blood sacrifice

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The movement in the hall gradually subsided. Hearing the subordinates come to report the news that the clan chiefs and generals had been waiting for a long time in the main hall, no one dared to go in and report to the demon king at this moment.

As if they had reached a tacit understanding, the six of them just quietly listened to the more and more frequent urging announcements from the front hall without making a sound. The anxious guards were like ants on a hot pot who were angry at both ends but dared not offend at both ends. He stopped running errands, but he didn't dare to rush into the Mozun's dormitory so directly to sue him with all his courage.

With a sound of "squeak", the door was opened unexpectedly, and the Demon Venerable wearing only a simple outer robe stood in front of the hall door, against the brightly lit hall light, people could not see his expression, but the straight and majestic But his back seems to have slumped a lot in an instant, which makes people feel frustrated and depressed.

Shocked, everyone hastily bowed and knelt down on one knee: "Welcome Your Majesty."

"Find someone to check on his situation." The deep and hoarse voice echoed in his ears, leaving only the back view for everyone.

The demons declared war on the elves who had been peaceful for tens of thousands of years, which surprised all the ethnic groups living in the land of gods and demons. The only piece of pure land finally became a legend in the blood sacrifice of gods and demons that had been burning for many years.

The sudden declaration of war by the demons made the gods surprised but also happy. For the gods, the demons are tantamount to digging their own graves and giving them an ally with the same hatred. This disaster came as no surprise to Elf King Liaofeng.

Everyone in the world thinks that the demons are blinded by their desires and ambitions. Although they have overwhelming power for the gods, it is too hasty for the two major groups of the Gods and Demons to start a war at the same time.

The power has returned to balance again, and how many small ethnic groups want to flex their muscles in the war, or reap the benefits of fishing.

The mainland, which has only been calm for a few days, is once again in flames of war and blood is flowing into rivers, and perhaps only a few of them really understand that no matter how high-sounding the rhetoric that deceives the world, they are ambitious and ambitious, and they say it at this moment, but in response to that sentence. Anger is blue...

He didn't want to admit it, he couldn't believe it, but they didn't dare to say more...

Rolling in the world of mortals, that glance is destiny.

Obsessed and intertwined, this song is destined to be a swan song.

Rong Ye sat alone in front of the window, staring at the evening for a long time, lost in thought.

Since that day, Rong Ye has rarely seen the Demon Lord, except for the three meals a day that the Demon Lord will always come to eat together on time, the rest of the time is almost invisible, and he did not continue to torture him, but he did not let him go own plan.

Most of his body has healed due to the rest in the past few days, and now there is only a faint red mark left on the wound on his wrist that was worn out due to restraint.

I still vaguely remember being shaken awake by someone that day, watching many figures in and out, busy up and down, but I was too tired to open my eyes, I wanted to have a good sleep, but my ears kept ringing. The humming sound made me unable to sleep well, until I regained consciousness, it is said that it will be many days later.

He was secretly moved to this new residence a few days ago. It is no longer the Eternal Night of the Demon Realm. The sunset and the seasons change. It should be that the Demon Lord is tired of playing the game. I don’t know why he found another reason to start a war against the God Realm.

Rong Ye smiled wryly in his heart. I don't know how long the Protoss can resist, and whether they can wait for the next respite...

The slightly cool wind blows in from the window with a little moisture, puffing up the water-colored sleeves and brushing a loose silver hair.

Rong Ye leaned against the window sill with one hand half-supporting her chin, and with the other hand subconsciously rubbed the glazed beads that had appeared in her palm at some point. The moist and smooth surface had a colorful luster that could not be concealed even if it was wrapped in the palm.

Every angel has its own orb hidden in its chest since birth. Angels without the protection of the orb will lose the ability to open a self-protection barrier, and angels whose orb is destroyed will not be able to spread their wings and fly.

Therefore, angels attach great importance to the divine orb for body protection, and even their loved ones cannot easily deliver it. Not only is the price of losing the orb unimaginable, but just inserting the palm of their hand into the chest cavity forcibly, under the condition that blood must not bleed The pain of forcibly pulling out the Shenzhu is daunting.

But at this moment, the body-protecting orb that should have been lying in the chest to perform its duties, was quietly lying in Rong Ye's palm and let it play with the sand, Rong Ye couldn't help laughing at himself.

But for a few days, he pretended to be acting on every occasion, but cheating and substituting, knowing that it was not possible, knowing that it should not be done, but he still endured the heart-wrenching pain to take out the body-protecting divine bead.

I want to hand it over to him, I want to trust him, I want to turn a blind eye to too many doubts and clues that cannot withstand scrutiny, but after all, Nanke Yimeng, dreams will always wake up, and facts are always inevitable...

Fortunately, the Divine Orb is still there...

Fortunately, it's not enough to lose my heart...

Fortunately, he didn't know all this...

I still clearly remember every word and every word of Liaofeng that day, even though I was so angry and furious at that time, I didn't feel anything after a few days. Sure enough, my skin can become thicker and thicker...

Sure enough, as he said, he is really good at...

After finishing posting business-like things, Liao Feng turned around as disgusted as he was treating garbage, and before taking them away, he still gave his "kindly" advice: "Although it's quite tasty to be so stretched, but it will inevitably get boring after playing for a long time, isn't it? Don’t you even know how to call Chuang? If you have time, you should learn a few hands, don’t waste your good voice, this is a piece of advice from a friend for many years, you should learn to be grateful!”

Oh, I really forgot to say thank you to him!

The servant boy who came to pour the water did not leave as usual, but walked towards Rong Ye.

He didn't raise his head vigilantly until he was close, and Rong Ye was startled. Although his face changed to cover up all the characteristics, he would not admit it when he came into contact with the familiar aura at such a close distance.

This person is a protoss, but what rank Rong Ye is unable to continue to investigate.

Before Rong Ye could open his mouth, the visitor's unhurried movements were suddenly hurried, and he felt a cold light suddenly appear in the blink of an eye, and he smiled knowingly, which should be the result.

Thinking about how the Demon Lord, who had a good battle today, returned to the palace ahead of time, and seeing the too quiet atmosphere along the way, he faintly felt that something was wrong. He quickened his pace and went straight to the main hall, but he didn't expect such a thrilling scene, as if the blood in his body was congealed instantly.

The snow-white sword blade that was about to seal his throat with a sword, and a calm smile of relief on his face, unprecedented astonishment and fear swept his whole body, and the instinct of being unable to think kept him in his arms.