The sudden news made Yaoguang's body tremble slightly, and Rakshasa frowned.
It was so sudden. Why was there no news from the outside world? The Saint Tribe decided to do it in three days...
"Where did you get the news..." Rakshasa was used to seeing wind and waves, and he was not as emotionally attached to Beiming and his wife as Yaoguang. He immediately stared at Beiming Tianquan and asked in a deep voice. The truth of this news was quite high.
The important thing is that Rakshasa shut up before he finished asking.
Because, he saw Beiming Tianquan tearing off the black clothes on his body, revealing the clothes underneath, which were the clothes of high-ranking members of the Holy Clan. This...
"After I knew these things back then, I started working hard in the Saint Clan, and I have become one of the leading figures in the Saint Clan today, so..." Beiming Tianquan didn't finish what he said, but what he meant next was already very clear.
Understood.
After he knew his life experience and the circumstances of his parents, he knew that in order to resolve this matter, he had to ask the Saints to forgive him, in order to avoid the never-ending pursuit.
Therefore, when he joined the Saint Clan, he started as the youngest outer disciple. After more than ten years of hard work, he finally climbed to the top position. Therefore, he knew the most secret information.
"Rakshasa." Yaoguang heard the words and turned his head to look at Rakshasa, the anxiety on his face clearly revealed.
"Don't worry." Seeing this, Rakshasa put his arm around Yaoguang's shoulder and patted him, then said in a deep voice: "Three days will be a murderous opportunity, but maybe it will also be a turning point."
As soon as these words were spoken, the anxious Tianquan and Yaoguang were slightly startled at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, the two people reacted immediately, their eyes flashed, and they looked at each other.
Yes, their parents were imprisoned in the most secluded and well-defended place of the Holy Clan. It was very difficult for them to go in and rescue people. Three days later, they were publicly burned. Now that this person came out, there was an even greater opportunity.
You must know that it is difficult to rob a prison, and it is not too difficult to rob a law field.
"Don't we have a plan for a long time?" Rakshasa looked at the two people who understood, and a cold smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Now, we just need to make slight modifications."
The night is dark, the cool wind is blowing, and every bit is mysterious.
Three days, whether it is long or short, almost flies by, and the time is up.