"No, not..." Yaorao denied: "Save me and give me the antidote."

"Didn't you killed?" The old man was unmoved.

Yaorao felt like she was going to die.

It seems like there are countless insects and ants gnawing in the body.

"Not me." Yao Rao held on for a while, but finally couldn't hold on. She shook her head in pain: "It's really not me, I don't know, I just... I just want to get the holy weapon, but when I wake up, they are all dead."

Yaorao had no idea what she did after she got the holy weapon.

After waking up, what I saw was the corpses all over the ground.

"Look, I just said it was not what I... made by Tu Yan." Chu Zheng interrupted slowly.

Old man: "..." Is this his fault? At that time, he was already crazy about the situation. Tu Yan was there by chance.

Tu Yan's attention was on Chu Zheng's words.

The three words "I'm sick" flowed into his heart like a clear spring.

The old man's eyes burned again: "Where is the holy weapon!"

Yaorao just screamed in pain and did not answer the old man.

The old man pressed Yaorao and said, "Where is the holy weapon?"

Yaorao may not be able to bear the pain on her body, and she struggles to explore the pain on her body.

Bang-

A bone that grew from a palm fell off.

The white bones are round and have holes on them, which are a bit like flutes.

The old man picked up the holy weapon and checked it carefully.

"Save me..."

Yao Rao grabbed the old man and asked for help.

She really felt like she was going to die.

Pain to suffocation.

"I can't die." The old man said viciously.

"Anti-drug, give me the antidote..."

The old man kicked Yao Rao away.
Chapter completed!