"Come on, don't be poor. Today, I brought Sister Wu and Memories to come over to see the excitement, and let them stand on the periphery of the stage later. A few of us are in charge of dragging and running the wandering bosses. As for Feipeng...... In other words, what are you going to do, mixed in the team, I can't take care of you. ”

Fei Peng was stunned, "I'm not going to kill the demon god again." ”

"But after a while, you will break the sacrifice and the hatred will be diverted. What do you do when there is a mob? ”

"Uh......"

"I'll give him a trick." Yan Thorn stood aside, "I will be responsible for Feipeng's hatred, you don't have to worry about it." ”

“…… Okay, then the four of you stay here, and Qinglong and I will go to the platform to guard with Team Yang. The big waves pulled the wind without wind, "Sister Wu, you just stay in this place, don't leave." Otherwise, if you pull it to blame, you will be in trouble. ”

"yes, got it."

Although the time of the event is Saturday from 16 to 20 p.m., the game day. But the actual battle didn't start until noon. It's still early, and the players of the home team who are nervously preparing for the first major tournament of the 6th Vocational League will naturally not come so early.

Riding the green dragon to see Qingyi and the snow falling in the sky, they sat at the bottom of the sacred stone of the sacrificial roof, and the mercenaries and the big waves stood at the entrance of the sacrificial platform facing the main road. Fei Peng, Yan Thorn, Qin Ziwu and Qin Zitong sat down in a rocky protrusion on the outskirts of the platform.

"Speaking of soul falls, you also wear a mask for the memory of death. What, you guys are popping this? "Feipeng sat there, not as young as the big waves without wind and the wind, and there were some vicissitudes of time under the tempering of time," Aoshi was all startled when he first brought it out. Although Honghuang is relatively easy to level up because of the reason for taking into account new players. It's really strange that so many souls can fall without knowing it. ”

Qin Zitong tilted his head and stared at the gilded tip of the burst pen. "It's not surprising that there should have been a zài."

"Hehe, yes. There should have been a fallen soul. ”

"That, Feipeng Power Lord, what's the matter with the sacrifice you just mentioned?" Qin Ziwu was very curious about this soul fallen player who was taken by Yang Qingshu, this was not comparable to the Nian Fallen player in the current Ming God team.

Fei Peng let out an "ah" and opened his mouth to organize the language, "You know that the Mingshen Clan's earliest time had a ghost and god Mingyin. Although the little girl didn't worship under the Mingyin Sect at the beginning, she has been following her to be guided. ”

"Isn't that supposed to be a soul fall, why do you have to wash it into a soul fall."

"It's not. After Minyin lost contact with him, he was not yet eighteen years old and could not participate in the competition. So at that time, I invited one of the forces to fall and Hanmo to fill the gap. Fei Peng seemed to remember something bad in the past, and his face was a little ugly. Yan Thorn on the side glanced at it twice and took the initiative to take over the conversation.

"That Han Mo, that is, Han Mo, the second deputy team of Mingyin, brought an apprentice with him at that time, which was Lin Xue. After Hanmo took the position, he has been working hard, although he is a fall, but he can also cooperate with tactics and win. In addition, at that time, the priest had just graduated from college and was busy with his studies, so the Yang team did not make any substitutions. And it turned out to be an accident. ”

"Something?" Qin Zitong's gaze moved away from the bursting pen on his knee, staring at Yan Thorn, his gaze cold, "What's the matter." ”

"Lin Xue didn't know why, she suddenly couldn't get along with the sacrifice, and we didn't know the specific situation...... I only know that after the sacrifice didn't come for a while, the upline washed his role into a nian fall. In front of the team members and staff members, he pointed at Han Mo's nose and scolded him: "Even if you are a useless mind, you will not let a scum like you sit in the position of Sister Mingyin." If you do such a thing, you will be punished sooner or later. Yan Thorn said as he spoke, his old face, which had always been stiff, was also a little red, and he felt a little dry mouth, and it was difficult to say more.

Fei Peng patted him, "Isn't it embarrassing." Something disgusting happened to the champion team. ”

"No, I just think that why did you want Lin Xue to stay in the first place." Yan Thorn shook his head, but sighed heavily. "Without her, many places in Mingshen wouldn't have gotten so bad. Team Yang's own investment was enough, so why did he accept Lin Xue's father's request in the first place. Alas~"

"So, Lin Xue, she has made a move on the sacrifice!" Qin Zitong read it word by word, his eyes fixed on Fei Peng, "What did she do?" ”

Fei Peng opened his mouth and was about to say something, when the members of the main team of the Mingshen Clan, at the entrance of the Sacrifice Rooftop, arrived. He shook his head at Qin Zitong and motioned for her not to mention this stubble again.

Qingyang General, Fox Head Hill, Split Yang, Zhan Huangyan, Pear Flower Needle, Bai Nuo. There are a lot of substitutes for the five main forces of the home team of the Mingshen team, and all of them appeared on the altar of the sacrifice.

One step away from the members of the team, there stood a girl who looked rather thin. Carrying a heavy pen flowing, the water lamp hanging on the waist. His face is covered with the mask of a wind-chaser, and his exposed lips are pale and bloodless.

This is not a sacrifice! This was Qin Zitong's first thought, such a young girl with a sense of old age was definitely not the chattering and extremely active sacrifice that was entangled around her at the beginning.

However, she is a sacrifice. The soul fall that Yang Qingshu brought from the second team is a sacrifice! Qin Zitong clenched his fists, and his short trimmed nails also pinched into the flesh. What the hell happened, how did she end up like this...... And also...... Qin Zitong glanced at Yang Qingshu and Gu Qiu's seats. Listening to Yan Ting's meaning, they all know the truth. If Lin Xue did it, why did she stay!

Maybe the gaze of inquiry is too strong, or maybe it's a special tacit understanding, and the sacrificial person who stood the farthest away was the first to discover Qin Zitong. The eyes under the mask were unwavering, and they looked at Qin Zitong without focus. Sister Mingyin. Saili's mouth moved silently, but the shape of his mouth made Qin Zitong's heart tremble.

You recognize me...... Qin Zitong also returned silently.

Always, I haven't forgotten...... Even if it's such a desperate situation, such a dark past. I remember that there was a strong and unyielding sister who stood proudly on the tower of the Central Plains City and scolded Fang Xuan. She said: Xiaoli, don't be afraid.

Saili didn't move his mouth again, leaving the words in his heart. Sister Mingyin doesn't recognize Team Yang, so there's no need for her to ...... Trouble her. The past has happened after all, and there is no need for her to feel sorry for herself anymore.

Small ...... Qin Zitong muttered, but he couldn't make a sound in his throat.

"Azusa?" Qin Ziwu noticed that something was wrong with Qin Zitong and called her.

"Hmm."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

…… As soon as Qin Ziwu spoke out here, he immediately attracted the attention of the other side.

"Why are there still two trumpets who haven't been promoted, not to mention, and are not even satisfied with the level! Whoever brought it, isn't that adding to the chaos!"