Chapter Eighty-Five: What Is It?
Yuan Jinhang's face changed back and forth, and the seed-like scars on his cheeks became more and more ghostly under the illumination of the dim candle flame.
Can't summon it?
Yuan Jinhang took a deep breath, and then dripped in a second drop of blood on the tip of his tongue.
After the second drop of blood on the tip of the tongue dripped in, the entire altar was full of light, and the light and shadow that Yuan Jinhang had been looking forward to finally appeared.
Yuan Jinhang was overjoyed, but he didn't notice that at the moment when the light and shadow appeared, a miniature version of the altar pattern also appeared on his forehead, but it was not complete enough, as if he was waiting for something to fill it in.
"My lord, one of the ancient demon caves was destroyed today, and I don't know if there is still a possibility of repair. ”
The pressure of light and shadow was too strong, Yuan Jinhang lowered his head at the right time and asked respectfully.
It's just that Yuan Jinhang, who lowered his head, had no way to see the portrait on the light and shadow, and it was a little blurry.
"None. ”
"It needs to be rebuilt. ”
The light and shadow were word-by-word, and the voice sounded mechanical hoarse, which made people can't help but get goosebumps.
"No?"
"How is that possible?"
Yuan Jinhang asked in disbelief.
He knew how mysterious the Ancient Demon Cave was, how could a small swordsman in Nanyi completely destroy it?
In response to Yuan Jinhang's question, it was a demonic qi that slapped heavily on Yuan Jinhang's chest.
Yuan Jinhang snorted, fell off the altar in embarrassment, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
Yuan Jinhang knew that he was speechless, so he stopped talking and quietly waited for instructions.
The other party is too strong, and he has no right to question at all.
But knowing this, he actually lost his temper just now.
"Find nine hundred and ninety-nine women with human life and sin on their hands, and you can quickly rebuild the demon cave. ”
After a long time, the figure in the light and shadow spoke again.
It's as if human life is nothing more than fertilizer to him.
"Yes. ”
Yuan Jinhang replied honestly.
No matter how much he complained in his heart, he would never dare to say it.
When the light and shadow completely dissipated, and the altar returned to calm and simplicity again, Yuan Jinhang barely stood up against the wall.
Scold......
Yuan Jinhang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly.
Laughing and laughing, tears fell uncontrollably.
How did he get to where he is today?
It's really a trick.
What was he like in the past, but now he has become this inhuman and ghostly appearance.
Thinking about it carefully, he can't remember why he changed his temperament so much back then, and he desperately wanted to seize power and ascend the throne by bloody means, and then began to arrange all this with his own hands little by little, planning countless things that he despised in his childhood.
He vaguely remembered that in a small corner of his mind, there was a young man in white, and the smile on his face was still sincere and bright.
It was as if it all started with that change of temperament.
If nothing happened, if he was still an ordinary little prince of the Yuan clan, maybe ......
Unconsciously, the clarity in Yuan Jinhang's eyes was swallowed up by turbidity again, as if the remorse just now did not exist at all.
I saw Yuan Jinhang stunned and touched the tears on his cheeks, a little trance.
What's wrong with him?
Why did this period of time suddenly become indecisive and sad?
Tears always belong to the weak.
Yuan Jinhang thought of the instructions given in the light and shadow just now, and his dazedness was instantly replaced by ruthlessness.
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Nine hundred and ninety-nine Yin Fate women, and they are still people with blood on their hands, this requirement is really a bit harsh.
People born in the lunar year, the moon, and the sun are one in a thousand, let alone those who have been infected with evil.
However, no matter how difficult it is, you have to find it.
As long as he found these nine hundred and ninety-nine women, it was a big deal that he personally watched them slash others.
Human life is like grass mustard, the weak eat the strong, what is there to worry about.
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Yuan Jinhang finally took a deep look at the altar, and there was indescribable ambition in his eyes.
It should be said that it is difficult for Yuan Jinhang to find pure goodness anymore, and he is now the embodiment of ambition and tyranny.
After Yuan Jinhang left, Gu Sheng slowly showed his figure, looking at the altar with a condensed gaze.
Sure enough, Yuan Jinhang is just a chess piece.
At best, this piece is slightly more important.
Gu Sheng looked at the altar, but she was still confused.
Well, she has a specialization in the art industry, and she is really not a talent in this area.
╮(﹀_﹀)╭
Gu Sheng began to reflect on whether she was too scumbag, except that her fists were hard enough, there seemed to be nothing that could be taken out.
emmmm......
Self-reflection is easy to pierce the heart, so she should stop at it.
Gu Sheng sighed, resigned himself to his fate, and honestly began to draw the complete altar, ready to take it back and study it slowly.
If you use your brain, you should leave it to others, because it is easy to get old because you are embarrassed.
The master wants to be young forever.
Gu Sheng put away the painted altar, and then stood where Yuan Jinhang was standing, looking up at the sky at forty-five degrees, ready to brew the atmosphere.
Is it easier to cry here?
After so many years, Master Ben has never shed tears.
It's a pity that Gu Xiaoye was born without tears.
Not even a human being, let alone tears.
Gu Sheng recalled Fang Caiyuan Jinhang's crying, and felt a little sad inexplicably.
Σ(っ°Д°;) っ
emmmmm......
Don't tell her that she has contracted the powerful disease of the heart of the Virgin.
It's terrible, there's none.
However, she was really curious about why Yuan Jinhang came to where she is today.
Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.
She had also personally investigated what happened to Yuan Jinhang since he was born, but most of the old people in the palace had died directly or indirectly in the hands of Yuan Jinhang.
But it is also enough for her to know that Yuan Jinhang was a simple and pure person when he was young.
But after all, it's in the past.
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Using the blood on the tip of the tongue as the medium of communication, what kind of tricky method is this?
Gu Sheng felt that she was still a little lonely.
After all, when he was in the Jedi, even if he had his senses, he only met Nan Yi alone.
But Nan Yi is still an ugly cripple.
Later, she appeared in the Yanze Continent, although her footprints have almost traveled to all parts of the Yanze Continent, but she has always seen a limited amount.
She must not stand still in the Yanze Continent.
Gu Sheng quietly left the secret room, and then explored the winding secret passage under the palace by the way.
Cultivating a secret path alone is a big project.
Gu Sheng wanted to casually hand the altar drawings she drew to Gu Yun, but then stopped this idea.
There are indeed a bunch of strange people who follow her, but their horizons are ultimately limited.
This matter is most appropriate to be handled by Nan Yi.
Gu Sheng didn't have the slightest embarrassment or embarrassment to ask for others......
If you can fake your hands on others, why do you have to do it yourself.
Gu Xiaoye is also very busy, okay?
Hey......
Did she forget something......