"It's in that carriage?" Chen Yin nodded when he saw the woman in Shanbu and said, "You go back, I'll find her by myself."

"Okay, okay, I know, Lord Knight." The woman in Shanbu nodded repeatedly.

After Chen Yin waited for her to leave, he faced the carriage with two pure gray curtains blocking the car door, walked to the shaft, took out the copper coins of bad luck, and threw them hard.

When the copper coins fall to the palm of your hand, the four lines of destiny are facing up. After several experiments at the seminar, when the lines of destiny are facing up, it means that bad luck is thrown out. On the contrary, when the imperial gold leaf crown is facing up, it means that bad luck is not thrown out. Whether it can be thrown out depends entirely on luck.

In other words, being able to throw away bad luck is itself a kind of good luck.

Chen Yin held the hilt of the sword, climbed onto the shaft, and knocked on the door frame.

"Who is it? Who?" The woman used Koshi.

"I am the lord's knight, come and investigate your brother's duel." Chen Yin Dandan said before using ancient words.

"Ah, oh, Lord Knight, please wait for me. I'm not wearing any clothes, come out to see you right away." The woman said, and the sound of turning over and getting out of bed and opening the cabinet in the car.

Chen Yin waited quietly.

Card.

Chen Yin heard the sound like a mechanical card.

Frowning, Chen Yin felt a little itchy in his neck, and he tickled his fingers.

Swish!

The two layers of curtains suddenly raised a small sharp corner, like a pyramid. Chen Yin's nerves were stagnant for half a second, and suddenly trembled wildly. Everything in his eyes seemed to slow down. A silver crossbow arrow penetrated the two layers of curtains, making a clatter of tearing the fabric. Its slender arrow body swept through his ears and cut blood.

Just now, Chen Yin went to the side to scratch because his neck was itchy.

Before Xinji could be done, under the influence of adrenaline, Chen Yin's brain became hot and pulled out his sword and stabbed it directly through the curtain.

The tip of the sword penetrated the curtain straight through the hole, holding the fingers on the hilt of the sword, and felt the blood and blood piercing. Chen Yin gritted his teeth, pushed forward, and pushed the sword hard through the curtain. Screaming, the sound of the fingertips transmitted through the bones, Chen Yin could hear the internal organs being picked like balloons, and then pierced a layer of skin, from the inside out.

Everything was quiet, outside the curtain, Chen Yin could even imagine that the woman inside was unable to scream because of blood gushing from her throat. Her body stuck in the sword body and slid to the ground like a rotten skin.

Drawing it out and stabbing it in, Chen Yin came out with another sword through the curtain.

Gradually, she recovered a little calmer and opened the curtain. Chen Yin saw the Shanbu woman lying on the ground. She had no clothes, her body was slender and beautiful, and she was very young, so she was particularly vital. Before she died, the woman looked at Chen Yin incredibly, her eyes trembling.

A crossbow the size of a forearm fell to one side.

"Why did you kill me?" Chen Yin asked fiercely.

Wow, the woman spit out the blood from her mouth.

"It's okay, even if you die, I can still get the answer after you die. You should die soon." Chen Yin Dandan said.

When the woman heard this, she gave a look of begging for mercy.

Chen Yin grabbed the clothes on the bed and pressed them to the wound. With simple knowledge, he temporarily stopped the rapid loss of blood. The woman wailed in pain.

"Let go, let go... After me, the Lord of Suffer... will bless you..." the woman shouted.

"Then you'd better die." Chen Yin lifted the blood-stained sword.

"No, no," the woman shouted, "I am not Proust's sister!...I invaded her body...Prince Stan...The priest told me to do this!"

It occupied her body...

Soul replacement!

Chen Yin asked evilly: "Why do you have to do this? What conspiracy is behind their duel?"

"I don't know... I don't know... what the priest asked me to do, save me... help me stop the bleeding... use fire to roast..." the woman shouted weakly.

Chen Yin was unmoved and asked, "Krima, what blessing did he receive?"

"Fate, fate... save me, my Lord is the God who trades with... Fate... save me, please save me!" The woman cried and her bloody saliva flowed out of the corner of her mouth.

"Speak on, I will save you." Chen Yin smiled.

"Grafting... The priest said, Proust and... Krima's fate was replaced, grafting... So Krima will win... I know that's all, save me, please... I'll do whatever you want... Please!" she said, trying to move her weak arms away and expose her chest.

Chen Yin couldn't stand the woman so miserable, and she was defeated with one sword.

Chen Yin didn't notice that he had killed a living person, and he didn't feel any discomfort or guilt at all, as if he had killed him before.

After cutting off a piece of cloth, Chen Yin was covered with blood and kept it for spiritual enlightenment. Then he picked up the crossbow and a few crossbow arrows beside him.

"It's time to go back, leave quickly, it will be broken if it is found." Huocao wiped off the blood from the sword, Chen Yin hurriedly walked out of the shaft with his crossbow, and looked up and saw that it was almost dusk. It was probably dark soon after he returned home.

It took nearly half an hour to walk through the streets and alleys quickly. Chen Yin walked from the other end of the town to the front of his home. It was already late.

"Heidwich, I'll cook later." Chen Yin Caocao explained to his sister and pushed the door directly into the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, Chen Yin closed his eyes.

The brain-torn pain spread rapidly. Chen Yin endured it, but he still couldn't get used to it. He was so painful every time, as if something was repelling himself.

Back on the sea of ​​thousands of pillars of clouds, Chen Yin sat on the imperial throne.

"This duel is indeed related to the troll priest." Chen Yin continued to guess: "A troll with low intelligence can become a priest, and may have been replaced by his soul."

There is also the fate graft mentioned by the woman.

It was also done by the priest.

What exactly is he going to do?

Unable to figure out the priest's intentions for a moment, Chen Yin suddenly thought that he could ask Serena.

"Serina will only start preparing the ceremony tomorrow, and she will answer a secret of Red Light tonight." Chen Yin made a decision and recited the real name of the secret association.

Not long after, Chen Yin saw the figure of the carriage and Rao from afar.

"My honorable guest, if you look for me tomorrow night, I'm afraid I can't respond." After landing, Serena said calmly.

Rao drools his body as usual.

She then said, "Even if you look for me tonight, I can only ask for a Red Light Secret."

"Thank you for responding to my call, Serena." Chen Yin paused and said, "A red light secret is enough."

"I'm happy to serve you." Serena said politely.

Chen Yin took a breath, "I want to ask Priest Stan why it wants Krima and Proust to duel."

"Just right, the secret of the red light." Serena said concisely.

Then, Chen Yin told the secret of the red light that had been prepared long ago, using Zhen Awen.

Serena nodded slightly, "Then, I'll ask for a secret for you."

Suddenly, a chanting of spells came from the carriage, and Chen Yin stared at the crystal ball on the long table.

The color of the crystal ball changes continuously until it finally stops in a red light.

In the carriage, Serena slowly revealed: "Prince Stan, it manipulated this duel behind the scenes to conduct a blood sacrifice in the way contained in the "Crossoms".

"What is the purpose of the blood sacrifice?" Chen Yin continued to ask, in response to previous speculation.
Chapter completed!