In the Shadow Worship Sect, the hall was brightly lit, and in the main hall, trembling, stood two rows of men in black cloaks, and at first glance there were at least twenty or thirty people, only to see that they were holding knives or swords in their hands, with solemn expressions.

Above the lobby, a tall and thin gray-robed old man sat on a carved dragon stone chair. The old man is not like a person, a ghost is not like a ghost, his face is pale and bloodless, his eyes are deeply sunken in his sockets, his cheekbones are high and bulging, his lips are as thin as a blade, his face is white and terrifying, a gray robe is worn on the old man's body as if he is on a skeleton, he can't help but sway back and forth, the old man is half hidden in his sleeves, his hands are like ten finger bones, and the outside is tightly wrapped in a layer of crumpled old skin, and he can't feel any flesh and blood, which is extremely terrifying!

At this time, a woman in red walked in softly outside, and everyone said respectfully when they saw this: "My subordinates see the eldest lady."

When the woman in red heard this, she said sharply: "It's none of your business, you all step down." Then he walked straight to the top of the lobby, and the gray-robed old man, who was still meditating, heard and said, "Fluttershy, you're back, is there any whereabouts of the bloodstone?"

Dad: My daughter didn't do a good job and didn't find the bloodstone, but she already has a good plan, and the bloodstone will definitely be back in your hands within seven days.

The old man's face was slightly uplifted and he said with a smile: "Your father has always been at ease, but this bloodclotting stone is very important to this sect, and without it, it is difficult for my blood-condensing divine skill to break through the tenth layer."

Twenty years ago, my cultivation of the Blood Condensation Divine Skill fell short, and I finally decided to retire. If it weren't for Jin Biao, a traitor, who stole the bloodclotting stone when I went mad this time, I would have already practiced the tenth layer of the blood-condensing divine skill, and then I would be able to dominate the martial arts and become the overlord who subverted the world. Ren Fangtian said angrily.

Ren Xiaodie couldn't help but feel sad after hearing this: "Dad, don't worry, your daughter will live up to your high expectations and find the bloodstone."

In the back prison of the Shadow Sacrifice Sect, Sun Xiaoyu's face was pale, and there was still a trace of residual blood on the side of his mouth, Ren Xiaodie walked into the back prison with an old man with a full beard, and whispered to the old man: Doctor Xue, you must find a way to cure her, she must not die.

Hearing this, Doctor Xue immediately took a handle for Sun Xiaoyu and said, "Miss", this woman is extremely injured, if she hadn't taken any medicine, I'm afraid she would have died at this moment, and her subordinates must have done their best to heal her.

Ren Xiaodie said thoughtfully, "I'm tired of Doctor Xue." ”

In the early morning, a dazzling sunlight sprinkled on Yifan's eyes, he slowly opened his eyes, the pain spread all over his body again, he slowly sat up with the pain, but found himself lying on a bed at the moment, the bed was piled up with all kinds of medical books, and next to him was a woman in a long white dress. Perhaps it was his unusual movement that disturbed the woman who was still asleep, and the woman then stood up with soft reddish eyes and a slightly red face, looking to be about twenty.

I saw that the woman's willow eyebrows were bent like the moon, and the apricot kernels were as bright as water. The skin is better than the snow and can be broken, the two peach cheeks are like a spring breeze, the lips are like cherry blossoms, the teeth are like braided shells, and the air is like a quiet orchid, and a white dress highlights the exquisite figure to the fullest. Compared with the glamorous and unequaled, this woman may only have eight points of amorous charm, but the slightly naughty pear vortex on both sides of her shallow smile that always hangs on her face adds a bit of lively agility and a point of coquettishness that I see pity.