This is the death of Jun Ruiqing, but I don’t know when he was dug up. Ask him what it was like at that time as a joke.
Jun Ruiqing had an impulse to kill for the first time in his life. He wanted nothing and wanted to die with that person. At this time, someone stood in front of him faster than him.
"Have you had enough? Who is qualified to make fun of a hardworking person? Too much! "
On that day, that gentle but firm voice filled a vacancy in Jun Ruiqing’s heart like a touch of sunshine and never left.
Show one’s face
Jun Rui said these two words in his heart. How can he forget that this woman’s face is imprinted on his heart like a brand after so many years?
It’s so beautiful, noble, gentle and lovely, like a peach blossom, and every word spoken by your lips is forceful.
She is his goddess.
He frantically searched all her information, smiling and making every move; He tried to do his best, and he gritted his teeth no matter how hard it was.
I hope that one day she will have him in her eyes.
However, just when he was about to succeed, she suddenly died.
If it is life and death, then at most he will be sad, sad and miserable.
But he never thought that her goddess turned out to be a tragic death.
Mohism is indifferent to the world’s rumors that Mo Anyu compromised his heart and intestines;
He is deeply grieved and deeply grieved, and the Mohist school is in love with Mo Anyu.
Scene after scene, biting his heart like a devil, bitter hatred, hatred, aging and hatred, together with his internal organs and seven meridians, are contaminated with hatred
He sat at her tombstone and looked at her like a flower in a black and white photo. He couldn’t shed a tear.
He told her in his mind that Zhan Yan owed you and I would help you get them back one by one. Those who hurt you, I’ll help you fight back one by one.
Jun Ruiqing took a deep breath of smoke and tried to calm the surging mood and smiled. "God once said,’ Man, the biggest mistake in your life is to come to this world.’ Since she’s here, how can I let her take this trip in vain?"
Mo Jun looked at the night before and after, and Jun Ruiqing was secretly horrified.
When he first locked in this character, his mother and he may have known each other for a long time, but he never thought that his mother didn’t even know there was such a person until she died.
"You love her?"
"Love?"
Jun Rui chatted coldly. "Don’t you think the word love is too simple? No one in this world can deserve her and me, and so can Mo Anyu. "
"So you killed him?" Don’t talk for a long time, Mo Anyan suddenly came out with this sentence.
He spends every day in the archives department of the Public Security Bureau, ripping up the car accident before his brother’s death, looking for clues and getting more and more frightened.
Jun Rui chatted faintly and smiled. "Does a scum like him need me to kill him? A man who can’t even avenge his wife knows every day that he is paralyzed by alcoholism. He is already a dead man in my heart. "
"What do you mean?" Mo Jun’s eyes are full of anger at night.
Jun Rui chatted and shook his head and looked disdainful. "It doesn’t mean anything. I paid the mechanic to move a little bit on the brakes and then … bang … hahaha."
"Junrui talks about you bastard!" Mo Anyan was completely angry.
Yanyan, finally you are mine.
☆ Chapter 22 Truth (2)
Jun Ruiqing sneered, "Bastard? I don’t think since he misses his wife so much, I will become him. I don’t know if he has the face to see Zhan Yan when he arrives."
Mo Jun felt the chill in the soles of his feet at night, making his heart ache faintly. This man has been paranoid to a terrible degree.
Jun Ruiqing was unaware of it.
"To that Mei-ling Xu, she should thank Master Mo for hiding her on the island, otherwise her grave grass should be several meters high. This stupid woman really says that she can’t even beat Zhan Yan to kill her. It’s really dirty my hands."
"You’re a psychopath. Where did your mother offend you?" Mo Lian was horrified.
Jun Ruiqing’s words to him seemed unheard of, as if he were a buffoon who matched the garbage in his eyes.
"Master Yu Mo"
Mo Jun night and Mo Anyan body trembled at the same time.
"My grandfather died with you?"
Jun Ruiqing suddenly turned his eyes on Mo Jun at night. "Do you have any opinion if I say that he is the culprit of the whole thing?"
""Mo Jun night remained.
"If he had lost the so-called Mohist name and that bastard had given Zhan Yan justice, then the whole thing wouldn’t have happened. I let him live for so many years because of you."
Mo Jun’s good self-restraint at night was also surprised by Jun Ruiqing’s statement, and he knew the meaning of this statement very well.
When his parents died, he was young, and other Mohist people were eyeing him. With his grandfather protecting him, he was well off.
And he is the only blood left by mother in this world.
"It’s a pity that I let Mo Lian do the poison for the first time, but I missed the old lady of Chu family."
"So you later found the right opportunity to start work in the hotel and spilled dirty water on my head." Shen Han Qiang held back his surprise.
Jun Ruiqing gave him a hubris and smiled. "It can be said that you are unlucky and just hit the gun. You can go to Xishan to make a incense and let the Bodhisattva bless a fortune later."
Shen Han looked at him and made a joke. Surprise turned into panic. What kind of man is this? What kind of crazy personality does he have? What kills people from his mouth is as light as breathing.
Jun Ruiqing tilted his head and took a deep look at Mo Anyan. "You don’t have what you want in Zhan Yan. You live very comfortably and happily. You have to be glad that you don’t have too much ambition for the Mohist group, so Mohist will not be in this world."
Mo Anyan lived for more than 30 years and felt deep fear for the first time.
This person hates Mohism, but if he is sorry, his sister-in-law will retaliate against Mo Jun, who is in charge of Mohism at night. He is really glad if he takes over Mohism.
"Well, I feel relaxed after the story is finished."
Jun Ruiqing picked up the teacup and drank it in one breath, elegant as a noble gentleman rather than a murderer.
After drinking, he smiled at Mo Jun at night. "In fact, as soon as that painting came out, I felt something was wrong, but so what?"
So what?
What does that mean?
Mo Jun night zheng thin lips moved but didn’t speak.

"This time you make success! If you fail again, I will kill you even if you are my daughter! " At that moment, Ahala was hit by this terrible wave again, but there was no pain in his heart because he was still alive and could live for a long time.
After a moment of slow rotation, fierce energy fluctuations came. One demon after another passed through the demon door and reached the main material plane. However, even in the night of Mezavalo, the demon master didn’t have much visible main material plane to suppress the demons. Therefore, when these demons arrived, they obviously felt that the main material world rejected them, but rejection was rejection. For these low-level demons, the main material plane exclusion was nothing. For them, reaching the main material plane was the most exciting thing.
Demon forces once again appear in the demon lair. If the lair has not been built, it is estimated that it will take a long time for them to adapt to the rules of the main physical plane. But now it takes half a month for these demons to go into battle. But this time, the direction of the demons’ attack is no longer lava city. Although the demon master once again warned them not to fail when he closed the demon door, he also sent four big demon thugs to Kiki Guerra again, who had the strength of a demon Lord and passed through evil. After the magic door, he knelt at Kiki Guerra’s feet and swore allegiance to her. This scene made Sammo look extremely ugly because he knew that in the eyes of the master in Mezavalo night, he lost the favor like Ahara.
However, unlike O ‘Hara, even after losing his favor, he can take refuge in Kiki Guerra. After losing his favor, Samo almost lost everything. Although he still has the title of demon aristocrat, he lost the favor of demon master. In the demon world, he didn’t even turn his head to hold Kiki Guerra’s smelly feet. Although he asked himself that he didn’t have much moral integrity, he still had a little temper. In the end, Samo shamelessly asked the demon master for something, and these things were nearly ten thousand demons. It’s a pity that Samo was killed directly because of the plane rules before he got his hands on the demon larvae. Nearly one third of the dead demon larvae directly became the life-sustaining food for other demon larvae, and finally Samo chose nearly a thousand of the strongest ones among these demon larvae and threw them to Ahala.
Looking at more than 5,000 demon larvae, Ahala knows that this is a group of baggage that can’t be dumped, and she also knows that this is Samoru’s way of trying to win over himself, because if the demon larvae are cultivated, it will be a large number of excellent thugs, even if these demon larvae turn into waste wood and garbage demons, it will be nearly 6,000. However, it takes tens of thousands of souls and flesh and blood to cultivate so many demon larvae completely. Although Kiki Guerra already has thousands of demons in their hands, even Kiki Guerra knows that if it is true, Pulling into lava city may be turned into ashes by the dwarves again, so before attacking lava city, the demons changed their original strategy and attack direction and aimed at other enemies around them
So for a moment, the Drew Elf, which had always been a solid demon lair, fell into a terrible disaster. The demon rushed into the underground world to attack the Drew Elf forces, but the worst thing was that the players were either in lava city or in the Drew Elf hand. The fate of the players was very sad, either as cannon fodder or as cannon fodder. Although the players in Xianghu Town were very good at playing, they touched Mezavalo night. The demon master sent the demon forces and had no other ending except to become a corpse.
Because Kiki Guerra put the four lords and demons in front of her, and then released dozens of sluts and succubus, not to mention the players in Xianghu Town. Chen Kai couldn’t hold on to the charm of so many high-pressure demons and beautiful women who threw their breasts and exposed their breasts, nor could he hold on to such a double blow. Ten thousand players formed a sniper line and only lasted less than ten minutes, but they collapsed. Although some players finally took action to stop the demon from advancing rapidly, the collapsed rock blocked thousands of players’ lives. Almost at the moment when the rock was blown up by gunpowder, the loudest sound in the whole cave was not screams but the same grass.
Thousands of players were regarded as abandoned and blocked by demons, which eventually did not affect the demons’ attack on the players’ idea of surrendering. It was also in Samoyed that they hatched the demon larvae as soon as possible, turning the players into food and turning them into a tragedy. Thousands of players were finally swallowed alive by the demon larvae. Although they were forced to line up, their spirit could not bear to collapse, but the scene in which the demon larvae got into their bodies left a psychological shadow on many players. You should know that the demon larvae usually got into their bodies to devour the players’ flesh and blood, and they would not only climb in from the players’ mouths but also look for other entrances.
When the players in Xianghu Town were treated inhumanely, a minotaur tribe with tens of thousands of minotaurs was holding a sacrificial ceremony in the world hundreds of kilometers away from the tragedy. The shaman slowly waved his staff, filled with the smell of incense wood burning, and was worshipped for hundreds of years. The huge totem pole shone hazy and strange in the fire.
There is a tauren shaman’s staff in the totem pole. Is that samira, a dead tauren shaman? Angry hoof staff and this tauren tribe is samira? Is the Nuhoof Tribe hosting the sacrificial ceremony to pick up samira? The position of Nuhoof Shaman is the old shaman mage, but his strength has not reached the holy order, but his status and potential in the whole tauren tribe are still the only reason for his death in samira? The shaman mage, the spiritual guide of the tauren in the world, is second only to the tauren clan chiefs, but in the tauren clan chiefs, that is to say, in some tauren tribes, the chiefs are not the most talkative shaman mages.
Of course. It’s called Golmud? Old Shaman Nuhoof is samira’s elder brother, although he is not as powerful as samira? Angry hoof is powerful, but in fact, his position in the tribe is much higher than that of samira, a shaman who died in the holy order. Although he is blind, he has the name of prophet, but that’s why he is called Gela Gu? Angry hoof is extremely weak, because prophecy is not easy to get fate, nor can ordinary people touch and try to touch fate at will, and ordinary people will pay a heavy price to be continued
The first volume Chapter 42 Burning tauren totem (4)
The fragrance that permeates the air comes from a very rare tree in the earthly world. It is more practical to say that it is a tree rather than a fossil, because these Woods are actually fossils, but they are not completely petrified. If they are actually burned, they will be priceless in thymelaeaceae, but these thymelaeaceae are not submerged but agarwood, but that is also a thousand-year weight of thymelaeaceae.
But now, these thymelaeaceae are being thrown into the bonfire as firewood, burning to produce fragrance around the tauren totem pole, which makes the whole ceremony full of solemnity and solemnity. Angry hoof, the blind old shaman, is walking slowly around the fire. His shaman’s staff in his hand slowly waved with his footsteps. The smoke in the air brought by burning thymelaeaceae waved with his staff and surrounded into white smoke streamers.
Of course, if you think that shaman sacrifice is just like this, then you are all wet. The most important thing of sacrifice is not to jump the gods, but to summon the ancestors to enjoy the sacrifice. For the ancestors, the sacrifice is not the flesh and blood, but the soul. In fact, the ancestors’ spirit is something with a little breath of the Holy Spirit. Therefore, for them, besides absorbing the belief power of their own people to strengthen themselves, the best way is to kill those sacrificed souls when absorbing the sacrifice.
So when the tauren old shaman sat slowly, hundreds of tauren pushed out the prepared sacrifices. Among these sacrifices, there were captured things, dwarves, players and even demons. Dozens of players huddled in the corner. They didn’t know what these tauren were doing to catch themselves, but soon they became white.
"no! You can’t do this! We’re allies. I’m on the drow side! You can’t do this! " Several players shouted in vain, but their words didn’t cause the tauren to feel that it was still very direct. The weapon lifted and fell on the player’s head and said goodbye to his neck in an instant, while the strange white smoke in the air slowly turned around the player’s body as if he were drawing something.
This wisp of white smoke rotates in the mountain of dozens of players’ bodies and finally returns to the totem pole. When this wisp of white smoke passes through the totem pole, it seems that it suddenly loses all its strength and directly plunges into the totem pole. Finally, it flies like ordinary smoke. But obviously, there must be something in the smoke, such as the soul. So after the smoke clears, the totem pole slowly changes, and the light slowly falls over the totem pole and falls to the bone sitting on the ground. Angry hoof
At that moment, the old tauren, who was thinner than the old tauren with the smell of dead gray, suddenly gave out a burst of strange syllables, and then his eyes that lost their pupil color gave out a diffuse light. At that moment, the old tauren seemed to touch the long river and touched the chain of fate. Although it was only for a moment, the result was still extremely terrible. In the rock strata more than ten kilometers above the old tauren’s head, the sky suddenly turned dark and flashed, and it suddenly emerged towards the ground. However, the old shaman hid in the deep underground, so he flashed through the rock strata to kill the man who spy on fate.
But that doesn’t mean gragu? Angry hoof, the tauren old shaman, will be safe and sound because flash is the rule. It is a rule to punish those who try to spy on the fate. Actually, every flash will be completely shattered in the first flash if it is not protected by the ancestor spirit of Ingra Bone, the old shaman. But even with the protection of the ancestor spirit, the price of spying on the long river of fate is not Gragu, a tauren shaman over 300 years old, who can bear it. You know, Gragu was killed by Arno. Brother samira, the tauren holy shaman, although he has no strength. Milla is powerful, but the prophet’s power allows him to avoid misfortune, and even if he doesn’t reach the holy order, he continues his life by other means. But even with magical drugs, he can stop the gradual decay of Gela’s body. He knows very well that his life is coming to an end because he has long foreseen his own death, but he has pushed this death backwards in various ways.
However, after all, Golmud is not a god, and the strong man who became a saint is actually doomed to gain a long life by other methods. After all, the world is fair, but Golmud lost his light but gained the ability to spy on his destiny. Because of this, he also lost his ability to gain a long life. Maybe ordinary people will be punished for spying on his destiny. This is a reality that every prophet can’t avoid. If Golmud is on the ground, Thunder Cliff with the tauren will spend a huge price to extend his life, because every destiny snooper is a huge one for an empire. Temptation protection: You should know that there are less than 17 prophets in the history of games, and half of them have no ability to spy on fate, which means that less than nine people can really spy on the long river of fate.
However, these nine prophets did not live as long as Gragu, and some of them did not live past 30 years old. You know, there are poor farmers in Egypt who have the ability to spy on the long river of fate. Naturally, prophets can’t be like this, but because of their terrible ability, they can’t live long. The worst one is just trying to spy on the fate of an emperor, and the result is directly smashed into a scorched corpse. Therefore, sometimes prophets are a very sad profession and talent. Wizards of strange rank have the ability to peek into the long river of fate, and they dare not do so, but try to analyze fate by various means with the help of the power of fate, because you know that the person who tries to peek into the fate of the emperor is actually an odd-level mind-trick.
Most prophets are afraid to spy on the long river of fate so recklessly, but perhaps it is because they know that their life is dying soon that the tauren prophet will be so reckless to spy on the long river of fate, but it also brings another result, that is, the punishment of the long river of fate will be heavier and more terrible. In the tauren, people don’t know that the situation is dark than the dark clouds suddenly appear in the earth world, and then a destructive force mixed with terror flashes straight from it and falls directly on the tauren Shaman Gragu.
But at this time has been put on the totem pole samira? Nu hoof shaman’s staff suddenly flew up and jumped directly into the flash. Unfortunately, this staff root method blocked this road, which represents the anger of heaven and earth. In less than a quarter of a second, this staff was smashed in a soul lament. Looking up around, you can see that once the tauren holy shaman samira? The soul of angry hoof was shattered by the flash of terror, and the remaining flash force rushed directly to the ground. Gragu? The flash power of Nuhoof directly surrounded the old shaman’s body and sent out a huge explosion, which instantly cleaned the position of the whole totem pole and poured out the terrorist power at the same time. Those tauren who had stayed beside Gelagu were instantly hit by the flash power and flew out, and the whole Nuhoof tribe holy land was almost destroyed in an instant.
However, only a flash of dark clouds shrouded in the holy land of Nuhoof tribe disappeared, but slowly falling down the totem pole made the tauren who were still alive extremely afraid, because the tauren totem pole was the belief of the whole tribe and also the habitat of the ancestors’ spirits. If the totem pole was destroyed, it would be a very serious and terrible event, because the totem pole represented that the ancestors of Nuhoof tribe lost their totem pole, that is, lost the protection of their ancestors’ spirits. For the tauren living in the local world, it was just like the collapse of the world.
But these tauren not only felt fear and fear, but they soon remembered another thing, that is, the old shaman was still in the holy land, so all tauren ran frantically to the holy land to search for Golmud in the holy land if they could still breathe? After all, if the totem pole collapses and the damage is not serious, the shaman mage can still gather the disturbed ancestors’ spirits, but if the shaman mage dies, the whole Nuhoof tribe will completely lose the totem pole’s protection.
Soon the tauren of Nuhoof tribe found half of the charred old shaman’s bones in ruins? Angry hoof, but now the old shaman Ji has a breath left. His body was smashed and blackened, not to mention the collapse of the totem pole, and his bust was crushed. If it was not for the powerful force hanging his life, it is estimated that this tauren shaman would have died long ago.
"Chief! Chief! Come on! Come on! The Golmud Shaman is dying! " Blood knife of the chief of Nuhoof tribe? Although Nuhoof’s position in the tribe is not particularly high, he is second only to two shaman No.3 figures, and samira is his body. Therefore, Nuhoof Nephew actually has a very important position in the tribe.
"What? ！” Blood knife? Nuhoof stunned and let go of the flour bag. He should have participated in this sacrifice. However, due to the terrible effect of the dwarf St. Muradin’s forgiveness, a small-scale earthquake occurred in Nuhoof tribe, which almost destroyed the most important granary of the whole tribe. Angry hoof is busy directing people to carry food and prepare to put it in a stronger place to hide it, but I heard the tauren pass the word, blood knife? If you kick angrily, just throw the flour on the ground, sprinkle two hooves and run out. You know the blood knife? Angry hoof is samira? Nuhoof doesn’t know that he is separated from his nephew by blood, but samira Gelagu takes care of him very much. It’s hard for a small tauren to grow up after losing his parents in the tauren tribe, and the blood knife is like this. If it’s not for two uncles to raise the blood knife, don’t say it’s a problem to be the chief of Nuhoof tribe, even though the two old shamans are not blood knives. Angry hoofs kiss uncles, but in my heart, Blood Knife respects them almost as much as fathers. It’s a pity that he just lost one of his relatives and now he has to face the pain of losing another. How can he not let Blood Knife? Furious hoof madness
But when the blood knife? When Nuhoof rushed to the Holy Land, he knew that his relative’s roots could not be saved. Even Berserker, a tauren who entered the Holy Land, dared not say that he could survive in the situation that his bust was smashed to powder.
"Blood knife ~ cough!" Graham? Angry hoofs were covered with blood, and hands stroked Tauren Chieftain’s head with white eyes and no pupils, looking at the sky. Actually, he really hoped that he could see the face he raised. Unfortunately, he was born without his eyes and his pupils could not see, and he always lived in the dark. He wanted to feel the face of others and touch it with his hands.
"Uncle granite bone! ! ~ ~ "blood knife? Angry hoofs look at his face, dirty blood, and he has his only relative in his eyes. Although their blood relationship may be very weak, the bone of Grara is a blood knife? Angry hoof only has relatives left.
"Blood knife! Mark my words! The devil is coming. Give up here and go! Don’t go to the drow elves. The Nuhoof tribe can’t be a drow vassal ~! I know you hate the Bronze Ring tribe Arno for killing samira, but please hate it ~! Go to the Bronze Ring Tribe. Only when there is a Bronze Ring Tribe can you really accept the Furious Hood Tribe instead of annexing it! Mark my words and get the clan out of here quickly! " Gelagu, the old shaman, seemed to be speaking with his own strength. Without saying a word, a lot of blood poured out of his body. When he finished his last sentence, the blood flowed out and turned the land into a dark red.
"no! Uncle Graham! Arno, that bronze ring tribal bastard, I must kill him! He killed Uncle samira and I want his revenge! " Blood knife? Nuhoof was very reluctant to hear Golmud’s words. Because Arnault killed his uncle’s enemy, he didn’t take revenge, but he went to take refuge in the enemy. It was too unreasonable.
"no! Blood knife! You have to listen to me. This is my last request! Take all the people and don’t take revenge on samira! If you don’t promise me, the soul will never rest in peace! " I was dying when I heard the words of the blood knife. Grabone suddenly returned to light and seized the blood knife? The collar of the angry hoof was slowly loosened until the blood knife nodded, but the old shaman’s hand fell to the ground directly. In fact, the old shaman was already dead when he yelled at that sentence, but his soul will always supported his last breath until the blood knife nodded in agreement with this last breath. Only then did he completely leave the bone body.
"Uncle granite bone! ~ ~ ~ "See the falling blood knife with both hands? What’s wrong with Nuhoof Ma Bai? I haven’t cried since I was seven years old. At that moment, the tauren burst into tears, and big tears fell to the ground. The whole Nuhoof tribe holy land was surrounded by blood knives, and it was painful and sad to cry.
But blood knife? Nuhoof, after all, is the chief of Nuhoof tribe. Although he is very sad at the moment, he still listens to his uncle’s words and prepares to leave the land with the whole tribe because he knows the prophet Golmud very well. Even if he is sad, he can’t ignore the safety of the whole tribe. Therefore, the blood knife gently puts the body of Gragu’s angry hoof on the ground, and then recruits several tauren to guard the holy land, and then returns to the tribe to prepare for the tribal migration. However, as soon as his front foot left, the body of Gragu was naturally windy, and at the same time, the totem pole was wrapped in the flame.
Seeing this situation, a few tauren guards were left behind to frighten the dead. You know, the body of the shaman mage of the totem pole of the Nuhoof tribe was burned in the fire, but whether these tauren poured water or covered these flames with sand, they were all put out and called back to the blood knife again. Angry hoof watched the tribal totem pole burning in the flames, and the hand kept holding on to it, but he couldn’t do anything about it. Because these flame roots were not ordinary flames, but came from hell and were burned by ghost fires, the ancestral spirit roots could not be called again, and the most important thing was the blood knife uncle Gragu? Angry hoofs are also being burned by the ghost fire, which means that the soul of Golmud will disappear forever, and this is the price of prying into the long river of fate.
Suddenly, the fire in the dark underworld disappeared after burning for a while, but the totem pole and the body of Gela bone were not destroyed in the fire. However, the blood knife clearly knew that the ancestral spirit attached to the totem pole had completely disappeared, and the soul entrenched in the body of Gela bone disappeared, leaving it in place as just a body.
"Chief! What now? " Stay where you are. The tauren guard looks at the strange fire that appears and disappears. At the same time, he also feels the terrible power handed by the chief around him.
"What should I do? Didn’t you hear what the Golmud Shaman said? Tell everyone to stay if you want to die! We want to migrate! " Blood knife? Furious hoof growled angrily, and a lot of spittle flew down his growl to the tauren around him to guard his body.
"What about the totem pole?" The tauren guard wiped his face and saliva pointed to the ground and collapsed the totem pole, saying that it was tens of meters long. The totem pole did not mean that it could be moved away, but for a moment, the guard had the feeling that he was hearing voices because of the blood knife. Angry hoof’s mouth is not moved, but two other words.
"burned ~!" It is unthinkable for the tauren to burn the totem pole root, so at that moment, the tauren guard is directly stupid to be continued.
The first volume Chapter 43 Burning tauren totem (5)
"What?" The tauren guard asked in amazement, if the blood knife is for him? Angry hoof says it’s handling, so he won’t be surprised, because for the tauren tribe, the totem pole attached to the ancestral spirit is something that can’t be lost
"yes! Burn it! The ancestors helped the Golmud Shaman to peek into the long river of fate, and it has completely dissipated! Remember! It was the ancestors and the Golmud Shaman who sacrificed their tribe to get the news. Tell all the tribe members that we want to leave here immediately! Don’t let the ancestors work hard, don’t let the Golmud Shaman die in vain! " Blood knife? Angry hoof face has no expression, but his heart is more painful than anyone else, because he can watch his uncle’s soul be dissipated by the fire.
"So what’s going to burn?" A tauren guard was puzzled and asked, he felt great respect for the dedication of his ancestors, so he hoped that the blood knife could keep the totem pole.