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Although they can kill all the people in the outside world, and they have the strength to do all this, they don't, not because they have good intentions, but because they want to lift the curse.

Qinglong also knows this, but what they don't know is that at the same time as they lift the curse, they will be trapped here permanently, and it is more difficult to get out than to ascend to the sky.

"What should I do?" This time, Zi Tian didn't know what to do.

"You don't have to do anything, what should you do, these people are not like those people in Golden Sand City, they don't have blood on their hands, these people, I don't know how much blood they have in their hands!" For the people of the Moon Tribe, Ink Dust has no good feelings at all.

Although it was the first time he had come into contact with them, he still felt a strong smell of blood from them, and this smell of blood came from not knowing how many people he had killed.

"Master, actually, Mo Zhanchen is right, the reason why these people look like this is indeed because of the blood on their hands, otherwise, they wouldn't be so hateful!" Qinglong also knew the reason why these people were under the power of the curse.

"At what cost?" Purple Tilt wanted to hear the price she had to pay to break the curse.

Hearing Zi Tilt's words, Mo Zhanchen twisted his head to the side and ignored it.

Actually, Zi Tian didn't mean that the curse on them must be lifted, although they deserved sympathy, but it was under the situation that she didn't understand, and now, listening to Mo Zhanchen's words, she knew that they were to blame.

Still, before she could do that, she wanted to hear what she was going to do to lift the curse on them.

"Bloodletting, infuse your blood into that treasure that they have passed down for generations!" Although it was only a simple bloodletting, the blood in the human body was limited, and if he wanted to break the curse on them, Zi Tian would probably run out of blood.

"Hehe..."Hearing Qinglong's words, Zi Tian just smiled, it seemed that the Moon Tribe really didn't need her to lift the curse.

She had nothing to do with them, they were just passing by, and she didn't want to shed all the blood in her body for them.

"There's no white tiger breath here, I don't know where the white tiger went?" After coming here, Zi Tian also explored the surroundings, but did not find the breath of the white tiger, in the end, where did the white tiger go?

Teleportation array, they used the same one, they were teleported here, but, what about the White Tiger?

Where the hell was the White Tiger teleported?

"Xiaobai, where the hell are you?" Zi Tilt transmitted the voice to the White Tiger through the spiritual platform, hoping that the White Tiger would be able to give her a little echo after hearing her words.

It's a pity that after she passed on the voice, the white tiger didn't transmit it to her, thinking of this, Zi Tian's heart tightened, and suddenly, there was a bad premonition.

"Tilt, Xiaobai didn't respond to you?" The expression on Zi Tilt's face actually said it all, if Purple Tilt knew the whereabouts of the White Tiger, then it wouldn't be this frowning expression.

"Well, I'm afraid that the white tiger has an accident!" The white tiger did not transmit the message to her, I am afraid that there was really an accident, although the power of the contract did not disappear, but there is no guarantee that the white tiger did not have an accident, perhaps, he was really trapped somewhere and couldn't get out!

"Don't worry, if you want the life of the white tiger, I'm afraid it won't be so easy, let's look for it nearby!" Ink Stain Dust comforted Zi Ting, but his comfort was also very weak!