Seeing Zhui'e in so much pain, Ye Xin seemed to have some evil fun.
She dragged the chain to the front of Zhui'e, and walked around it twice while shaking the chain deliberately.
really!
The roars of Zhuie'e became louder and louder, and the amplitude of its movements became larger and larger. It covered its ears tightly and banged its head against the ground again and again.
Ye Xin shook the chains again, causing Zhui'e to tremble again.
In the blink of an eye, the situation on the scene was reversed. The previously majestic Zhui'e was now lying on the ground with no dignity, as if his limbs had been cut off.
"Tsk, that's boring. You're even worse than your brother."
Ye Xin casually took back the meteor hammer and gave Zhui'e a dish of boiled argali.
The boiling water wrapped around the evil, and the continuous high temperature turned it into a skeleton and fell to the ground.
"A roasted whole lamb and a bowl of lamb soup, all done."
Ye Xin smacked her lips in disappointment. If these two were ordinary monsters, she would still be able to taste them.
What a pity, this is such good mutton!
Ye Xin picked up the scimitar that fell on the ground and carefully felt the patterns on it.
The matrix is emitted from here, and the film is only present inside the array. Is there something embedded on this knife?
Ye Xin looked at the two scimitars inside and out, and even broke open the handles, but still couldn't figure out what was going on.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and she imitated Zhui'e's way, also making a cross-shaped gesture with her two swords.
In a moment, Ye Xin saw a small circular pattern appear on the handle near the blade.
The pattern flashed by so quickly that it disappeared before she could even see what it was.
So Ye Xin did it again. This time, when the pattern appeared, she touched it quickly with her eyes and hands.
“Click~”
When she touched the transparent pattern with her finger, it turned into a thin slab of stone and fell to the ground.
Ye Xin stretched out his hand and caught the stone slab steadily.
After the stone slab fell, the scimitar in her hand suddenly turned into powder and dissipated in the air.
Ye Xin didn't have time to care about it. She gathered the stone slab, which was half the size of her palm, in the air and took a look at it.
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and not a single ray of light could penetrate the stone slab.
Ye Xin thought about it, took out the stone he had picked up on the floating island, and stacked it behind the stone slab.
This time, she used the blinding light from the stone to see what was in the middle of the slab.
It's a painting.
A painting of several fallen demons.
But the picture was too small, and Ye Xin couldn't see the details clearly.
She put down the stone slab thoughtfully and looked at the evil white skeleton.
There is no such painting in Zhui Yan’s memory. Could it be in this guy’s memory?
Ye Xin did it right away. He pulled out the black shadow from the evil bone and injected his mental power into the crumbling soul.
She looked through them frame by frame and successfully found the slate painting in Zhue's memory.
Ye Xin took out the slate painting separately, and then continued to browse the content that Zhui Yan had not in his mind.
I can’t believe that Zhuiwu, who looks a little normal, is actually a good brother who is filial to his parents.
It can satisfy whatever its brother wants. It is afraid that its brother will be in danger, so it does everything itself. It is afraid that its brother will not have fresh meat and blood to eat, so it goes to find new people before dawn every day. It is afraid that its brother will be bored, so it personally breaks off the horns on its head for its brother to play with.
Who wouldn’t say this brotherhood is awesome after seeing it?
Of course, the premise is to ignore the weird atmosphere. Only evil can tolerate a pervert who is moody every day.
After watching what happened between the two, Ye Xin rubbed his shoulders in horror.
She was wrong, take back what she said about falling into evil being a normal thing.
I originally thought that Zhui Yan was just a pervert, but I didn't expect that Zhui E was also a pervert, and even worse than Zhui Yan.
Which brother would be obsessed with his brother's horns and body every day, and not be afraid of exposing something?
"Eh, that's disgusting."
Ye Xin couldn't think about it anymore. The moment she thought about it, her stomach started churning and she felt like vomiting.
Ye Xin copied the cut-out stone painting onto white paper, and then found a book that had begun to gather dust from the space.
She opened the book to the first page and pasted the white paper on it.
After a while, the dusty book began to sparkle, the middle pages turned from yellow to their original state, and the title of the book began to show its prestige on the surface.
Dark Fall
This book, which I originally obtained from Lan Sheng, finally took off its wolf skin on this day.
Ye Xin was very glad that she didn't throw it away because she thought it was disgusting, but instead forced herself to keep it.
As it turned out, she guessed right.
This book really came in handy.
Ye Xin flipped through the pages one by one, and the more she read, the more frightened she became.
She quickly finished reading through the few thin pages and sneered after closing the book.
Sacrifice circle.
A sacrificial formation unique to the fallen demon clan.
It's strange that this group of fallen demons actually have an ancestor? Weren't they all annihilated by the powerful tens of thousands of years ago? Why do they still want to summon their ancestor?
Could it be that there were still some fish that slipped through the net in the battle that year?
Ye Xin couldn't help but think deeply, if there really were some fish that slipped through the net back then, then how many fallen demons are there in the dark now.
As for the Zerg, the two brothers Zhuiyan had no memory of their existence, and it could even be said that they didn't know them at all.
But why, why every time the fallen demons do something, the Zerg come back to cause trouble again? It's a coincidence once, it can't be a coincidence every time. What is the driving force behind this?
If there are indeed surviving first generation fallen demons, where are they hiding?
If they were hiding outside the Three Thousand Worlds, then this sacrificial formation could be the thing that could summon them. By allowing their descendants to summon them tens of thousands of years later, could it be that they had already made up their minds to make a comeback?
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