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388. Throwing head and blood [4]

Tomb in the Dragon: Throwing heads, spreading dog blood【4】

All these situations can be explained. The man in black and Di Lin were enemies a long time ago, and then the man in black wanted to trap Di Lin and kill his sacrifice. [26nbsp;] Of course, that’s all Di Lin,

With his character, he could easily arouse resentment from others. What Su Ming couldn't understand was why a kind and harmless citizen like himself would be treated in this way.

However, this notebook accidentally fell into the hands of the sacrifice, and gave her a lot of hints.

Thinking of this, Su Mian's mood was inexplicably relaxed. She was not the owner of the black notebook, she was not Di Lin's enemy...

Even she didn't realize it, the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

"Oh? You want to kill the sacrifice?" The hollow voice sounded again.

Su Mingshu closed the notebook with a snap and quickly looked up. The candle in her hand could only illuminate the five meters away. There was no one else within the candlelight. Su Mingshu even turned around in a circle.

, still didn’t find anyone moving around.

In the silent stone room, only a group of acquaintances could be seen who looked like wooden stakes whose time had stopped. Su Mian stood in the middle of the altar, her feet so cold that she was numb, but the unknown terror made her heart even colder.

That person actually saw the contents of the black leather diary. Where is he?

While observing, Su Mingsheng said calmly: "Of course not. My second request is that we can take some things from the tomb out." Su Mingsheng would definitely not use the latter two requests, so

, she would have to weigh the other two requests on her own.

The owner of the voice was confused for a moment, and then quickly gave permission: "Yes, but you can only take three items out."

Three pieces, if you can pick them, is enough. Su Ming was satisfied. The reason why they went through so much trouble here was not just for the purpose of making weapons, so I left two pieces to them to pick.

As for the remaining one, Su Mingmian hasn't thought about it clearly yet.

"My last request, before I make it, I want to ask a question first." Su Mianshan glanced at Di Lin. Although he couldn't see clearly, he always felt inexplicably guilty. He felt that he was going to be entangled again.

When he did, he turned around and looked straight ahead and asked: "What happened that time?"

The owner of the tomb laughed slowly, his voice was a little high-pitched, as if he was recalling good things, and he said happily: "That's really delicious - since you want to know, just take a look."

Su Mian's eyes were dazzled, and then she found that she was standing in the corner of the hall, with the altar not far away, surrounded by people standing still.

Isn't she standing on the altar? Su Mian raised his head in confusion, only to find that there was already someone on the altar. Could it be that she was three-dimensional? Su Mian took a few steps forward. This feeling of being approached by herself was really...

It makes people feel chilly in their hearts, how come things are getting weirder and weirder.

When she saw the person on the altar clearly, she could no longer step forward. That person was also wearing sacrificial clothes, but his mask had now been taken off. She held a bead in her hand and spoke lightly

Under the bright light, the man's face was clearly visible.

It's the man in black.

The man in black in front of me is actually different from what he is now. Although his appearance is exactly the same, his temperament is completely different.

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