and he looked back at the light feather who was full of scorched holes not far away

Light Feather stared at his cold face that had been transformed by pain, and then turned to the black robe on the high platform, only to see his ten fingers floating in the air with dark blue magic light, the magic sword in his nameless heart was controlled by the black robe at the moment, and the ten thousand demons were silent, this was a contest of power, a game of conquering and being conquered, they were hungry and thirsty for the strongest to appear

"Haha, I have tasted her blood, but I don't accept her soul, how can you practice this magic sword to be the best in the world," Mei Luo stood up and shouted, the wind and sand blew away her long hair, and her delicate face did not hide her extreme excitement and passion

Waiting for everyone to wait frantically...... Like the day of the sacrifice or beyond...... The life of this city has been so crazy for thousands of years, they cannot be free, and they can only find the joy of survival in the struggle to the death

Looking at him approaching him step by step, an inexplicable warmth welled up in his heart, but he was afraid of death, if he was the first in the world to achieve him, why not

He suddenly quickened his pace, galloping, the long sword slashed across the ground, the tough stone flashed with sparks, with a piercing and sharp sound, he and her passed by, and then there was an endless battle on the side of the god sacrifice field, howling his black face and eyes flashing with blue flames, and he told her that at this time, he needed a soul sacrifice for the demon sword that the demon could not control, and the only thing he could control was to ignore her existence in the killing

At that time, she didn't know that the demon sword was bloodthirsty and would definitely devour souls, otherwise the sword would not be loyal to its master, and he had been stubbornly keeping her alive

"Go," there was a loud shout in her ear, and the figure wearing a hat flashed to her, leading her away from the sacrificial ground

"Jiang Jiang Li" It took her a long time to wake up from the panic and call out his name

At this time, they had returned to the stone gate of Wuzheng Palace

"Even Wuzheng Palace dares to break in, you really can't underestimate it," Jiang Li just looked up at the stone palace and muttered to himself

"Who are they?" she asked

"Oh, you don't know them," he flickered

"Brother Jiang Jiang, can you do me a favor?"

She thought that the young man in front of her had saved her many times, naturally he was a friend and not an enemy, and his kung fu was good, if she could get his help to find the master, I am afraid

"I can't help you with that favor, if you want to get out of the city alive, stay in here," he refused directly, and then pushed her into the stone palace and flew away immediately

Looking at the back in the distance, she sighed: If you don't go out of this Wuzheng Palace, you will almost die in the sacrificial ground

The following days were surprisingly peaceful, the guards of the palace changed batch after batch, the number of guards also increased dramatically, the maids had to be ordered not to leave the palace without permission, they sensed that something was happening, but they didn't know what was happening, the weather in the city cooled down sharply, the frost flowers became nights, the day was dark, the cold wind was raging, the fire rose in the palace, they each received a few small pink cotton jackets, and their king Wuming still did not return to the palace

I don't know if he was injured by the massacre of the sacrificial ground that day, the demons who watched seemed to have no status, but they were all fierce and not easy to provoke, these questions have been haunting her, she couldn't sleep for several days, always woke up in the firelight, blood and the sound of fighting, and the days passed in a trance and sleepy

"Sister Hanxue, do you know why so many guards have been added," that day, she finally couldn't help but inquire in her heart, just to know his current situation

"It's not the last time the guards of the queen of the charm broke into the charm at night, and the entourage of the Holy Amaranth Palace was never allowed to enter the king's Wuzheng Palace," Han Xue looked at her, and there was no need to explain in detail, it was she who was taken away at that time, and the details of the period should be clearer than them

She also thought about it carefully, the cause and effect of failing to save Linglan, when the mission failed, it was not impossible for the employer to kill her to relieve her hatred, but so far she didn't know who the employer was, it can be said that she knew that they were in the dark, the god sacrifice was indeed their king, and during the rescue of her, there were some rules and regulations, if you want to track her down, you can't hide, and last time, there were many people in the city who wanted their king to die, but she was kept in the dark until now, and these demons should have nothing to do with her, but now she can't get out

"Why did the king wrestle with the beasts?"

In her mind, he should be the spectator who always ascends and looks down, why did he become their entertainment that night

"I also heard from my ancestors that the Nameless City has always been the king, as the king, you must accept any kind of challenge, the two-headed scale dragon last time is the head of the scale dragon, it is said that the challenge sent by Lord Shangshan is the king of Warcraft, if you don't receive the lord, you can set up another door and no longer submit to the king's orders"

Hearing it, her heart "chuckled", and he didn't know how many challenges he had accepted and how many times he had survived in the past thousand years

"Sister, do you know how the king is now?" she asked eagerly

"It should still be alive, otherwise this city would have been in chaos a long time ago, and there would be no guards to stick to the Wuzheng Palace," Han Xue said reasonably

It's supposed to be alive, but it's a lot more painful, and there are still nightmares

That night, with many questions, she lay in bed and couldn't sleep, suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, like the smell of nightshade, and insomnia for several days made her exhausted, this fragrance was leisurely and pleasant, as if to dilute her heart, and in the confusion of her thoughts, she gradually fell asleep and fell into a deep dream

I don't know when there seems to be a gentle call from the master in my ear: "Yu'er...... Yu'er ......"

She got up suddenly, ran to the window, and looked at the white-clothed figure not far away, wasn't it Master Wuyan

"Master"

She was overjoyed, jumped and jumped and quickly chased after her, at this time, there was no other master in her eyes except the floating white shadow, and the master smiled and turned around, and kept floating not far in front of her, as if reaching out to touch, but it was a few points away

"Master, wait for me," she shouted, following the figure, and before she knew it, she had entered the shrine again

In the huge square, there was only her and the white-clothed figure in front of her, as well as the stone statues of the master and the three priests on the side of Gao Li, the cold wind roared and the snow fell silently, she suddenly felt extremely cold, as if the frost in her heart was condensed

"Sister Sister"

There was a noisy call in the air, and twenty or thirty white-clothed figures came out from behind the stone statues and rushed towards her, all of them were girls ranging from three to ten years old, all of them were beautiful and lovely

"Si Nu," she came up with for no reason

"Sister, it should have been burned in the sky, it was painless and itchy, why am I whipping," a cold and low voice of horror struck

She was so frightened that she looked up sharply, only to see Linglan floating down, still wearing the white gauze dress, black hair scattered, but her face was as pure as a lily, elegant as an orchid, before the destruction of the orchid, they were so holy, when will the world be turned, and these weak creatures will be liberated

She was sad, and at the same time slapped herself a few times, wanting to wake up, remembering that Linglan's soul was hidden in the Soul Devouring Sword, and it was impossible to appear again, what she saw and heard at this time must be a dream, but no matter how she masochized herself, Linglan was still floating in front of her, several children had hugged her legs, and the girls all had body temperature, and they were living people

Isn't this a dream?

"Sister, why am you alive and good when I'm dead," Ling Lanyin repeated deeply

"Why are you still alive?" shouted the children around them, like singing

"Master," she searched helplessly, but her previous figure had disappeared without a trace

"Why Are You Alive?"

"Alive"

……

The girls suddenly "brushed" and took out a short dagger from their bosoms, and pounced on her, the first slash through the arm, blood gushing out of the heart, and the pain in the heart, proving once again that this was not a dream, and then the second and third stabs...... Knife into the bone

"Light Feather, You Want to Live"

In her ears, the master's instructions were heard over and over again, like a lullaby, quietly locked in her mind, and it was a kind of order that she must live, and she fell into extreme madness, snatched a sharp blade from the hands of a child, and desperately fought back, watching them fall one after another, she couldn't suppress her laughter

"Sister," the last three-year-old girl cried out as she fell, like a strong needle piercing her heart, and all madness stopped in an instant

The corpses were scattered and blood-stained white dresses, and they had no sharp weapons in their hands, the only dagger clenched around her, and her hands were dripping with thick red liquid

"How so," she shook off her dagger in horror and fell into an even more painful madness

"Wake up, wake up, wake up," she screamed as she threw herself on the young ones, shaking desperately

Is it a dream, why can't they wake up, why are they so real?

"Pull her away," I heard a woman yelling and almost tearing her eardrums

She instinctively looked at the woman, she remembered that she had a delicate face, a beautiful figure hidden in the long black silk dress, like a black rose in the moonlight, and then two guards rushed up and led her away from the pile of corpses

"I killed them," she said, staring at the gorgeous woman in front of her, helpless, as if trying to get an answer from her

"It's not you, who else," the queen replied coldly

She looked around again, except for the dozens of guards and maidservants brought by the ghost, she and those corpses remembered to chase the master's white shadow to the divine sacrifice ground, and then saw that Ling Lan was not in the corpse group, there were only dozens of children between three and ten years old

"No, it's not me," she cried out

It's all children, she can't do it, but it's not who else she is

"The massacre of more than 20 priests should have been dismembered a long time ago"

The queen was about to wave her hand to give death to the order, and a low roar came from the thick night:

"Sooner or later, they will die, so why make a fuss"

"King," everyone shouted, kneeling down in unison, standing on the high platform, and the posture of the person wearing the silver moonlight was nameless

"Her Evil Deeds Are Seen by All"

"Is it?" before the words fell, a cold light broke through the ground, and before the long sword was struck, all the entourage after the charm fell, and they couldn't snort

The queen's body shook violently, almost paralyzed, and sweat broke out between her foreheads, and she was working hard and in pain