Wei Xun felt his heart was hot, as if he had been licked by a soldering iron. His whole body was cold under the heavy rain, and the heat was particularly obvious.

But it was only a little burnt, there were no other changes, and there was nothing new in his body. Those murmurs, visions and auditory hallucinations gradually disappeared, and Wei Xun's world returned to normal, and * * * withdrew his gaze

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This trial was unsuccessful, but it was not considered a failure.

Wei Xun was very calm, and his mood did not fluctuate too much. He did not expect to succeed at the first try, but when the opportunity came, he just gave it a try.

Is it * * * that it doesn’t work, that you can’t plant a demon seed?

Or is it inappropriate for the heart?

Anyway, there is still a chance, why don’t you try somewhere else next time?

Wei Xun only spared a little thought to think about this matter, and most of his attention was focused on the successor of the Eagle Flute.

He has changed a lot, in temperament. If he was originally a silent and resolute Tibetan man, now he has an indescribable power, especially when he looks directly at others, the strength and majesty in his firm eyes

It is very obvious that this is a momentum that can only be cultivated by being in a high position, and it is also mixed with inexplicable things to form this momentum.

Except for Wei Xun, all other Tibetans knelt down and saluted when the successor of the Eagle Flute appeared, and even the other priests bowed and gave a half salute.

Either the descendant of the eagle flute was hiding his clumsiness in the past, or something new happened, but there was no demonic energy in the descendant of the eagle flute. Wei Xun looked at the eagle flute in his hand, this eagle flute was as long as an adult's arm, glowing in the dark night

A faint golden light reflected on the white gloves - the successor of the eagle flute wore a glove on the right hand holding the eagle flute.

"King, I'll bring the sacrifice."

Wei Xun only looked at it for a few seconds, and he looked away before the successor of the eagle flute noticed.

"No need."

The eagle flute preached to humanity, and his voice also changed a little, his tone rose, it sounded a bit sharp, but it was full of power, making people want to obey him unconsciously.

"Someone will bring the sacrifices to the altar."

"No."

Wei Xun was affected by the tone of the descendant of the eagle flute and calmly refused. His tone was even a little arrogant: "The sacrifice I brought is the Snow Mountain White Wolf King. No one can control it except the priest Gu Xin.

"really."

The heir of the eagle flute glanced at the White Wolf King who was guarding Wei Xun. He seemed not to have noticed that Wei Xun and the White Wolf King had cooperated tacitly to kill the two priests. He did not question the identity of the White Wolf King, nor did he

Let Wei Xun grab the White Wolf King and take him away now, but said:

"Half an hour."

"good."

Wei Xun responded neatly: "I will arrive at the altar on time."

"Brother Wei! How is it?!"

As soon as Wei Xun returned to the building, Ji Hongcai and others surrounded him.

"The sacrifice is about to begin, how far have you completed your mission?"

"Basically enough."

Qin Xinrong said that the task of the last scenic spot was to collect evidence about bloody sacrifices. The tourists were divided into three places and collected a lot of evidence.

The difficulty of the mission is how to leave safely after collecting the evidence. After all, according to Lama Cuocao's speculation, the great demon Chabalen wants to sacrifice everything to open the gate to the lake, and everyone here will die.

If travelers don't know how to leave when they are satisfied and want a higher degree of mission completion, they are likely to get stuck in the ritual and be unable to escape.

Wei Xun said: "Escape first while the priests are leaving, and find a way to make peace with the others."

Except for Wei Xun, the other surviving priests left with their own sacrifices and successors of the eagle flute, and Ding Yi was no exception. Wei Xun controlled him to follow the successor of the eagle flute, also wanting to obtain more information.

Wei Xun has the human skin of Gu Xin and the White Wolf King as a 'sacrifice'. He is closer to the priest of Gu Xin than the high priest Yangjin. The successor of the eagle flute will use him, but will never believe in him. The successor of the eagle flute to Wei

During the half-hour preparation time, Xun must have something to arrange himself. Either it was related to the sacrifice, or it was to restrict Wei Xun, everything was to ensure the success of the sacrifice.

"He's gone crazy."

Lama Cuocao said coldly, and his tone no longer contained the concern and worry he had when he mentioned the successor of the eagle flute: "Yangjin and I will go to Serincuo to reinforce and complete the seal."

In the turmoil just now, the evil spirit in the heart of High Priest Yangjin shrank and disappeared. Lama Cuocha did not feel the presence of * * *, but felt that he saw the illusory and fierce wolf head behind Wei Xun - it was the Wolf King Dharma Protector!

Lama Tongcha was not surprised about how the snow leopard protector on Wei Xun's body turned into the wolf king protector. He was fascinated by Wei Xun. In his eyes, Wei Xun was protected by the three holy beasts of the snow mountain. He was one of the best in a million.

The demon slayer, as long as he is around, the devil's plan will never succeed.

Now that the demon in the heart of High Priest Yangjin is gone, the great demon Chabalaren will definitely be aware of it, so Lama Cuocao no longer hesitates, and High Priest Yangjin also looks determined. They want to strengthen the seal at all costs to prevent the demon from resurrecting

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"Need not."

When Wei Xun was about to hand over the skin thangka of the Guxin people to Lama Cuoca, the lama shook his head and said: "Presiding over the king's sacrifice, if you wear it, you will be able to feel the snow-capped mountains and the holy lake better."

Not only the skin thangka of the Gusin people, but also the nine-eyed Dzi beads bracelet given by Amala, the gold-inlaid silver skull, the radioactive black stone ore, etc., the lama asked Wei Xun to wear them all. After dressing up, he was fine

His dark green cloak was made to look like that of a primitive high priest.

"Messenger, the king's sacrifice cannot be successful."

They divided their troops into two groups and sent lamas and high priests to strengthen the seal. Wei Xun could not hold back, and the king's sacrifice could not be successful.

Ji Hongcai suggested: "Kill the successor of the Eagle Flute?"

Killing the successor of the Eagle Flute is equivalent to directly missing the 'King Xiangxiong', and the sacrifice will certainly not be successful.

But when Lama Cuocai listened to Wei Xun's detailed explanation of the strange things about the successor of the eagle flute, he shook his head solemnly: "He has the bone flute of the golden-winged roc in his hand. It is protected by the golden-winged roc. It is invulnerable to all evil.

Not destroyed."

Just as Wei Xun thought, the descendant of the Eagle Flute may have used evil tricks to make himself almost a legitimate bloodline of Xiangxiong, just short of ascending the throne and becoming the new king.

"There is no need to kill him, I am the high priest."

Wei Xun smiled: "There are many ways to destroy sacrifices."

Qin Xinrong frowned. Although he was not as rough as Ji Hongcai thought, he still tended to 'make the sacrifice impossible' instead of destroying it after it started. After all, who knows what is wrong with this kind of evil sacrifice?

What should I do if it cannot be terminated, or there will be backlash if it is terminated forcibly?

But Wei Xun's performance along the way made him believe in Wei Xun's choice.

It only took ten minutes for the few people to discuss it, and Lama Cuocai explained to Wei Xun some key points of Bon sacrifices based on his past experience and what was recorded in the scriptures.

"I will pay attention to Yin Baitao and Xu Yang."

Farewell avant-garde Xun said, the most difficult people to escape from the sacrifice must be Yin Baitao and Xu Yang who were selected as witches and witches. However, danger is also an opportunity. It depends on how they grasp it.

"Take care."

"Take care of yourself."

They are all veteran travelers, and they each have their own way to go. We have reached the last scenic spot, whether to leave or stay in the dangerous sacrifice to seize more opportunities. Everyone has their own choice. Wei Xun was just a suggestion before, not

Order. Qin Xinrong and the others will not follow Wei Xun to the death and ask for his protection.

"Brother Wei, please pay more attention to your safety."

Feilezhi gave his communicator to Wei Xun, full of worries. The most dangerous one among them was naturally Wei Xun, who had to personally participate in dangerous situations and preside over the sacrifice. After several days of journey, Feilezhi had tanned a lot.

I have also become a lot stronger. The light and confused feeling of not being able to find the direction in life has disappeared, and my whole person has become calmer and more reliable.

As both "newcomers" and having contact in real life, Fei Lezhi was more sincere about Wei Xun's concerns and concerns.

"rest assured."

Wei Xun put on his hood, held up a crystal lamp, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth:

"It's not me who needs to be safe."

From the beginning of the journey until now, the one who is more dangerous every time is always his enemy.

"You can't run around without me carrying you."

Wei Xun lowered his head, and the White Wolf King was looking at him. The snow-white wolf's ears were twisting, wary of movement in all directions. There was not much emotion in the ice blue wolf's eyes, as calm as the Arctic sea. It seemed to know that it was leaving, and it started from squatting.

After sitting up, he stood up and spontaneously walked in front of Wei Xun. He had a big frame, and when he stood up, his shoulders were as high as Wei Xun's thigh.

"The white hair is too conspicuous..."

Wei Xun whispered: "If I have a chance in the future, I will dye it black for you."

The end of the words was hidden in the violent thunderstorm. Under the watchful eyes of Fei Le, Ji Hongcai and others, one person and one wolf walked into the dark rainy night, and were gradually swallowed up by the darkness.

At this moment, Fei Lezhi was looking at Wei Xun's back, and suddenly realized that the passenger was like this.

They walked in the endless night.

There are many people walking behind, and the weak will spontaneously form a group. They will have partners and friends to support each other.

There are very few people walking in front. They walk too fast and no one can catch up with them. The strong have gone through dangers and hardships, overcome thorns and thorns, and become strong and lonely.

Just like on this journey, Fei Lezhi didn't know how many dangers Wei Xun had experienced. Even experienced travelers like Jiang Hongguang couldn't catch up with Wei Xun. He always disappeared alone in the middle of the night and went on adventures alone.

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To be continued...