Trolling nodded: "That's natural, but I have limited time, and I hope it can be over soon." ”

The patriarch nodded silently, and then spoke: "Come on, let's start." ”

"Yes, Patriarch. As the words fell, the white fox from before walked over, then took out a porcelain bottle, and sprinkled the powder from the bottle around the shadow.

Surrounded by Trolling in the powder circle, he beckoned.

Not long after, two attendants carried the body of the brown fox in on a stretcher.

Parking the corpse in front of the shadow, the white fox untied the white cloth covering the corpse, then sat down on the ground and began to do so.

In an instant, the corpse moved, and the circle of powder under the shadow's feet suddenly emitted a yellow and green light wave.

When all the light waves lit up, the shadow was encircled inside, and something like smoke began to come out of his hand.

The corpse jumped off the stretcher violently, sniffing around the shadow like a zombie, moving its hands and teeth and claws.

The surrounding onlookers were so frightened that they took several steps back.

Nakayu didn't know how long it was, but a wisp of blood-colored smoke flowed from Trolling Shadow's palm.

The white fox immediately took out the empty bottle and put the wisp of blood smoke back.

Then he withdrew the spell.

The light dissipated, and the body collapsed back on the stretcher.

"It's drawn, it's the blood of a fox. The white fox said and passed the bottle to the patriarch Silent Scar with mana.

"It's not what it is. Trolling explained aloud.

"Then who do you say this belongs to?" the white fox pressed his tone and looked fierce.

The patriarch pondered the blood in the bottle, suddenly shocked, and turned his head sharply to look at the shadow.

"It's inconvenient to say, but it's not it. As he spoke, Trolling looked at the patriarch Silent Trace: "Can I go?"

The patriarch held the bottle in his palm and said, "This blood does not listen to the brown fox, its blood is more vivid than this." ”

Everyone nodded their heads one after another.

The white fox was anxious: "But the patriarch, even if this is not the blood of the brown fox, what about the breath of the shadow on the brown fox." ”

Patriarch Silent Scar nodded, and said to Trolling, "You can explain." ”

Trolling nodded: "I was collecting medicine in the back mountain that day, and I heard the sound of a fight before I could think about it, and when I arrived, I saw a brown fox that had lost her breath, and I couldn't bear to throw her body into the wilderness, so I buried her." ”

"Have you seen the fox that hurt the brown fox?" asked the patriarch Silence.

Trolling shook her head: "Not really. ”

"I believe in you, you can go. Patriarch Silent waved his hand.

Trolling nodded, and was just about to leave, when the white fox ran over again to block his way: "Patriarch think twice!"

"What do you mean?" said the patriarch looked puzzled.

The white fox hurriedly said: "Patriarch Hui, even if the blood is not the brown fox's, and the shadow did not hurt the brown fox, but it is true that his hands have been stained with blood, does that mean that he has killed other clansmen?"

"This..."The patriarch was a little embarrassed, paused, and said to Trolling Shadow, "You tell me the origin of this vial of blood." ”

Trolling Shadow's hand tightened: "Patriarch, I have nothing to say, but I promise that I have not harmed the clansmen." ”

"Hmph, joke, you didn't hurt, why did the gray fox Muran disappear, where did he go?" the white fox walked over and asked step by step.

Trolling Shadow rose in anger and looked at him fiercely: "Where did he go, how do I know." ”

"See, patriarch, Trolling Shadow is obviously weak-hearted, you can't let him go!"

"Trolling, you really don't know where Mu Ran went?" asked the patriarch Silent Scar.

"I don't know. With that, he turned to leave.