Banished to Another World

I want to warn the original war, but I don’t know why. I read a book?·1?·cc He only knows that there is such a very powerful person who came here, but what kind of person, ability, even male or female, he does not know, the six no The horned warrior will stop talking after mentioning the person. After a while, he may leave directly after the rest time.

In the cave, I asked the big python for the sake of luck: "Do you know who the person they are talking about?"

The big python's cold-blooded and gloomy eyes are stern, and this human being is very strange. It can communicate with it. No wonder what tells it to help this person.

Sumen patted the big python and gestured to let him down.

The big python hangs its tip and releases the child.

For this big python to violate the physiological habits and use the tail to lift Sumen, it is not strange to blame, he asked again: "Don't know?"

The big python doesn't know who he is talking about. Today, it is not bright until now. Many people have suddenly come to the valley, and even it has been alarmed.

"..." Snakes have no vocal cords and like to live alone. When they are handed over/matched and threatened, they rarely communicate with the same kind, and their communication methods are also unique, such as hitting the ground with a snake tail, or by spitting snakes. Out of the air, or left behind.

Because snakes rarely communicate with similar or heterogeneous species, most people in the world think that snakes have no feelings. They think that they will not have extra feelings besides being threatened or paid/matched, so there is no need for communication. But is this really the case?

Strictly watching the big python, obviously did not hear it, but I do not know why I understood what the other party wants to express: a lot of people.

"That should be a strange person, maybe not with other people..." Strictly seeing the "serious" expression of the python, happy, how can he expect a python to know so much, "Cough, do you have any existing singularity?" People? Just one person."

The Boa constrictor understood this time and gestured to him with him.

The Blue Valley seems to be more lonely today than usual. It is clear that there is sunshine into the valley, but perhaps because the trees in the valley are too dense, the whole mountain looks sullen.

"Oh." The leaves were shattered and sounded, and a lonely figure appeared on the narrow path in the valley.

From a distance, this person is slender, his limbs are strong and powerful, his body is almost perfect, his body is not much more, and he really adds more points and less points.

When you get close, anyone who sees this person will probably take a sigh of relief.

I saw this man who was slender and could not see his age, like a slave who was the lowest, and he was naked/naked. He couldn’t see any obvious hair on his body. The most peculiar thing was that his body was covered with strange blue. Purple pattern, even the soles of the feet, the top of the head, the face, the eyelids, the hands and feet between the fingers, including the **** / the device are lined up, his eyebrows are also grained, but his facial features are so perfect, I do not know that God is a flower How long has it been carefully carved out of such a face?

Extremely strange, but extremely beautiful!

The man walked and walked, suddenly body dancing, made a strange movement, and his mouth also sounded like a tired and chilly whisper: "Sorrowful traveler, let me send your soul back The embrace of the gods."

The silent valley is instantly discolored!

The power of a large number of black and red souls screamed out of the woods not far from the right side of the valley.

That is the scream of the ghost, the ear of the living can not hear, but can directly penetrate the mind of the living. Read a book? w?ww·1·cc

The strict subconsciousness in the forest led Sue to the back and sang at the same time: "The ancestors are on the top, I sacrifice with my energy, may these souls rest in peace, go, go where you should go!"

A large number of ghosts suddenly solidified around the stern, they seem to be blocked by something, these black and red ghosts around a ball.

And the voice of the strict praying has just fallen, and a lot of light spots are scattered in the body, and these light spots pass through the invisible ball shield and shoot into the dark red light of those ghosts.

The moonlight-like light spots travel through the black-red light spots, just like infections, and those black-red light spots are also assimilated into moonlight-colored light spots.

Do not--! We don't want to quell it! We have not revenge yet! we……

The ghosts are struggling, wanting to get out of the harshness, and some of the ghosts are really free, even if their souls become more incomplete, and some souls are crying with extreme sadness.

Don't go away...

Don't turn from nothing here...

Want to stay, want to live, even in this pitiful and pathetic way...

The sad humming sounds.

The beautiful man who was tattooed on the ground slammed into the soil with his hands and made a mournful voice.

There are more ghosts to break free, and they seem to gain strength from the sorrow of men.

Strictly, when the man’s grief came into his ears, he saw some pictures.

Just because a horned aristocrat wanted to get a hundred human leg bones and handed it to the orthopaedic division to customize the weapon, nearly five hundred hornless people were driven to the gloomy valley.

Five hundred people were hoisted in the woods, and horned people shuttled among these hornless people, such as picking the cargo version to compare their thigh length and curvature. The person being seen will be cut open thighs alive and will be taken out of the thigh bones alive.

Not all of the leg bones that were removed were suitable for the request, for which more than 400 people were cut in one hundred thigh bones.

After the leg bones were taken, these hornless people were not "wasted". The horned aristocrats found a number of orthopedics who displayed the materials as if they were selling goods.

Then one after another was cut open, and one after another hornless people could not stand the pain of living bones and died.

In the end, there were only 500 pieces of rotten meat left in the woods. The black land was dyed black, red and black. The **** taste and the smell of the soil mixed together to form a very stinky rancid smell.

Picture transition.

A hornless woman with a big belly was **** by four hornless people and carried into the valley, followed by two horned people.

The woman lowered her head and had no strength to struggle and mourn.

The four hornless people were scared to walk in the mountain road. They needed the horned people behind them to whip them before they dared to continue deep into the valley.

Arriving at a low recess, four hornless people ordered the pregnant woman to order.

One of the two horned men stepped forward and peeled off the woman's stomach with a knife. The woman screamed and woke up.

The baby that flowed out along with the field was still alive, and his hands and feet were moving. Want to see? Book 1ka?nshu·cc

The horned man with the knife premised the baby's legs and feet, and the baby cried.

The horned man cursed something, and his tone was full of hatred and hate.

And the four hornless people who are responsible for carrying people are scared after seeing the shape of the baby! Enthusiastically, the inverted baby had a black one-corner in the middle of his head, but there was nothing in his middle of his forehead, no third eye or spar.

This is a mixed-race, a mixed-race and hornless mixed-race, the most sinful and dirty blood!

The baby was killed by alive, and the mother tried to crawl, leaving a blood mark on the ground until she held the baby's body in her arms and did not move.

The third screen appears.

This seems to be an ancient battlefield, a large number of hornless people and some intelligent creatures fighting a horned man in a valley.

There are many demon warriors and witches among those who have no horns, but their energy consumption is not enough to supplement, and the meta-crystals they bring are quickly consumed in high-intensity battles.

Wisdom creatures are even worse. They don’t even add energy. If they can’t use it, they can only fight.

On the other hand, there are no magic warriors, but their bones are not worse than the magic warriors, and they have plenty of crystals, sufficient reserve power, logistics, and replacement manpower and equipment.

At the beginning, the two sides were still evenly matched, but soon the situation began to fall, and when the energy of the hornless people could not continue, the result of the battle was clear.

Most of these hornless warriors and witches and those of intelligent creatures are dead, leaving only a small part of them to escape, but these have not escaped too far, and more than 90% have been captured.

The valley is full of dead bodies, full of pits and valleys!

The horns have retired, and they may not need to move these bones for the time being. But not long after, someone came to the valley to pick up the treasure - this is the magic bone full of a valley!

There are more and more horned people coming in. The dead spirits in the valley watched the enemies who killed them and their bodies were not let go, and the grievances rose.

......

One scene after another has flashed through the harsh mind.

Every time someone in the scene is killed, he feels that he has been killed.

wake up! Must wake up! Screaming in the heart.

This is not the same as the last wish of the Jiuyuan warrior he saw last time. These scenes are so real, and he is so fast that he can't tell the difference between reality and illusion. If he goes on like this, he will sooner or later regard himself as a character in a certain scene. And when he thinks he is a certain character, the character is dead, his brain will be confused and the brain will die!

The tattooed man just wants to kill him in this way!

"All the gods, please listen to me. I will swear by my life, and I will turn the horns out of the way, split them, weaken them, and avenge you!"

In the same way, even three times, the body is light, the pressure in the body disappears, and the sorrow that is directly transmitted into the brain is also inaudible.

"..." The tattooed man slowly stood up from the ground and a stream of blood flowed out of his mouth.

His soul sings were interrupted, and the ghosts did not want to help him again. This is the first time.

Even the Hulian high priest who had shackled him had only used the bone chain cage that could block the magic and the soul to trap him. This hornless man could directly crack his ability.

If it is in other places, it is here, but here is the Blue Valley, which has fallen from the ancient gloom of many lives since ancient times. No one who dares to come here at night can leave no life, that is, those who have horns. Da Wu did not dare to come here in the evening.

Some of the souls buried in this valley cannot even be completely controlled by him.

But the man behind him not only avoided all the ambushes in the valley, but also found him and cracked his witchcraft.

Do you want to kill that person completely at the expense of life? Anyway, he is already alive.

"What are you doing on this road? Are the movements you danced to be a dance of sacrifice?" There was a young voice that was gentle and pleasing to the ear and comfortable to listen to.

The sound is like a clear spring, which can cool down the anger and excitement. The man's emotions are calmed down a bit. He controls the crazy thoughts he wants to die with, and faintly returns: "I am awakening the soul in this valley. As for You have not heard of the dance of sacrifice."

"I haven't heard of it, I don't think it's okay. I think you should just be able to use some specific actions to make you better perform witchcraft, right?"

The man turned slowly and he began to be interested in the people behind him, instead of just trying to kill the other person in order to complete the task.

"Brother, I don't think you are like a killer or a tyrannical person. Why don't we talk about it first?" Strictly let the big python help look at Summen, walk out of the woods and walk to the man.

The two men collided.

Strictly sighed with a sigh of relief, it’s a good man! Even the strange tattoo can't hide his beauty, so that the big animal of his family can't see what it is like.

Say the animals to the animals! The original battle rushed out of the ground anxiously, grabbing the silence, "Are you okay?"

He just "listened" to the call of sternness, thinking that he was in danger, he gave up the arrangement on the other side and rushed in with the fastest speed.

Strictly helpless, "Don't you let me not come to me without hearing for help?"

How can I be assured of the original battle, sophistry: "You just asked for help, I heard it."

"I just woke up in my heart!" Although he said so in his mouth, his little lover paid so much attention to him, and he was very happy.

Sumen saw that the original war had come, and he ran out of the woods, and the big python followed.

The tattooed peerless male saw that there were so many creatures suddenly appearing, a little uncomfortable, and took a step back. He didn't like to be in contact with too many living lives.

The eyes of several creatures fell on the man.

The original battle was not as strict as expected, and when I saw the man’s appearance, I raised my eyebrows. He secretly stroked the height of both sides and felt that he was taller than the other and stronger than the other. This is satisfied - the man is not looking at a face!

Strictly, when he looked at the man carefully, he also heard the whispering voice from the wind: "...the soul controler...the old...the witch."

Strictly thinking about it, he saw a strange feeling when he saw the man at first sight, and the feeling of the demon abyss that the sea witch who did not know how many years lived gave him a similar feeling.

"I, strictly, the priest of the 6th Yuan tribe of Dongda." Yan right right fist according to the heart, cautiously carried out a nine-yuan warrior ceremony for the man.

The man was silent for a while, "...stan, slave, rootless."

The two fell silent.

Strictly watching Stan's body week, the rich blood red light entangled the man, just like giving Stan a circle of blood halo.

Strictly speaking, these blood red spots are no strangers. These spots will appear on the battlefield near Jiuyuan. They are the obsessions left by the deceased. They can also be said to be the soul of the deceased, but the soul color of each person is Not the same, and most of the bleeding red luster are unwilling and resentful.

Stein stared at him with a stern look and suddenly stepped closer to him. There was a trace of suspicion in the man's eyes, and his hand stretched out, as if he wanted to stroke the cheeks.

Strictly stood still.

The original battle was not willing. Touching what touch! Hey you!

Stein seemed to feel the murderousness of the original war, his hand reached halfway to stop, but he did not let go. This person’s eyes originally contained a strong sorrow. At this time, he rose a little like the struggle to see hope. He whispered, “The gods are merciful, the surroundings are so clean, you are the most legendary. The purest soul that is favored by the gods?"

"Ha!" I really didn't expect that one day he would be said to be pure in the soul. If the guide knows, I don't know what to say. Strictly laughed. However, he is more interested in what Stein said "the gods have mercy", this is the first time he heard the wisdom of the creatures mentioning the "God" after the West.

"Probably related to my ability." Strictly and honestly.

"Can I touch you?" Stan asked strangely.

"No." The original war was spoken.

Strictly did not feel hostile in Stan, smiled and said: "If you want to see if my soul is pure, then I can tell you directly, no."

Stein didn't smile, he looked at the silence with a strong attachment.

Strictly pinching the hand of the original war, no exception, nodded: "Okay."

He didn't fully believe this person, but he could feel the energy contained in the soul of the other party is very powerful, perhaps even stronger than the original battle! If this man called Stan is fully committed to them, it is hard to say who will eventually die. In this case, he would rather take some risks in exchange for greater benefits.

Stan's hand eventually fell on the cheeks.

The original face is black and can be used as ink.

There is no evasion in the strictness.

Stan's hand is very warm, his touch is very soft, just like the father caressing his own child, and the devout believer is touching the god.

"Call..." Stan's eyes closed slightly and spit out a sigh of gas.

His body seems to relax a lot, and his expression is softened from sadness and silence.

"Sure enough, I think the same." Stan opened his eyes. "Your ability can make me a lot more comfortable."

Strictly understood the other side's meaning for a second, because he saw that the blood red light that originally surrounded Stan seemed to fade.

But the original war will not be easy to listen to.

But his priest, his lover, actually said to him in front of another man: "I can make you more comfortable, try it?"

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