The figure of Na Busu appeared next to an ice curtain on the left, and his voice was a little lonely: "A yellow-haired girl like you will not understand the rise and fall of the ten thousand years of glory and disgrace carried by Luogu Cave on this day, and the changes in the wind and clouds! Fortunately, the heavens descended on the beasts and educated the ancestors. The twelve sages of our ancestors became the chosen ones and held great power together. At that time, I was the most prosperous in the world!

He sighed, "When our people were growing stronger, the beasts that enjoyed the incense and worship here turned into a stone statue! Those twelve Chosen Ones did not want to revive our clan, but they each took some of their clansmen away because of trivial matters, and since then there has been constant war! To this day, no one remembers this place except for people like me!" he said, biting his palm and slapping it the ice curtain. Blood was left behind, and murals appeared on the ice screen.

Qin'er looked around, as Na Busu said. On this painting, it really records the glory and disgrace of thousands of years, and the rise and fall of thousands of years. As someone else, seeing this scene, coupled with the sincerity of the unfeeling, tears fell. I'm afraid that my heart has already shaken, and I can't do anything for the revival of this ancient relic. Ran Qin'er just said lightly: "But what does this have to do with me?"

Na Busu's voice was a little eager: "It is recorded in the canons of the clan that blood sacrifices with the body of ice and snow can revive the beast and revive our clan! And you are the body of ice and snow, I know it from the first time I saw you!" "And then?" Qin'er's voice was still faint. Na Busu said: "I know that you want to kill Xiao Yiduo, and I also want to kill him." But neither of us can kill him. As long as you are willing to sacrifice the Luo Beast with blood, how about I help you kill Xiao Yiduo?"

"Cut-" Qin'er sneered, "killing people in such a vicious way, but it is also high-sounding." It's really a royal method!" Na Busu roared: "You won't understand!" The figure burst up, and the wind and thunder came in an instant. Qin'er hurriedly took two steps back, and threw her twin swords out of her hands. Na Busu snorted coldly and turned into a snow bear. With a wave of the giant palm, the twin swords had fallen to other places like dead leaves in the wind, shattering into pieces.

Qin'er was taken aback, and when she was about to take the qin, Snow Bear had already stepped forward, and his left palm was in the middle of Qin'er's right shoulder. The piano should fall and fly and land on the other side of the stone statue. Holding back her blood from spitting up, she slowly stood up, her left hand slowly reaching into the leopard skin pouch around her waist.

Na Busu's eyes narrowed, and he pounced again. Qin'er's left hand sprinkled with rain, and her feet slammed and she rose up. Na Busu let the hidden weapon hit his body, and the person stood up, swept his right palm, and hit Qin'er's knees. Jean couldn't dodge and slammed into the mountain wall behind her right. There was a "click" sound, and several ice cubes fell to the ground along with the qin'er. Qin'er's face was flushed, and she finally couldn't help but spit out blood with "wow", and it fell to the ground into ice.

Na Bu Su stepped forward, recovered his body, and stepped on Qin Er's left arm: "What a body of ice and snow! I'll give you another chance, as long as you are willing to volunteer for blood sacrifice, I will kill Xiao Yiduo for you!" Qin Er glanced at him and said disdainfully: "It's up to you?" Na Bu Su said: "Naturally! As long as Luo Beast recovers, the king blood in my body will awaken." Then no one will be able to stop me!" He said as he strained his foot, until he heard the sound of a bone cracking, then withdrew his foot and walked back to the altar, "Think about it!"

"Hmph!" Qin'er reluctantly propped up her body with her left hand, leaned against the mountain wall, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this blood sacrifice needs the sacrificer's will to succeed, right?" Na Busu turned around and stood with his hands in his hands: "Yes! You know a lot!" Qin'er raised her left hand with difficulty, and said, "Do you know my name?" My name is Chao Sai!

I saw Qin'er struggling to pierce her right arm with the sharp nail of her left hand, and forcefully cut through the flesh, revealing white bones. Then pick out the broken bones one by one and throw them aside. Then he picked up the ice cube on the ground, folded it into a suitable length and placed it on the bone, and grabbed a handful of snow and wiped it on the wound. The snow quickly fused with the flesh, and when Qin'er's left hand was removed from her right arm, her right arm was already intact, and there was no trace of the wound just now.

Qin'er moved her right arm, but it was still a little inconvenient. She frowned and said, "It's okay!" and did the same, cutting open her left arm and removing the bone. Then ice is used instead of bones, and snow is used for skin. Now that her arms had recovered, Qin'er tore open a section of her pants again, looked at her legs spread on the ground, and said, "This is a bit troublesome!" Then replace it with some crushed ice and smooth out the wound with snow.

When she did this, she looked relaxed and very calm. It's as if you're not skinning your skin, you're changing your jewelry. Na Busu saw a cold sweat, and his eyes were clouded for a while. Because from beginning to end, no drop of blood flowed out, whether it was cutting open the flesh and taking out the bones, or using ice as bones and snow as skin. It was as if the woman in front of her was not flesh and blood, but a doll made of ice and snow.

This situation is really weird. Na Busu has been spanning half his life, and he has seen many bloody scenes. But the current scene made him frightened. If there is blood all over the ground at this time, there is no trace of blood. Isn't she human? But he has always been a person who has experienced a lot of winds and waves, and he quickly settled down: What if you are not a human being, I am still afraid that you will not succeed!

Sure enough, he was sure in his heart, and when he looked at it again, he would use his nails to cut open the skin and flesh, and use ice as bone and snow as skin. Qin'er was still sitting against the mountain wall with her breath dying, blood constantly spilling from the corners of her mouth, as if she was delirious. "Hmph! It's really stupid to play tricks!"

But after not taking a few steps, Na Busu only felt a pain in his chest, as if a bucket of ice water was poured on his head, which made him sober up. His eyes widened in a daze, and Jean was standing in front of him, a sharp ice pick in his hand already piercing his body. "You ......" Na Busu spat out blood with a mouth, with fine ice slag, "...... the hell you"

Qin'er said: "You may not believe it. I can't remember who I am. But everyone in the country of tide festivals understands sacrifices. If my expectation is correct, your so-called family canon was only dropped a long time ago. Because of the sacrifice of the natal beast of the clan, it can only be sacrificed with the blood of the king. If the person who dropped the bag is a member of your clan, I'm afraid I can't bear to see the royal bloodline wither because of this!"

Na Busu seemed to be shocked, and his eyes widened. But his right hand secretly gathers strength, wanting to make a last fight. Qin'er was unconscious, and continued, "It's a pity that the man ignored a little," she looked directly into the eyes of Na Su, "The body of ice and snow is bloodless!"

"W-What?!" Na Busu's pupils shrank suddenly, and his slightly raised right hand also fell. Thinking of the scene he had just seen, he only felt that the sky had fallen, and the breath that he could barely support suddenly dissipated. The whole person slowly fell to the ground and died of exhaustion. But he refused to close his eyes, staring straight at the statue of Luo Beast.

Seeing this, Qin'er sighed slightly, threw away the ice pick in his hand, closed his eyes, and said, "I hope your king's blood will not be shed in vain." She stared at the blood that slowly flowed down the lines of the ground towards the statue's base for a moment. Straightened up and looked at the beast. It had faded to a rocky gray and glowed faintly jade. Qin'er closed her eyes and said, "Maybe this is your last direct bloodline." I hope that his blood will give you some life, and that you will bless your people with good health and joy!" He turned and walked down the altar.

After a fight, Qin'er couldn't make out the direction for a long time, so she had to walk towards a cave by feeling. "I don't know how happened to my brother?" Qin'er thought in her heart and quickened her pace. The cave twists and turns, and there are no forks in the road. In the darkness it is difficult to distinguish between day and night. I don't know how long I walked, Qin'er only felt a slight pain in her eyes, and a large piece of light appeared in front of her, so that people couldn't open their eyes.

Qin'er hurriedly covered her eyes with her hands and walked out of the cave. It took a while to get used to it before I put my hand down. In front of him is a vast white ice and snow, and the mountain peaks in the distance are covered with snow, like ice and jade. The wind was blowing, and the snow powder was flying all over the sky, hitting the body cold. Qin'er couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief and stretched her waist greatly. As soon as he took two steps, there was a cold light, and several figures appeared out of nowhere. The clothes were flying, and they had already formed a formation, and the long sword in his hand was pointed directly at Qin'er, who was trapped in the middle of the formation.

Qin'er was stunned, and blurted out a few words: "Positive and negative Qixiu!" The woman in the array was also stunned, as if she didn't understand how this person who appeared out of thin air in the important place of the sect would know the sword formation of the protector sect of his master. Could it be that the senior of the sect who had been in retreat a long time ago? Thinking of this, a woman with the appearance of a leader asked, "How do you know?"

Qin'er scratched her head and said, "Just say it when you think of it, what's the problem?" "You-" The woman thought that Qin'er was teasing herself, her face was frosty, and as soon as the long sword was drawn, she was about to launch a sword formation.

"Wait a minute!" a voice came. The women in the array got out of the way. A very dignified middle-aged woman walked over, looked Qin Er up and down a few times, and asked, "Who is the girl, how could she appear in my Cold Jade Valley out of thin air?"

"I came out of that cave, don't you see?" she said, turning around and pointing, but she was dumbfounded: she was standing in a square, surrounded by mountains. The mountain wall behind him is also like jade, how can there be half a shadow of a cave!

"This ......" Qin'er was speechless. The middle-aged woman sneered: "It seems that the girl has got to sit in my door!"