"Bomu, did Xuanji leave any words before leaving?" Song Jinqiao asked.
Mu Mu thought for a moment and said, "He didn't say much. He just mentioned something about the seal and told us to be careful."
seal?
Song Jinqiao suddenly realized that the reason they didn't approach the seal before was because they were afraid that the king of the Dark City would take the seal.
Her expression was complicated.
"The power of the seal may help us solve the problem of Dark King City, but do we really have to break the seal under the king's nose?" Song Jinqiao muttered to himself.
She cut off the connection, and suddenly more than a dozen males rushed in and surrounded her!
"Who are you and what do you want to do?"
Looking at the scene, Song Jinqiao always felt that something was going to happen, but she remained calm and composed.
"This is the maid's room. How dare you just barge in like that?" she said calmly.
The leader was a dark-skinned, tall and mighty male. He looked at her expressionlessly, and at a command, all the orcs rushed forward quickly, grabbed her arms and pinned her down.
"take away."
Then, her wrist was roughly pinched. She couldn't struggle and was forcibly dragged out of the door, pushed outside, and thrown into a cage made of black crystal. Her body swayed as they lifted the cage.
She fell to the ground.
"Ling, go back and tell Bo Mu and the others to leave quickly!" Song Jinqiao supported his body, leaned his back against the cage, and clenched his teeth.
Damn it, she's exposed!
But...why?
[Okay, be careful.]
Without saying a word, the system turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated away.
At the same time, the Witch Hall——
Xuan Ji stood at the bottom of the steps with a cold face, his eyes flashing with coldness. His dark red eyes were so bright and captivating that people almost dared not look into his eyes. His blood-red lips were tightly pursed, and a terrifying aura emanated from his whole body.
"Is this your choice?" His voice was low and without much ups and downs, but one could sense the anger hidden in him.
At this moment, he had no strength at all and was completely a weak male. The one who caused him to be like this was none other than his most respected wizard, the orc who had brought him out of the sea of suffering.
The orc on the steps was already an old orc. His short hair was covered with a layer of white frost, and he was wearing a snow-white robe, which gave him a Taoist look.
The old orc stood with his back to him, his hands behind his back, his cloudy eyes looking dimly at the endless sky outside, and after a while he let out a long sigh.
"Xuan Ji, how many years have I been with you...many years, right? After so many years, you've become stronger day by day, but I've become weaker day by day."
"Watching those orcs grow old and die, I wonder when death will come upon me..."
"I'm scared. I'm afraid of being buried in the ground..."
Xuan Ji's face was tense, his wide sleeves covering his clenched hands, and his long, thick eyelashes barely concealed the dark light in his eyes. "So you chose a pagan... Can a pagan bring you longevity? You should understand that's simply impossible."
Apart from God, no orc can share the same fate with the sky.
The old wizard said nothing more, just staring into the distance quietly.
Their conversation ended in a bad mood.
Xuan Ji sat at the table, looking at the quilt on the table, but a beautiful figure popped up in his mind.
"I hope you succeed..."
The Chosen Messenger...
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