Chapter 235 Sacrifice

After Zuo Zixin arrived in the world of cultivation, although she has not been a good person, she is not a heinous person. Killing people is also principled. There should be a bottom line for anyone who deserves to die and who shouldn't kill.

However, this bottom line is not here in Luohe. He has no principles and will do anything to achieve his goal.

"Who the hell are you?" Zuo Zixin finally couldn't help asking questions.

She doesn't think this person is the young patriarch of Tianyinzong or Luohe, the young master of the Luo family. Maybe he is a foreign creature at all. In the past, everyone thought that the hand of the demon king was obtained by the young suzerain of Tianyinzong, which was really his good luck. Now look, I'm afraid that this thing belongs to him.

He is the first god of war under the throne, Voldy.

Then the person he wants to resurrect is self-evident. Who else will be besides the sealed demon?

Luo He glanced at Zuo Zixin and put away the contempt at the corners of his mouth, "You are very smart, but unfortunately, smart people don't live long." Luohe's nails scratched, and black blood dripped on the skeleton. In an instant, black gas rose above the skeleton.

"Young master, I'm sorry, it's Xiaojiao who has implicated you." Xiaojiao bit her lips with a strong nasal voice.

"What are you talking about? You are my person, and I'm still watching you die." Zuo Zixin frowned. Although she talked to Xiaojiao, she kept looking at Luohe, and her brain was also running at a high speed, planning a perfect solution.

All plans are under the premise of restoring their spiritual power. If their spiritual power is sealed, they can only be two lambs to be slaughtered.

Luohe turned his back to Zuo Zixin, closed his eyes and said something in his mouth. Zuo Zixin couldn't hear what he was reading at all. It was probably some magic words.

The black smoke on the skeleton became thicker and thicker, and finally condensed into a big mouth. At the same time, the blood in the pool surged up, flooded the bottom of the stump, wet their shoes, and finally stopped at their knees.

Blood is surging, and there seems to be something in it.

Zuo Zixin's facial muscles stiffened and did not calm down. Is it okay if you don't bring this? How is it possible that your news hasn't been spread?

Master, if you don't come, your little Xinxin won't even die.

Zuo Zixin cried and looked at something like a snake and a leek swimming towards her. This thing is not one, but two, three, four or five. They slowly swim away like wooden stakes and make a hiss.

Zuo Zixin's scalp was numb, and she kept shrinking her legs and arching up. However, his hands and feet were tied, his spiritual power was sealed, and all the movements were more than enough.

The strange thing finally swam in front of Zuo Zixin and stretched out its flat head from the water. After looking at her cold and bloodthirsty eyes, she "sw" sank into the blood and actually went in the direction of Xiaojiao.

Ah?

How dare you dislike her?

If it is usual, Zuo Zixin will definitely be furious when receiving such a cold treatment. However, in this case, Zuo Zixin was secretly happy, and her heart suddenly fell down.

I still remember that thousands of years ago, she was gnawed away by spiders. If those strange things climbed up, she believed that it would be no worse than before.

Zuo Zixin was saved, but Xiaojiao was miserable. All five strange things swam to Xiaojiao and slowly wrapped up along her legs immersed in the water.

They seemed to be playing, clinging around Xiaojiao's legs and slowly moving up, revealing their ugly skin.

The cold sweat wet Xiaojiao's hair. She closed her eyes and dared not look down.

Finally, those strange things have been played enough. They opened their mouths, revealing their white teeth, biting on Xiaojiao's legs and tearing off a piece of meat with cloth.

Well, Zuo Zixin put her face aside, her eyes were wet, and her hands trembled and clenched into fists.

Damn evil wind, why haven't you come yet?

Why haven't you come yet?

The secret room was quiet, and only the sound of strange things biting meat and the sound of Xiaojiao's breath. This is simply a kind of torture, and there is nothing more painful than watching yourself be eaten.

Zuo Zixin really wanted to kill him, but she couldn't break free from the bondage at all and could only watch Xiaojiao suffer. She is really useless. She can't even resist in front of absolute strength. Although her moon cover is a fairy weapon, she doesn't even have a chance to show her face.

The blood below Xiaojiao's knee has become blurred, and the smell of blood in the pool is heavier.

"Who?" Luo He's face changed and he looked around warily.

Several empty voices slid past, and Zuo Zixin suddenly felt that the prohibition that bound her had been broken. She didn't care to investigate who was coming. Fei Ye cut off the strange things attached to Xiaojiao's leg, wrapped her around Xiaojiao's waist and took her to a safe place.

There are only bloody bones left under Xiaojiao's knees, and the flesh on her thighs is not complete.

Zuo Zixin trembled her hands, held Xiaojiao's shoulder, and poured the elixir into her mouth. Her hands kept trembling, and the elixir slipped from her palm, and only a few bottles of elixir really entered Xiaojiao's mouth.

"Young master, I'm fine." Xiaojiao wanted to raise the corners of her mouth, but her smile was worse than crying.

"Well, I know that monks in the Yuanying period can be reborn with amputated limbs." Zuo Zixin put her face aside carelessly and pretended to search for Luo He's figure.

However, how do you look at it, do you feel that this expression is very guilty?

The young master is cold-hearted and warm-hearted, just like the owner.

The broken beads slid past, and Luohe leaned down. After blocking an attack, the devil's glove was in his hand and stared not far away. His blood is boiling and fighting, and he hasn't felt this way for a long time.

Several beads attacked in the void, all of which were knocked down by the hand of his demon king. Jade-like beads fell on the stone wall, smashed a few big pits, and flew back to the original place.

A man with an abacus in his hand came on a larger abacus and kept throwing abacus beads as he flew.

It's embarrassing!

Zuo Zixin opened her mouth in shock and couldn't close it for a long time. She thought that the person who came would be her master, and she didn't expect the most unlikely person to come, the landlord.

Is it good that she and the owner of the building have always been at peace?

It's really unscientific that he came to save her.

Lou Xiao's slender fingers crackled with the abacus. With his fingering, the abacus beads turned into a blade breaking the air, and the blood blade Luohe.

As the first god of war in the demon world, Luohe's strength should not be underestimated. Although he did not appear with his real body, the blood and evil spirit still made people tremble. He waved his arm, and with every move, the abacus beads of the pavilion were blown away.

The flying abacus beads returned to the abacus for a new round of attack.

Finally, the pavilion stopped and put the abacus back, two, three, and three. The abacus beads were combined into a phoenix, which looked up to the sky and made a phoenix sound, burning flames all over it and soared to the sky.

Phoenix hit Luohe's body. He looked at Lou Xiao in shock, "It turned out to be you." As soon as the words fell, a black smoke came out of Luohe's body, and the magic air rushed to the stone wall, turned a corner, and sank into the blood.

kill in seconds?

The corners of Zuo Zixin's mouth twitched and couldn't help looking at Lou Xiao. What kind of look is she? She always looks blind. Look, the cultivation of the pavilion owner is so high that he doesn't usually find it.

Well, good thing, she usually doesn't pay much attention to the landlord.

"Hi, Lou..." Zuo Zixin patted the dust on her body and was ready to be close to the owner of the pavilion to express her gratitude. How did she know that when she stepped forward, there was a shock behind her back foot and was hugged.

"My friend, are you all right?" Mr. Peony touched Zuo Zixin from top to bottom. After not finding the injury, he immediately let go of Zuo Zixin, turned his body, and took out half of the dead branches. "Hmm, dare to hurt my friend, I will definitely not let you go. Come out, come out."

Zuo Zixin silently sorted out the clothes that had just been opened by the peony, helped Xiaojiao, nodded to Lou Xiao, who thanked her in a low voice, and flew out in his abacus.

"My friend, I will definitely avenge you. Come out quickly."

Zuo Zixin withdrew her eyes and smiled kindly at Xiaojiao, "Xiaojiao, let's go." After saying that, he floated over with Xiaojiao in the direction of the building.

With a bang, a big bag immediately appeared on Zuo Zixin's forehead. She looked at the wall in front of her with a strange look and complained.

Why can Louxiao pass through the wall, and I was hit by a big bag by the wall?

Isn't this scientific?

After thinking for a while, Zuo Zixin turned the direction of the sword and flew to the exit. Well, since there is no door here, there is a place to open it. She still can't believe that she can't find the exit.

"My friend, that demon has been scared away by me..." After a long time of Peony hysteria, the coward did not come out. Peony turned around and suddenly dumbfounded, "Oh, my friend, why did you leave me?"

It didn't take long for Xiaojiao's feet to grow again, and the newborn legs are more tender than the baby's skin. Zuo Zixin's eyes are greedy, and he really can't wait to change the skin of his whole body.

It's so cold!

Xiaojiao had a chill, and under Zuo Zixin's "hot" eyes, there was a creepy feeling. She swallowed her saliva and said, "Young master, what's the matter?"

Zuo Zixin shook his hand, "It's okay. I just think your legs are very tender."

Xiaojiao's heart beat faster, covered her heart and stood up, and said quickly, "Young master, the pavilion master saved me. I haven't gone to thank you yet. I'll go now, young master. I'll go first."

After saying that, Zuo Zixin only felt a wind blowing, and her skirt put on her face, covering her sight.

After a long time, Zuo Zixin stretched out her hand, pulled her skirt, and held her chin in one hand. She was puzzled: Well, didn't Xiaojiao thank the owner of the building just before yesterday? Why do you want to go again? Are you interested in the landlord?

Zuo Zixin suddenly realized that Xiaojiao likes the pavilion owner. Does she wander in front of the pavilion owner if she has nothing to do?

If Xiaojiao hears Zuo Zixin's heart at this time, she will definitely jump up and refute. How can she be interested in the pavilion owner? A person who is so cold as the pavilion owner will freeze to death after looking at it a few more times, okay? She still wants to live a few more years.