Under normal circumstances, the favorite candidate of the God of God will be parasitic by the gods in the formal inheritance ritual.
"What's necessary, I am the only candidate, do you believe that I am a sage?!"
Agena was interrupted, and she didn't take it seriously. She was impatient.
Chu Yuan was dumb, and he didn't know that he was a savvy person for a while. How could he have such a less long -headed sister.
When he hunting in the mountains before, he had never seen danger, just like the irritable small pheasant just out of the nest.
Obviously he couldn't beat the hunter, and he had no heady head towards the hunter's anger, thinking that he was invincible in the world.
"Shut up, this is for the sake of insurance." Chu Yuanbai was really not interested in nonsense with her.
Xiangna pouted and stared at Ming Lanruo fiercely.
Ming Lanruo only felt interesting. There was a kind of person in the world. No matter what stupid things he did, it was the mistakes of others.
She laughed lightly: "Okay, I have said that the first choice ceremony is simpler, as long as we can perform a blood drop ceremony above the god of Ding Shen Ding."
Having said that she opened her wrist sharply, a red wound appeared instantly, and blood poured out.
Chu Yuanbai looked at her without changing her face, staring at the flesh blooming on the white wrist, and suddenly it was a bit uncomfortable-
Doesn't she hurt?
Ming Lanruo raised his wrist up and handed it to the top of the gods, and said lightly: "Now, only my blood is dripping on your wound, you are safe and sound, the gods favors you."
The blood dripped in the gods of the gods, and the black water seemed to appear living in an instant.
There was something weird to swim inside, greedily sucking the dripping blood, and it was creepy.
Seeing this, she also opened her wrist with a bite with her dagger and stretched her hands.
Chu Yuanbai's heart was stunned in an instant, and couldn't help staring at the wrist of the two women's meeting.
Ming Lanruo's blood dripped on the wound of Xiangna's wrist.
Xiang Na endured his name, looking forward to looking at her wrist.
After a while, nothing happened.
Xiang Na's face turned on instantly, she shouted excitedly: "Look, see ... nothing, no God likes me!"
Chu Yuanbai was relieved, and a smile appeared on his face.
Xiang Na looked at Ming Lanruo with a proud face: "What are you, see, I'm the god of choice ... ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
But she was proud of three seconds, and she suddenly screamed in pain.
Chu Yuanbai looked at her wrist. After Ming Lanruo's blood was intertwined with her blood, it suddenly seemed to be burned, rolling and corroding Xiangna's flesh.
"Xiang Na, wipe off the blood!" Chu Yuanbai shouted immediately.
If Ming Lan ranged lightly, he took the Paizi from the hand and threw it to Xiangna: "Wipe it, you can't afford the grace of God."
The angle that Chu Yuanbai could not see, but Xiangna could see Ming Lan Ruo look at herself -satirizing the compassion and contempt.
She gritted her teeth and screamed suddenly: "No, I don't believe it, it must be that you are engaged in ghosts and give me the gods!"
It was said that it was late, and Xiangna rushed over, grabbing Ming Lan Ruo's wrist with an injured hand.
Then she pulled Ming Lanruo's hand into the black water of the Ding Ding.
"Xiang Na, hold your hand, you are crazy!" Chu Yuan glanced sharply, stopping sharply.
It's too late to ... This chapter has been completed!