He didn't know where the teleportation scroll was going, but the only thing he knew for sure was that the destination of the scroll must be a far away place from Watanabe Castle.

Teleportation scrolls,The most common item in the era of magicians thousands of years ago,Magicians at that time were classified like the current creators,This teleportation scroll is the product of the space system magicians who belong to it,Items similar to this scroll are also very common,As long as you recite the spell in the scroll at the scroll,Even an ordinary person can use the powerful magic attached to it。

However, I don't know if it was because the scroll had existed for too long and the magic power was insufficient, or because there was an error due to the teleportation of two people at a time, and the teleportation actually stopped in the middle of the process. The sacrificial corpse fell straight down from mid-air along with the unconscious Leng Wushuang, only to hear a "poof", and at this second the sacrificial corpse felt a feeling of suffocation, it turned out to be an ocean.

He firmly grasped Leng Wushuang with his right hand, and his left hand kept sliding forward. He poked his head out of the water, and not far in front of him was the land, and he hurriedly slid his body and swam towards the shore.

At this time, Leng Wushuang was already dying, and he couldn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly took off Leng Wushuang's shirt, which was to get rid of Hei Yan. Aru could force his Black Flame into Leng Wushuang's body through his clothes, but he didn't have the ability to do so, after all, Saint Yan was also a power he only mastered yesterday.

When he took off Leng Wushuang's shirt, the whole face of the priest turned red, his heart was beating "fluttering ~ fluttering ~" and the speed was getting faster and faster, he instinctively covered his eyes, and recalled the scene he saw in the last second with a shocked face.

He never thought that Leng Wushuang turned out to be his daughter's body, and his coat turned out to be a prop for her to cover her original appearance, no wonder he only wore this dress since he knew him.

Just when the sacrificial priest blamed himself for his reckless actions, Leng Wushuang's aura became even weaker, and the sacrificial mourner knew that now was not the time to care about these red tapes, even if Leng Wushuang wanted to punish himself in the end, it would be a big deal to admit it.

The priest stiffened his scalp and put down the hand covering his eyes, and he looked at Leng Wushuang lying on the ground. Her white and translucent skin like a flower, her delicate figure, even if it is as cold as frost, it makes people unconsciously want to look at her face twice, and her long black hair, even if she is a simple child like a sacrifice, she can't resist Leng Wushuang's beauty at all, and she unconsciously looks at it twice.

Sacrificial Priest looked at the surroundings and there were no other people, he helped Leng Wushuang to sit up, at this time his left hand burned up, this was the rudimentary state of Sheng Yan's left arm, Sacrificial Martyr closed his eyes tightly, he used his right hand to swim along Leng Wushuang's body, through this to perceive the specific location of Hei Yan.

Even if it is his own Holy Flame, if it is not used properly, it will cause huge damage to the body like Black Flame, what he has to do now is to find the position accurately, and then slowly inject the Holy Flame until the entire Black Flame is neutralized.

The sacrificial right hand slid on Leng Wushuang's skin, this was also the first time that the sacrificial corpse had touched the girl's skin so big, his heart was beating faster and faster, even if he was deliberately suppressing the throbbing now, but the body still unconsciously had a slight reaction.

His right hand walked downstream along Leng Wushuang's back, his eyes were always closed, and while constantly perceiving downward, the sacrificial corpse found that there was another kind of energy in Leng Wushuang's body that was interfering with him, but the sacrificial corpse soon found that that kind of energy body would not cause any harm to Leng Wushuang, perhaps it was precisely because of the appearance of this energy that Leng Wushuang was so cold.

In the next moment, the sacrificial corpse felt a stream of pitch-black energy burning in Leng Wushuang's body, and after he found the right position, he directly pressed his left hand on top of his right hand, and through the cushion of his right hand, the energy of Sheng Yan became a little gentler, as for the rest, it was a matter of time.

The sky gradually darkened, and the warm fire was printed with the sacrifice and Leng Wushuang's face, and the sacrifice at this time had changed his clothes, and in the ring given to him by Sister Nothingness, there were several sets of clothes alone.

Of course, the sacrifice is not a selfish person, he had already helped Leng Wushuang change into a suit of clothes before he changed his clothes, he was deeply afraid that Leng Wushuang would be infected with wind and cold, after all, it was on the coast, and it could be very cold at night.

Behind the coast is a dense forest, the priest doesn't know where this is, and he can't know if there is danger inside, rather than taking Leng Wushuang to explore this unknown area, it is better to stay here honestly and wait for Leng Wushuang to wake up.

At this time, there was a hint of fascination on the face of the sacrificer, he lowered his head to look at Leng Wushuang, who was still not awake next to him, and then shifted his gaze to the two rings on his left hand. Those two rings were given to him by Uncle Dong when he met Uncle Dong for the first time, and they contained a lot of good things that Uncle Dong had collected.

But what the priest was thinking of now was not those so-called things, but the old man who was strict with himself and gave himself encouragement, and he never imagined that the man who had prepared breakfast for himself in the morning had now left him, and he did not know why God had treated him like this.

He suddenly clenched his fists in anger and shouted to the sea, "God, why are you doing this to me? Do people who have no strength really want to be bullied? Why does my best friend become my most hated enemy, why does everyone who is good to me leave me in the end? Why is this?"

I don't know if it's because of the sound of sacrifice, Leng Wushuang, who was originally unconscious, coughed lightly twice. Hearing this cough, the priest hurriedly turned around and walked to Leng Wushuang's side.

Her eyes opened slightly, her mouth opened and closed slightly, and the priest hurriedly took out a water bag and fed it down her mouth. But in the next second, with a crisp sound, a red handprint appeared on the face of the sacrificer, and Leng Wushuang stared at the sacrifice with an angry face and shouted, "What did you do to me?"

As she spoke, she pushed the sacrificial corpse away, because she found that she was wearing clothes that did not belong to her, which showed that her body had been seen, and there was no one else here, and she was sure that the man in front of her must have done something to her.