The clouds remain dark and the air is stuffy.

The sir quickly stopped the man

The visitor couldn't help but fall, the basket in his hand fell to the ground, grabbed Si Quan with both hands, and exclaimed: "Are you still alive? Those warriors?"

"I'm all happy for you!"

The monarch spoke coldly, and the person who came was actually Pharaoh.

The Pharaoh's body trembled, and he was so sad that he cried: "I've hurt their good boy!"

Si Quan was full of disgust and cursed: "Do you still have to pretend to be merciful at this time?"

Soon the priest found out that something was wrong. Pharaoh fell to the ground and had difficulty breathing. He crawled over the basket, and was full of sacrificial supplies. Pharaoh suddenly hooked at the priest and asked him to squat down.

"What else do you have to say?"

The priest was not sure whether it was true or not, frowned and was about to lower his head. The Pharaoh seemed to use all his strength: "We can't fight against God's Society. You go, and you can go all the way east!"

The monarch held the Pharaoh's pulse and found that the Pharaoh's breath was disordered and he was worried about life, so he passed on the qi to regulate his heart rhythm.

After a while, the Pharaoh returned to normal, with complex eyes all over his eyes and sighed, "Why should I save me? It's better to die and escape."

"I tried to kill me many times, but I also harmed the warriors of the entire clan. How could I let you get rid of this easily?"

Pharaoh sighed again with regret: "It's more than just the warriors. In order to attract God's attention that day, I chose the most handsome daughter in the clan, persuaded her to be the last time, and told her that there would be no trouble, but now, alas!"

"You talk about Ayin?"

The Pharaoh was stunned: "Do you know her?"

"I just happened to save her!"

The Pharaoh suddenly knelt down and thanked him, "To be honest, Ayin is my granddaughter, the young hero has a great kindness, and the old slave will never be repaid."

Si Quan remembered that Ayin had also said that this was the last time Pharaoh persuaded her. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked anxiously: "When you persuaded Ayin that day, were there outsiders present?"

As soon as the sir reminded him, Pharaoh immediately thought of the familiar figure running in front of him when he was up the mountain, and suddenly said loudly: "I know who the traitor is?"

"who?"

Si Quan asked with interest.

Pharaoh gritted his teeth: "Baron Ali"

"Baron Ali? The one who fought me back?"

"It's him, but he shouldn't know much, but God is too cunning, deliberately pretending to know everything, and threatening the lives of the whole clan. Unfortunately, I'm too stupid, so I explained in detail

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Seeing the Pharaoh's heartbroken look, Si Quan could only mourn his misfortune, pretending to understand and patted the Pharaoh's shoulder to show comfort.

"Young hero doesn't have to worry about it. It's all the fault of the old slave. It's also the clan members should have this disaster. You can just leave by yourself."

"real?"

"To be honest, I have sent a request for help from Tianqing Sect and received a reply. People in Tianqing will arrive soon. That is the sect in the world and will not deceive us."

Speaking of Tianqing Sect, the pharaoh said with admiration, but he was curious. This old guy lives in the mountains, how could he know about Tianqing Sect?

Si Quan's tone became teasing: "Tsk tsk, Tianqing Sect is all women, how did you know each other?"

The pharaoh was disdainful. Only he knew that this request for help was the real witch god's instructions. He said in fear: "Young hero is careful of his words. Tianqing Sect is practicing the way for heaven and maintaining justice. People admire him. How can he be careless!"

Si Quan was about to give a few words of retaliation when a noise sounded at the foot of the mountain, like a waft. Turning around, the fires soared into the sky, making the air twist and struggle.

The Pharaoh exclaimed: "No, it must be that God will take revenge!" After saying that, he did not care about the power and hurried down the mountain.

The sir was full of thought, and there were hundreds of warriors who ordered fashion and defeat, let alone now, sighing and looking eastward.

What he couldn't see was that a hundred miles away, a dozen women rushed over, covering their faces with jade veils, and the immortal poses were determined. The leader was even more elegant. Suddenly, he heard his clear words: "I'll go first, you come later."

After speaking, he floated away without waiting for the reaction of others.

Besides, the Babylonian clan was an ordinary day, and the clan members were busy with their own careers. Then a group of people in black robes broke in, and they didn't force their property and chopped them up when they saw them.

The tribe members had never seen such a formation. They fled in a hurry and cried. For a moment, the crying sounded throughout the village. The fire broke out, the livestock fled, the houses collapsed, the crying, the whine, the call for help, the whole mountain, the undead were mourning.

When the Pharaoh arrived, all the people of the tribe were gone, the fire was almost gone, the world was covered with charcoal, countless black smoke, and under the ruins of the lacquer walls and between the broken roads, there were burnt corpses lying.

Pharaoh knelt down and cried, feeling in pain: "It's all my fault that I angered God, and caused the disaster of extermination, so I can only apologize if I die." After that, he ran out to the broken wall with a look of awe.

“There is one more”

Hearing this, the Pharaoh turned his head in surprise. Before he could see anyone, he felt that his feet were light and he was lifted up like a chicken. He couldn't struggle, and his feet were rushing around and were taken somewhere, and he was thrown to a bang.

On the ground.

The Pharaoh felt the old bones scattered and dizzy, as if someone helped him up. After shook his head hard, he realized that this was the square of the sacrificial sky. The people who supported him were several tribe members. Looking around, there were about a thousand people. The Pharaoh's grief immediately disappeared, and couldn't help laughing loudly, and shouted three times: "Okay, okay, okay!"

The tribe members raised their heads and looked surprised: "What's wrong with Pharaoh?"

"Stinky old man, why are you going crazy!"

The man in black robe kicked the Pharaoh down with a kick recently. The other tribesmen hurriedly exclaimed and helped him up. The Pharaoh realized the status quo: all the tribesmen were squatting in the square, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

All the people of the God Association were here, surrounding the square tightly. A gentle man walked towards the Pharaoh, and the priest followed behind him.

"Mr. Pharaoh, we are really destined to meet again." The man smiled gently, kind and humble.

The Pharaoh was furious and said with utmost slightest words: "The offense is all done by the old slaves, and the clan members are unaware of it. I also asked the Lord God to spare them a lot."

Liu Qianyu smiled softly: "Of course, how could I care about their innocent people!"

The Pharaoh was overjoyed and hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him. Before he could speak, Liu Qianyu said again: "Just hand over the person who took the lead in breaking into the God Society!"

"The Lord of God knows that the scam is exposed and has already fled!"

"Oh! Is that?"

Liu Qianyu's tone suddenly changed. He pulled out the sword of the waiter beside him, and with a turn, a dozen heads rolled down instantly. The other tribes were so scared that they shouted and cried in a panic.

The Pharaoh's heart was curdled and the old tears flowed. Liu Qianyu was clearly a demon who smiled.

"From now on, he will not appear, three breaths and one life." Liu Qianyu put his smile close to the pale face of the Pharaoh and said, "Until the killing is over."

For a moment, everyone was panicked, afraid that they would be themselves the next moment. They lowered their heads and wanted to find the person who led the lead to break out and get cramps, drink blood and eat meat.

In the blink of an eye, three breaths had arrived. Liu Qianyu only cared about raising his sword to chop people. As the tribe members hugged the fear tightly, the sword blade slowly fell down.

"slow"

A loud shout came, and everyone was watching. A man walked up slowly, his steps as heavy as he could hear half a mile.

Liu Qianyu really stopped, the sword blade was only half an inch away from the man's neck. He smiled slightly, moved his wrist, and another head rolled down in the blood spray.

"Sorry, my hands are shaking!"

Seeing this, the person coming was furious, but Liu Qianyu turned around and ignored him, but instead walked into the crowd.
Chapter completed!