Chapter 1114:

"Little Baiji, everything comes at a price, and there is a debtor." Lilias smiled bitterly. "From the moment you ascended the throne, I knew there would be today. Listen well, Bai Ji, I may not have much time to come, but I am very lucky to have witnessed the birth and growth of a generation of Scarlet Queen. "

Chapter 7 ~ The Return of the Bird Face Sacrifice (Part 2)

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"Just take it as the last bit of willfulness for me, a dying person." After saying this, Lilias slowly lowered her palm.

"Don't say such inexplicable words." Bai Ji took out the necromancer. "As long as you still have a breath, we can save you."

"No matter what, the determination will not leave you behind."

"If you want to take you away, even if it's death, you have to pass our level first."

"It's useless, nothing will work." Lilias shook her head.

Rasambo’s bloodline appears extreme in some respects, and the more he loses control of his emotions, the more dull and empty his performance becomes.

"His Majesty Bai Ji, don't you need to calm down first?" Nim, who realized that Bai Ji was wrong now, couldn't help but said.

"It's not the meaning of old age, old age means to say"

"Orbitals!" There was a tremor of shock.

The elders, who were still planning to dissuade them, looked at the giant sickle steadily submerged three feet into the ground and closed their mouths wisely.

"Ignorance, I said, even if it is the **** of death, it can't stop us." Bai Ji muttered to herself.

The scene was silent for a while, everyone looked at the dangling Bai Ji, and stopped talking.

"Reaper, sorry, I don't seem to be, but I'm here anyway."

I saw a guy in a dark cloak squatting on the top of an arched building. His face was hard to see because of the funny crow mask.

"He is" Lilias' eyes widened slightly.

"Are you that person?" Lilias was startled slightly. "The one who gave me the sheepskin rolls?"

"Ah, Lord Lilias actually remembers it, it's my honor."

"You did it?" Bai Ji lifted the sickle and turned her gaze to him. "Then, just kill you."

"Hey, I don't want to memorize this pot. First of all, about the sheepskin rolls, I told Her Majesty Lilias about the consequences back then. She insisted on seeing it. What can I do?"

"You get the ability to predict the future without paying any price. There are such good things in the world, right?"

Chapter 8 ~ The Organs of the Lord God

"My Majesty. You have misunderstood me. At first, your mother insisted to watch. I couldn't stop it, and I didn't deceive her. I told her about the consequences beforehand. In this sense, I am very innocent." The Bird Face Man spread his hands.

"No car?" Bai Ji sneered. "The high priest of the ancestral gods said that he was innocent? Are you telling a joke?" "Our family is now ruined, and if there is no such thing as you, we don't believe it."

"Reading? Why are you starting to riddle again? Your country was wiped out by the elves and the Qur'ans. What does it have to do with me." The Birdmian said helplessly.

°It is you who are determined to ask the alien visitors to help solve the coalition problem. What does the destruction of the imperial city have to do with the next? "You know quite clearly, the imperial city has always had your eyeliner, right?" "You said the bird-faced man chuckled." "It sounds like no other country’s masters have my eyeliner, whether it’s an elves, a Quran, or a human. I treat them equally.

"Gulan also has the [divine nature] of the elves, you gave it to me." Bai Ji looked at him coldly.

"This is just your own guessing out of thin air, I didn't say that." The bird face was noncommittal.

"You can continue to pretend to be stupid." Bai Ji drew out her sickle, her scarlet eyes glowing with blood. "When we split your head off, we will slowly torture your soul.

"Your Majesty, is this going to fight here? Don't. I advise you to not be so simple now." The bird-faced man talked, his head turned to the side, and the sharp wind came from his ears. The risk has passed.

"Why are you so anxious, these days. Isn't it common sense to listen to the enemy and start a war?" Ma Mian Ji shook his head.

"Okay, okay, stop." The black wind stirred up the entanglement of the bird-faced man. The flesh-colored contact pillars rose from the ground. They were tied together to form a solid wall.

The giant sickle slashed on it, like a schoolboy hitting the cotton. The attack bounced back directly.

"Can we talk about it now, Her Majesty?" The bird-faced man stood with his hand in hand. "If you don't listen to me well, your mother is really hopeless."

The words of the bird-faced man obviously had an effect, and Bai Ji tightened the sickle. Tianer stopped attacking.

"Sister, don't believe this guy, none of the servants of that big octopus are good things. They are full of lies and lies and deceive the world." Yana gritted her teeth and looked at the bird-faced man.

"His Royal Highness, this is completely a prejudice against the next."

° Bias? Do I need to be prejudiced against a bunch of guys who are black from the beginning to the end? Haven't you already been so dark that you can't wash it? ? "Can't be confused. "The Bird Face Man shook his head silently. "I did draw a lot of flatbreads, but I never lied to anyone. Although there are exaggerated elements, the main part is absolutely true.

"Just imagine those noble ministers of the Quran. Are they fools? Who can be fools who can climb to that position? I lie all over the place and talk about all the unrealistic things. They can be incited. Isn't it? No.' The Ma Mian Man inadvertently told an amazing fact.

"You are" Yana looked at Ma Mianren in surprise. "You are. The ancestral **** of the Second Age?" "Thanks to you remembering it, I am now, do you want to say a long time no see." The horse-faced man took off the mask. The hideous under the mask let everything The man held his breath.

That face, no, it's not a human face at all.

Have you lived till now? Live for thousands of years? ? "Nim, who was regaining his composure, frowned, and his words were full of disbelief. "Impossible, except for blood spirits. No race can live this way, even blood spirits cannot live for so long and not decay. Who is it?" The elders and Yana who were of the same generation as the creature in front of them had experienced a long sleep before they were not eroded by the years, but the creature in front of them was obviously different.

Spanning two epochs and thousands of years, the powerful empire changed dynasties, and the races on the land of Baland changed batch after batch, but he was always there.

No, not even that. He may have lived longer than they thought, just what they knew. This creature has lived for two epochs. No one knows how long he has lived.

"Please don't be alarmed. I, that is, I have lived a little longer than ordinary people, right, let's be regarded as a mortal for the time being. After all, I am not yet. The bird face glanced over the people present and brought a trace of emotion. .

The moment the Xiangxiangshen appeared, Gordon's expression changed, and his cold test eyes carried an undisguised killing intent, which showed his hatred for these cult keys.

You are, Noni the Miko. No, I read it wrong. Sorry.

Gordon was slightly stunned by the words of the bird-faced man. "Do you know my ancestors?" "Oh, so you are her offspring." The bird-faced man nodded. "Of course I know. The paladin of the Paladin Bai Ming. Of course I still remember.

"I always thought she was just a follower. I didn't expect that the super witchcraft released during the confrontation with the ancestor **** was really shocked." At this point, the Ma Mianren's tone was mixed with a trace of regret. "Pity.

What a pity? ‘Gordon couldn’t help asking.

"You don't know? Oh, that's right, after all, how could the Wu Clan announce this kind of thing?" The bird-faced man seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but sneered.

"You are probably still in the dark right now?"

"What do you mean?"

"The death of your ancestor. How is it recorded in the book?" Ma Mianren asked calmly.

"Of course it was because of the severe injuries after the crusade against the ancestor god. Depressed and depressed."

"No. No." The horse-faced man shook his finger. "As expected, it was them, that's how it was written. Do you want to know the truth about the death of your ancestor, the **** witch Noni? Let me tell you.

"After repelling Lord Ancestor, the five warriors each returned to their own power country. Your ancestors chose a bad time to go back."

"Unfortunately, the old patriarch of the Witch tribe passed away. The Witch tribe had to elect a brand new patriarch to lead the Witch tribe. The three most qualified Witch tribe families were fighting to death and life. At this time, Noni came back for a while. 'The horse-mian man spread out his hands very funny.