When Ji Moya heard these straightforward words, he snorted in a depressed voice, this abrasive girl!

"Woo woo, I'm going home, uncle bullied me, woo woo woo ......"

Seeing that Jimo Ya was covered with sweat on his forehead and his face was ugly, he couldn't help but be scared and aggrieved, so he simply howled.

One cry was louder than the other, "Uncle is a bad person, woo woo, I want to go home, I want to go home......"

……

Ji Moya was rubbed by her snot and tears, and finally calmed down, supported her arms, left her body, and tidied up her half-faded clothes.

Took out a bunch of delicious food from the storage ring, "Okay, uncle is a bad person, uncle won't bully you anymore, eat!" ”

A crystal spirit duck leg gagged her.

Phantom Tianyan howled, smelled the smell of meat in his mouth, instantly changed his face and sat up, stopped crying, and gnawed on the duck leg with relish......

Ji Moya's face was wonderful at this time, looking at the phantom face and gritting his teeth.

This girl is definitely the nemesis of his life, and he can't think of any other reason for this.

When she regains all her memories and sanity, she will have to make it all back.

Phantom tilting face to eat duck legs, that is, Moya forcibly closed his eyes to recuperate, meditating and calming his mind.

When Jimoya and Phantom Yan were lingering, the ball was in a ravine somewhere, quietly rolling.

Soon rolled into a crypt passage.

Then, the ball slowly opened, revealing a miniature figure that jumped out.

This little man is only about forty or fifty centimeters tall, with blue skin, pointed long ears, hands and feet, a pair of eyes on his face are very large, the eyes are blue-green, the bones are turning, and he can distinguish the direction, and then stretch out his small hand and slap it in the separated ball, which instantly split into countless small pieces, and then combined into a shield-like appearance, which was hung by the villain on his waist.

Subsequently, the villain burrowed deep into the crypt.

……

Far from them, there was an altar.

Nine huge stone pillars are arranged in a circle according to a certain pattern, and in the center of the stone pillar, there is an altar in the shape of an altar, which is carved with intricate patterns.

On the stage stands a cylinder made of unknown materials, about the thickness of two people hugging together, and the body is also engraved with exaggerated and strange runes, which looks ancient and vicissitudes.

At the top of the cylinder, there is a carved portrait of a head, but it is relatively blurry, and the long ears and big eyes can be vaguely distinguished......

This is the totem of life in the Goblin Kingdom.

It is the spiritual pillar of the entire goblin race, the sustenance of life, and it has been passed down by the goblins for generations, it is it that gives the goblins the power and is the protector of the goblin kingdom.

This avatar, at all times, will shine with the light of life, shining on the goblin kingdom.

However, in the past two years, the avatar has lost its luster and is lifeless.

It's like it's corroded and damaged.

On top of the nine large stone pillars around the totem, at this moment sat an equally short goblin, wrapped in a tight robe, and the face could not be seen clearly in the darkness, as if it was a sacrifice, all of them with solemn and heavy expressions.

Each priest was chanting the sacrifice with his heart, "...... May the first saints bless, the water of life will be universal, and my goblin clan will be blessed and live forever in the world......"

Over and over again, reverently recited.

A day and a night later, the totem was still in ashes, and there was no sign of it lighting up again.