However, this divine fruit could also see that something was not quite right with Chu Anle's situation, so he didn't provoke her.

On the seventh day, Chu Anle received the communicator.

"Comfort." Master's voice came.

Chu Anle immediately responded: "Master! ”

"I have been in the battle a few days ago, so I didn't pay attention to the communicator, I sent an elder to rush to the Northern Spirit Kingdom quickly, it should have arrived a long time ago, right? What's the matter, do you have something to do with Master? The black and white palace master asked over there, and the speed of the question was relatively fast.

Hearing this, Chu Anle responded softly: "Well, it's already here." "The day after the battle with the vulture king arrived, Chu Anle said.

"Master......" Chu Anle couldn't help but shout again.

"What's wrong?" The Black and White House Master asked.

"In the battle seven days ago, Senior Brother and I almost died...... Chu Anle said everything that happened.

"It was the Divine Fruit who made the move, if it hadn't killed the vulture king, my senior brother and I would have died." After Chu Anle finished speaking, he felt a lot more comfortable.

The black and white palace master didn't say anything for a long time, as if he was thinking about something, and when Chu Anle called him again, he spit out a sentence softly: "Master didn't think about this matter, and you almost lost your life." ”

Chu Anle was stunned, and then wanted to explain immediately: "Master, I didn't mean that......"

"Master knows, but Master did do something wrong in this matter, and fortunately you are fine, otherwise Master would have been unhappy." The black and white house master smiled, and the tense atmosphere was all relieved.

"Okay, that's it, when your senior brother comes to his senses, you can come back together, now the battle is fierce, and you and Xuantian are needed." The Black and White House Master said.

Chu Anle responded vigorously, and then thought of something, and couldn't help but ask out loud: "Master, how many of our people have died now?" ”

This kind of question is too sensitive, and under normal circumstances, the black and white house master is reluctant to answer this question, because no matter what number is answered, it will make people feel sad and sad.

The Black and White Palace Master hesitated for a while, and after an unknown amount of time, he slowly spoke: "Fourteen people have died so far, four people have died in the Black and White Academy, three people have been sacrificed in the Secret Pavilion, and seven people have been sacrificed in the Assassin Temple. ”

When Chu Anle heard this number, he felt distressed!

The only thing that the Assassin has the upper hand is his speed and body, as long as his speed and body are caught up, then the Assassin will definitely fall behind, so the number of Assassin Temple sacrifices is the largest, reaching seven, which is half of the number of sacrifices! One can imagine how bad Sang Rou's mood will be.

The atmosphere began to be a little heavy, and finally the black and white house master explained a few words in succession, and then the conversation ended.

Chu Anle took the communicator in his hand, feeling a little uneasy in his heart, and then suddenly wanted to hear Shan Jinyu's voice.

She was barely made to wait, and the communicator was instantaneous.

"Comfort?" Shan Jinyu's voice came through the communicator, her heart was a little moved, and she couldn't help but push a little harder with the strength of her right hand to grasp the communicator.

"What's wrong? Why don't you speak? Shan Jinyu's voice came again.

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