Yin Sang almost bit his silver teeth, stared at You Sacrifice, and asked coldly, “What are the benefits of this god’s family?””
She must remember one by one clearly, and the future will be liquidated one by one!
You Wan replied: “God’s favor is not known to me, it varies from person to person.”
“How does it vary from person to person?”Yin Sang reluctantly refused to let go.
You wish to always be patient and peaceful, “Maybe some people happen to have the blue eyes of the Lord of God because of certain characteristics, or maybe some people are more sincere.”
Yin Sang squinted.
Is Ning Zishan, who is suspected to be the holder of the Yinshendi Book, the former?
As for the tour festival……
Yin Sang secretly cursed in his heart, it’s best to die violently if you don’t know anything and question the existence of God!
This thought just turned around in my mind, but I saw that You Sacrifice and Ning Zishan suddenly had abnormalities in their bodies.
The side of You Sacrifice was shaken by the dim shadow of the candle, and the dry and slender branches of the artifact slowly crawled out of the self-opening Yin Mansion, only halfway up, and half of his body sank in the whirlpool-like Yin Mansion.
Its oval head that fell to the ground opened its mouth and let out a silent whine, its torso trembled constantly, its breath suddenly became stronger and weaker, and its lower body hidden in the Yin Mansion was like a silkworm trying to get out of its cocoon.
The Ning red sandalwood next to him is different from him again. Hidden spiritual patterns flicker around his body, causing his exposed skin to change to varying degrees, weird purple and red bloodshot like living things walking and climbing, and Ning red sandalwood exudes more and more dangerous aura.
The situation on the You Festival side is a blessing or a curse for the time being, but the situation of Ning Zishan’s rising aura is clearly a benefit!
Especially when everyone’s eyes fell on his spiritual lines and weird bloodshot skin, his eyes were tingling and tears couldn’t look more, let alone recognize his memory.
This time it was not only Yin Sang who hated the tour festival, but others also resented the opportunity to be preempted by the two of them.
Just when everyone’s attention was attracted by Ning Zishan and their opportunity, no one noticed that one person in the crowd quietly disappeared.
This person is Qi Hezheng.
Night wandering God, Night wandering envoy, Underground Yin Spirit……
The more supernatural this place is, the more Qi Hezheng’s uneasiness expands, and it has reached its peak.
Otherwise, he would not leave in this kind of situation that would inevitably arouse suspicion from others.
At first, he cautiously walked out of the inner hall of the temple, and as soon as he arrived outside, he contacted Yinqian with a note to let the other party meet at the place where he had disembarked before.
He worded well, but the plan in his heart was to hold the opponent hostage when Yin Qian was injured, force out the secret words of the answer of the mist Mirage, and then leave here and flee back to Lingzhou.
In the middle of the night.