[The most pitiable ones are those mortals who have no magic around them. If their souls are refined into the flag, they will physically endure the pain of being cut into pieces by five horses every day, and psychologically repeat the most painful and despairing experience in their lives over and over again.
thing.】
79588's electronic sound trembled, seeming a little unbearable: [In this way, Wangui Banner's resentment will be strengthened. 】
Li Ying's fists on the table clenched and then slowly unclenched, and she gently bit her back molars.
If this is the case, it is no wonder that Feirong paid her such a courtesy at that time, and his tone of voice was so sincere that it was a bit unstable.
That evil cultivator is like a dog and pig, and will enter the eighteenth level of hell!
…
A sudden wind came at night, and the dead leaves curled with cold dew.
At night, Kui Cliff is pitch black, except for one or two twinkling stars in the sky, there is no brightness at all.
The mountains and trees are dark and gloomy, and the river wind is roaring. It seems that there are countless ferocious beasts lurking in the darkness, waiting, crawling in the night, looking for opportunities to jump out and deliver a fatal blow to the neck of the prey.
Li Ying and three others were dressed in black night clothes, hiding in the night, running their spiritual power and rushing towards Wei Cliff.
"Everything is the same." Feirong's indifferent voice reached his eardrums and said, "But Wei Cliff is around the corner, so don't take it lightly."
Li Ying and Xiao Zheng nodded cautiously, their gaits becoming lighter and lighter as they walked, the hem of their clothes gently brushing against the low shrubs in the forest, leaving a faint "rustling... rustling..." sound in the air.
'It's too quiet.'
79588 said: [Indeed. Didn’t they have some kind of sacrifice tonight? But there wasn’t even a ghost in Weiya. Could it be that Feirong’s information was wrong?!]
'impossible.'
Li Ying's eyebrows kept furrowing and her eyelids twitched.
There is always a feeling that things are about to get out of control.
She exchanged a look with the two of them, and the three of them slowly approached the altar at Wei Cliff.
The obscure ancient tune was chanted slowly on the stage, accompanied by subtle spiritual fluctuations in the air, as well as the violent beating of drums, the friction of clothing, and strange music...
The hearts of Li Ying and the others slowly calmed down. As long as there was a sacrifice, their visit would not be in vain.
only……
'Either this "Kui Cliff" is a slightly raised hill next to a river. Can this be called a "cliff"?!'
[…] 79588 said: [Host, you don’t have to be so serious. No matter what its name is, the evil cultivator can be here anyway. Isn’t it safer here? Doesn’t it have to go to that high cliff?
!]
[Besides, this is just the name of a place, just like Guandong Village, Piggy Village, etc. in your previous life. Isn’t it just a title? 】
Poof——
Liying Nin smiled and touched his chin. It seemed that what he said was not unreasonable.
Xiao Zheng's cold voice reached my ears: "Act according to the plan, Fellow Daoist Cheng, be careful in everything, and never disregard your own safety."
Li Ying nodded towards Xiao Zheng and the others, sighed softly, took out a few paper puppets from the storage bag on her waist, flicked out open flames from her fingers, dripped the blood from her fingertips into the back of the paper figures, recited the spell, and
Fire paper.
Fei Rong glanced at the wound on Li Ying's finger and handed her the Jinling detoxing medicine in his storage bag: "This is the Jinling detoxing medicine. You can just apply some of it."
Li Ying looked at the blue porcelain vial, and before she could take it, she stuffed it into her hand.
She hurriedly thanked her, looked at the paper puppets standing next to her, who looked exactly like them, and said softly: "Listen to my command later, do you understand?"
The paper puppets laughed, and Mr. Yuan's lifeless facial features suddenly became alive.