Shen Yanxiao has been trying to reduce his sense of existence, going to the game is disguised, hiding in the crowd.

The fear is that the ancestor of the dead will find her abnormality. This dinner party, she first appeared in front of the ancestor of the dead. She thought she wanted to meet the ancestor of the dead for a short time this time, and the ancestor of the dead should not find her identity when the main actor of the banquet is not herself.

But heaven does not follow man's wishes.

Shen Yanxiao really didn't know what was wrong. He exposed himself so quickly.

No response from Shen Yanxiao, no anger from the ancestor of the dead, no expression on that cold face, he just looked at Shen Yanxiao coldly.

"But how can human beings have the smell of a Protoss?"

The words of the ancestor of the dead, like a lightning stroke in Shen Yanxiao's heart, in a short period of time will erase all her pain.

"It's really interesting to be able to sign a contract with the sacred beast, but it appears as a ghost, and there's a smell of a Protoss hidden in it. What are you? Half blood? " For the first time, there was a smile on the face of the ancestor of the dead. The smile was like a manzhusha on the edge of the blood pool of death, but the beauty was extremely gloomy.

Shen Yanxiao let her faint in pain, and Taotie watched the ancestor of the dead nervously. Although he knew that he was not the opponent of the other side, he could not allow the ancestor of the dead to hurt Shen Yanxiao.

"You don't want to touch her." Taotie clenches the root and forces the bloody smell down the throat.

The ancestor of the dead glanced at Taotie lightly and said in a gloomy tone: "Taotie, right? I will not kill you, I will lock you and your brother together. "

There is no emotion in the eyes of the ancestor of the dead. It's cold like a cold pond.

Taotie looks at the ancestor of the dead angrily.

The ancestor of the dead raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at Shen Yanxiao.

Gluttonous efforts to the ancestor of the dead, but was mercilessly kicked away.

The ancestor of the dead grabbed Shen Yanxiao's collar and picked him up.

Shen Yanxiao's heart and lungs were torn by pain all over.

The other hand of the ancestor of the dead stuck Shen Yanxiao's chin and forced her face up.

"See that knife?" The voice of the ancestor of the dead suddenly dropped a minute, and the bleak voice was like a cold wind.

Shen Yanxiao couldn't keep her mind calm at all, but she didn't want to show weakness in front of the ancestor of the dead. She bit her lips hard and forced her to keep a little clear.

The shining sword, bound by black chains, is hanging in the air. The holy breath that people yearn for is constantly emanating from the sword.

The chain layer by layer can't block its half light.

"The first artifact of the protoss, with the power of guarding the protoss, can cut off the space and tear the border." The voice of the ancestor of the dead sounded slowly in Shen Yanxiao's ear, like saying to Shen Yanxiao, or talking to himself.

"There was a rumor that when heaven and earth were just born, it was a god stone that came together with the LORD God and Satan. One God stone was divided into two parts, one was taken away by Satan, and it was made into a night magic Sabre with the power to devour the soul. The other was taken away by the LORD God, and it was the first God tool to protect the God family." The ancestor of the dead suddenly pauses. He looks at Shen Yanxiao.

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In the annual meeting, the notebook was completely abandoned, and the Tat codeword could only be borrowed from other authors