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This seat is a sacrifice?  ?  ?

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    Before Mo Ran could speak, he suddenly heard a sharp and piercing voice shouting behind him: "Let me go, let me go! Let me go first!"

    Is that the beetle?  !

    The beetle hunched over the heavy stone, crawled forward vigorously, and still came to the pharmacy at that time, and shouted: "I can't take it anymore! Come to a doctor to save my life!"

    A white-haired jiaoren swam out¡ªbut his tail was completely different from other jiaoren, with gold flowing all over his body, shining with a gorgeous luster. His full head of gorgeous hair was tied with simple hair buttons and hung down on his shoulders.  Although the face is covered with wrinkles, but the shape of the face is well-proportioned, the bridge of the nose is straight and straight, the curvature of the lips is also very appropriate, and a pair of golden eyes are misty and misty. It can be imagined that this gentleman should have been extremely handsome when he was young.

    The ink burned.

    It wasn't like this before, what about the green flood dragon?

    The aged Jiaoren glanced at them from a distance, but did not speak. Instead, he came to the threshold, bent over, and took down the stones carried by the beetle one by one.

    The last stone was removed, and the illusion was broken. The scorpion suddenly exploded, and pus and blood splattered all over the place like a fog.  Almost at the same time, all the ghosts and monsters in the market froze, and then became limp and pus, all of which turned into stinky blood that permeated the lake.

    The lake water was instantly dyed red, and as the color of the blood became deeper and deeper, Mo Ran and Chu Wanning soon found it difficult to see things in the distance, and then they couldn't see things close up, and finally the eyes were scarlet.  It's hard to see your fingers when you stretch out your hand.

    Chu Wanning said: "The ink burns."

    Mo Ran understands him too well, and even without Chu Wanning saying anything else, he just said: "Master, don't worry, I'm here."

    Chu Wanning didn't say much, or his mouth was too stupid, he was silent for a while, and only said: "Be careful in everything."

    The blood was blurred, and Mo Ran couldn't see the face that didn't change when the sky fell, but it was easier to detect the concern in the master's voice.  He rarely felt the warmth of Chu Wanning on weekdays. At this moment, he suddenly felt a heat in his chest, and he tightened the other's hand, and said: "Okay."

    The two were close back to back, and although they couldn't see each other, they could feel each other's heartbeat and breath.  The situation was weird, Chu Wanning summoned Tianwen, and Mo Ran recovered his spiritual power at this time, and then summoned Hell.

    Not long after the two called out their respective martial arts, Mo Ran suddenly said: "Master, look over there!"

    Chu Wanning turned sideways, just at the door of the pharmacy where the old man was picking up stones, suddenly dozens of white spots of different sizes floated on the ground.  The two went hand in hand, and only when they got closer did they realize that those light spots were indeed the stones left by the beetle.

    These dozens of stones were neatly arranged in three rows by the old Jiao people, and each piece was exuding a soft brilliance.

    Slowly, in front of the stone, a figure gradually appeared, and it seemed that it was still the white-haired flood dragon just now.

    Mo Ran tried to ask: "Who are you?"

    The person didn't answer, he looked at Chu Wanning, then at Mo Ran, then silently raised his hand and pointed to the stones on the ground.

    Mo Ran asked: "Do you want us to pick up this stone?"

    The white-haired dragon nodded, and then stretched out a finger.

    "Does it mean to pick up a piece?"

    The white-haired Jiaoren nodded, shook his head again, pointed to Mo Ran, and then pointed to Chu Wanning.

    Mo Ran understood: "Is one person picking up a piece?"

    This time the white-haired dragon nodded vigorously, then stopped moving, staring at the two with wide eyes.

    Mo Ran asked: "Master, do you want to listen to him?"

    "Just do as he said, anyway, there is no other way for the time being."

    So the two each chose a stone to pick it up. Unexpectedly, just touching the stone with their fingertips, a grotesque glow flashed in front of their eyes, the sky and the earth rotated, and colorful colors rushed past.  When everything returned to stillness, the endless blood red suddenly disappeared.

    Taking a closer look, they were actually teleported to the arsenal of the gods!

    "Master!!"

    "Master, Ah Ran!!"

    Xue Meng and Shi Mei are also here. When they saw Chu Wanning, both of them were surprised and happy, and they came over.  Unexpectedly, the luminous stone was attached to the teleportation spell, Chu Wanning was still a little sick because of the rapid rotation just now, he put one hand on his forehead, but still held Mo Ran tightly with the other hand.

    In the blood lake, Mo Ran clasped his hands together and never separated.

    Due to Chu Wanning's identity, he rarely has the opportunity to be with Mo Ran. Most of the time, he can only stand not far away and watch the apprentices being intimate.

    Therefore, the rare warmth in the palm of my hand made meIn disbelief, or in disbelief, or with lingering fears in their hearts, the three teenagers all raised their heads and stared at the spirit body in the sword casting pool, not knowing how to chew its self-report.

    Mo Ran said: "Senior Liu¡ª¡ª"

    Xue Meng: "Senior Liu?"

    "Otherwise, what is it called, do you pick seniors?" Mo Ran gave Xue Meng a white look, and continued, "I'm telling you something that you may not like to hear. It's really hard to justify your words."

    Although the heart-picking willow could not speak, he could understand Mo Ran's words, and he turned his face away.

    Mo Ran said: "You first said that you were bewitched by the fake Gouchen, and then that you recovered your sanity because of the influence of Tianwen and the aura after the ghost woke up. But the ghost was given to me by the fake Gouchen, doesn't he know  What are the consequences of this?"

    Binding Liu shook his head, and the text in front of Chu Wanning changed.

    "I am a tree species in the God Realm. He doesn't know me very well, and he doesn't know that martial arts can affect my mind. He needs my power to study the three forbidden arts. In recent years, because my life is coming to an end, he is very anxious.  I have been looking for a way to continue my life. But I really don¡¯t want to live anymore. I would rather die than be a slave to a tiger. It¡¯s a pity that I am controlled by others and I can¡¯t help myself"

    Chu Wanning read this and thought for a while: "So he let Mo Ran come to the bottom of the water, Mo Ran is the essence of the wood spirit, and the fake calculation must be to combine Mo Ran with the ghost's spiritual power  , as a sacrifice to you."

    Picking Willow nodded.

    Mo Ran is still puzzled: "But the fake Gou Chen said that there are two wood spirit essences, and Master is also one of them. Why did he lock me up alone?"

    Bingxin Liu wrote: "Since ancient times, young people are the best sacrifices, and those used by tree spirits are even more unambiguous. In addition, sacrifices must be full of food and drink, and all emotions and desires must be satisfied.  My life was taken away in the illusion. If it weren't for this, the sacrifice would have regrets, and if the resentment grows, it will accelerate my withering."

    He said so.  Mo Ran suddenly thought of the fox demon who became Chu Wanning in the secret room.

    It turned out that it was to satisfy his passion/desire, just like fattening a pig before killing it, so that it tastes delicious.

    In this way, it makes sense why he saw Chu Wanning instead of Shi Mei.  He cherishes and pities the teacher's ignorance, so he dare not play with it.  Along with love/desire, his desire for Chu Wanning is indeed much stronger than Shi Mo

    Chu Wanning saw that Mo Ran looked different, and said that he had lingering fears, and wanted to forgive him a few words, so he asked, "What are you thinking?"

    "No, nothing."

    Seeing that Mo Ran blushed, Chu Wanning was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and suddenly stopped talking. After a long while, he turned his head a little angrily.

    Where does this kid have lingering fears?  It turned out that he recalled the so-called 'seven emotions and six desires', and started to dream about things.

    Chu Wanning shook his sleeves angrily, with a cold face, and whispered: "Shameless."

    Mo Ran: ""

    Fortunately, Chu Wanning doesn't know who is satisfying his passion/desire in the illusion. If he knows, will he be so angry that he will be stripped alive?

    Just thinking wildly, suddenly, the ground of Shenwuku trembled for a while, Xue Meng asked in surprise: "What's going on?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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