With this voice sounded.

The scattered nine slave ghosts immediately followed the sound and rushed over.

The first to arrive was the nearest three-eyed ghost.

The third ghost on his forehead looked at it, and he saw a slender slave wearing a pig's head mask standing in an alley, and the figure of the other party was dimly illuminated by the dim alleyway, and a pair of exposed dark pupils were like a whirlpool, which made people shudder.

The Three-Eyed Ghost was also taken aback.

Emma.

Why is this brother's aura so scary?

There is always a sense of déjà vu that will be erased after the past.

But thought about it.

I feel like I'm thinking too much about it.

This is the highest wanted task issued by the High Temple, and it is an order made by the slave owners who enslave them, even the most fierce and violent slaves, they should know what will happen if they are delayed.

In this case.

Slaves did not dare to cause more trouble.

He's afraid of a die.

But......

Who is this guy? It doesn't seem to be an accomplice of our temple.

It's from another temple.

With this thought, the three-eyed ghost walked over, his eyes were slightly attracted by the blood-stained hemp rope on the other party's wrist, not because he suspected anything, but because he felt that in this era, there are still slaves who like to kill people with hanging ropes.

Traditional enough.

"What did you find?"

The Three-Eyed Ghost said curiously.

In the darkness at the entrance of the alley, Shen Jian grinned, ticked a "blood stain of the axe ghost smeared in advance" on the corner of the wall, and said: "There is a little trace of blood here, I think, this should be the murderer." ”

As soon as the words fell.

Another slave arrived.

The earlobes were fat, living like a bodhisattva with loving eyebrows, and he also saw Shen Jian and the three-eyed ghost standing aside at first sight.

First reaction: This slave, he doesn't seem to know.

Second reaction: It should be from the three-eyed ghost.

He didn't think much of it, either.

I also leaned over.

Soon.

More slaves arrived.

Seeing the slaves of their two temples standing next to Shen Jian at the same time, they all thought in unison: Face Sheng, it should be the opposite side.

……

Long.

The last slave asked, "What's the situation?" Found a clue? ”

The three-eyed ghost eye turned, "I found it, and use the supernatural to follow the source, we will now follow the blood reaction all the way to the past, the other party can not escape, you can notify the slaves of the remaining twenty-two temples, and follow our traces together, this murderer can kill the pursuit team of a medium-sized temple, and there is no big movement, indicating that the horror level is not low, it is likely to be ghosts and gods, and it is difficult to compete with the nine of us alone." ”

said.

He didn't forget to glance at Shen Jian more.

The traces of blood were found by the other party, and the supernatural that can trace the source of the blood was also provided by the other party.

Disastrous.

It's a pity that such a talent is in the opponent's lineup.

Unfortunately.

The slave with fat earlobes also looked at the three-eyed ghost with envy.

Damn, the credit was robbed from the other side.

on this.

Shen Jianquan accepted.

Under the blood of King Qin Guang's derivative talent ghosts and gods, he is the source of blood, and if he wants to blame the death of the plate axe ghost, it is simply easy, but for a while, he has not yet thought about who to throw the black cauldron on.

But now......

He got an idea.

Thereupon.

He said righteously: "Let's go, arrest the murderer, and return the temple to peace." ”

Let's talk about it.

With a wave of his finger, the traces of blood that had been smeared on the wall immediately seemed to come to life, detaching from the wall little by little, forming a blood the size of a water droplet, flying into the distance.

Looked at.

The ghosts all responded, and they all followed.

He also conveniently notified the remaining twenty-two medium-sized temples and killed them in a mighty manner

See this scene.

The sandfolk ghost who had been hiding in the shadows was completely dumbfounded.

The frightened dog's eyes were about to stare off.

Struck dumb.

This special meow is mixed up?

the groove.

It's too casual.

Do these people completely ignore whether Shen Jian knows them or not? Didn't any of them see that they were nine when they came, and ten when they returned?

At this time.

The sand folk ghost just thought it was ridiculous.

The prisoner wanted by the temple leads the pursuers of the temple to hunt down the "murderer".

It seems that Shen Jian is still in charge of the situation.

He looked like he was going to take the slaves to defend the temple.

It's too much of a horse.

It's just outrageous, his father opened the door outrageously, and he came home outrageous.

Pondered.

He also quietly followed.

He wanted to know which unlucky guy would be seen as the backstabber.

He was already mourning in silence for this person in his heart.

……

Soon.

The group of slave ghosts who are pressed by the black has already slaughtered in front of a magnificent building.

The next second.

The ghosts were stunned.

Because the building in front of you is not somewhere else, but one of the high-ranking temples.

It is a supernatural place where slave owners live in sacrifices.

According to their judgment, the group destroyed the murderer of a medium-sized temple chasing team, at least a ghost god, so that he could kill five top ghost kings without making any noise.

And there is only one ghost god in the high temple.

That is the sacrifice of the slave owner.

Connection.

A group of slaves, ghosts, and a spirit.

I had a bad conjecture in my mind.

Just thinking about it.

The thick blood paused in mid-air, and as if it had found its target, it rushed into the high-level temple.

This time.

All the slave ghosts are getting more nervous.

But they followed anyway.

After all.

There is no evidence that the murderer was a slave owner, so what if the murderer felt that the most dangerous place was the safest place and chose to hide in a high temple?

It's not impossible.

Immediately.

The ghosts entered the high temple.

Seeing the movement, the sacrificial slave owner also walked out with a suspicious face.

He wore a white silk scarf on his head, wore fine silk products, and even carved several luxurious gems around his waist, among the gems, the ghost-level supernatural fluctuations were prominent, there was no doubt that this was a supernatural thing, and it was very precious.

Whether in terms of identity or dress, they seem to be two classes with slaves.

A glamorous one.

One struggles in the mire.

At this moment, the slaves showed their hateful eyes one by one, but they were only fleeting and did not dare to show it.

After all.

They have been reduced to slavery.

And the sacrificial slave owners held their lives in their hands, and they did not dare to resist.

"What do you want to do? If you don't want to arrest the murderer, you come to my side, and there are so many people behind you, and you want to rebel? ”

Then.

The sacrificial slave owner swept the 76 slave ghosts standing in the main hall with compassion, his eyes full of anger.

His tone was even more elevated.

It seemed to feel that the fact that this group of slaves had stepped into his palace without his permission was undoubtedly a defilement of his place.

Even if he was the only ghost god in the palace at this time, and there were 76 top ghost kings in the audience, he still maintained a posture of looking down, and he had already expected that this group of slaves would not dare to resist their masters.

And that's exactly what happened.

Under the cold gaze of the sacrificial slave master, many slaves lowered their heads.

Obviously, they were enough to kill a ghost god together, but under the influence of the slave brand, they couldn't do anything to the master who branded them as a slave.

Besides, there is no evidence yet.

Subconsciously.

The eyes of the ghosts all fell on Shen Jianjian.

Shen Jian also lived up to expectations.

Walked out.

Fingers moved.

The blood condensed in mid-air was so straight on the sacrificial slave owner.

In an instant.

The audience was in an uproar.

The death of those five slave ghosts was really done by the slave master.

How dare he?

Although they have become slaves, they are also top ghost kings, and in terms of strength, they are enough to compete with ghosts and gods, because of this, the restrictions on them by the sacrificial slave owners are very lenient, and they have also promised that they will never take the lives of these top ghost kings, let alone kill one of them when they are unhappy like low-level slaves.

It is precisely in this way that after being branded as slaves, they did not resist desperately, but hinted in their hearts that they had just become the thugs of the temple.

Can ...... now

One of the sacrificial slave owners broke the agreement between them.

Killed five top ghost kings in one go.

It's someone else who kills now, but what about in the future?

Who dares to guarantee that the other party will not quietly destroy them next time.

The consequences are terrible.

However......

At this moment, the sacrificial slave owners have not yet figured out the situation.

Seeing that some slaves boldly splashed blood on themselves, the supernatural fluctuations belonging to the ghost and god level immediately swept the audience.

A cold ghost voice suddenly rang out.

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, you will be beheaded in public today for offending the slave owner."

Hear the words.

Shen Jian showed complete surprise, "My lord, my blood is extracted from one of the slaves who was killed, and the source of the blood is the murderer of this wanted warrant. ”

"Ridiculous."

The sacrificial slave owner laughed angrily.

Is this saying that he is wanted for himself?

What idiot would do that?

He didn't even know the slave who was killed, how could he kill the other party, was he fed and fed?

"I'm going to leave it here today, I don't know the slave who was killed, let alone the murderer."

The words fell.

The group of ghosts' pupils shrank.

Because they saw that after the blood was traced back to the source, the unjust souls of the five slaves, including the Plate Axe Ghost and the Eyeless Ghost, manifested behind the sacrificial slave owner.

There was a mournful roar:

"Give me my life."

"You're so ruthless, give us back your life."

Sacrifice to Slave Owners: ???

He was stunned.

His face stiffened and he turned around, staring blankly at the five unjust souls behind him.

Take another look.

Well, still not impressed.

But it's normal, after all, the slave wears a mask, and even if it's really a slave under his command, he doesn't necessarily recognize it.

In his eyes, a slave is a slave, and where he needs to be the master to figure out his identity, it's the same anyway.

Can...... Where did these five unjust souls come from?

Whoever kills you, who are you looking for?

What do you do with me?

Damn, I want to touch porcelain, right?

Gan! (End of chapter)