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The Holy Land of the Unicorn.

The silver-white starlight shone on the quiet earth, but the earth showed a silver-gray color. In the middle of the earth, the lonely holy platform stood tall, as solemn and majestic as before; but it was a little silenced. The high priest rushed over with dozens of subordinates. He was bleak and his steps were trembling. Along the way, except for seeing dozens of guards, he could not feel the deterrent pressure that the holy land should have.

The breeze was gentle and the leaves were shaking, which was cool and pleasant. However, the high priest and his team could not feel the wonderful breath at all, and only their feet were alternating in a hurry.

"Quick! Quick! Quick..." The high priest urged anxiously. When he suddenly rushed out of the red light that shone out of the holy land, he was already in a state of chaos. Although he claimed that it was the brigade commander Radoye who stole the holy treasure, he had no clue. He immediately decided to split his troops with Rabach, one by Rabach, one by himself, and one by himself to the holy land for support.

"Who is it? Who is it? Who is it? Who is so bold?" The high priest walked anxiously, constantly asking in his heart, while fantasizing that although the thief got the holy treasure, he was still in a battle.

However, when he approached the holy land, the more he felt bad. Every time he approached, his heart became colder. When he arrived at the holy land, his heart was completely colder.

"You two come with me, stay the rest!" Nine feet before coming to the holy platform, the high priest suddenly stopped and said, his voice as gloomy as ever.

"Yes!" Everyone was ordered and waited on the spot.

The high priest turned around, hurriedly sorted out his appearance, and took the two priests to walk towards the holy platform very solemnly, but the anxiety on his face could not be concealed.

Far away, the high priest saw a person lying on the stairs that had been at a height of tens of levels, and it was unknown whether he was a person lying on the stairs. This was not very important for the current high priests. The important thing was to arrive at the holy platform as soon as possible to confirm what everyone knew. However, the high priest's pace did not speed up, and it was still so slowly and solemn, step by step. At his lower two levels, the two subordinates who followed closely were also solemn, and their whole body trembled with excitement. This was the first time they had stepped onto the holy platform of their own tribe in their lifetime. They always thought that they would not be able to approach the holy platform in their lifetime, but now they were on the holy platform, as if they were having a prosperous dream. Like them, although there were not many people who were lucky enough to be elected as priests, there were still more than a hundred people.

.However, few people can truly obtain the true teachings of the high priest. After obtaining the true teachings of the high priest, whether they can become the high priest becomes a dream. The two of them have obtained the true teachings of the high priest, but before them, seven or eight generations of priest disciples who have obtained the true teachings of the high priest have reached the end of their lives under the ruthless devoured years. They are proud of their professions, and the people of the tribes are extremely envious of them. Even after becoming priests, never marrying for life has become a honor. For many unicorn tribes, being able to become priests and dedicate themselves to the tribe’s career is a matter of glory for a lifetime. Therefore, the priests of the unicorn tribe all have a strange temper; especially after becoming high priests, they have forgotten what family affection is called.

Step by step, thirty-two, the high priest stopped silently, looked at the person on the stone steps, and showed a solemn expression on his face. The man could no longer see his appearance, his whole body was covered with red small cells, and his only head was covered with white hair, which made people understand that he was an old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of time.

"Poison Pink!" the high priest said viciously. Looking at the hidden guard who had been pointed at several key acupoints, he already had a clear idea.

"Take it and then untie the acupoints." The high priest's tone was cold. His left arm was hanging, and his palm suddenly held and stretched out, and a pill flew into the hand of the priest on the left behind him.

"Yes!" the priest on the left responded quickly.

The high priest continued to walk up step by step, solemnly, without looking back from beginning to end. The priest on the right followed a few times and then walked upwards for twelve levels, and the priest accepted the same order.

The high priest walked up alone, step by step and sounded, as if he was alone in an ethereal world. There was a moment when his mind was blank, as if he had lost all his faith in life, could not find the value of survival at all, and could not feel the meaning of survival at all. But the next moment, two fierce cold lights flashed in his eyes, and he found the value of survival again, and once again had a powerful ideological power - the origin of this power was only one word, that is - "Qi"! At this moment, the high priest had been swallowed by this word from the soul to the body, and the word "Qi". "Ladoya-I must kill you!" The high priest swore viciously in the center. At this moment, his soul was not in the unicorn tribe, but in himself; at this moment, his soul was not in himself, but in his ugly desire.

One step at a time and one hatred, a total of ninety-nine levels of hatred! The high priest finally came to the holy platform, and a voice full of resentment slowly rang: "High priest, you are finally here!" The voice was full of doubt.

The high priest did not reply, and glanced at the empty holy platform where only three poisoned old men were left. Suddenly, his left hand shrank and threw, with a whoosh, and with no warning at all, it seemed that something shot towards the old man who was talking.

The old man who spoke was the boss of the five guards. He reached out to grab the void and took it back and saw that there were three blue pills.

"Anti-drug!" The boss said in surprise, looking at the pill in his hand, suddenly smiled miserably, and swallowed one; then he popped out two qigongs with his left hand, unlocking some acupoints of the second and third brothers. Then he threw his right hand out, and the two antidotes flew out. The second and third brothers opened their mouths in time, and the antidote entered his mouth.

"Thank you!" After adjusting your breath for a long time, the second and third brother thanked each other.

"What's going on? Why are you so poisonous to the red poisonous weed?" The high priest's voice was gloomy.

"So the Holy Treasure was not stolen by the High Priest?" the boss asked, his voice full of anger.

"Brother!" the second brother and the eldest brother shouted together.

"Hmph, does the Great Guard think that this priest would be such a person who is dragging things on the ground?" The High Priest glanced at the three of them and said gloomyly: "I understand the meaning of the Great Guard. I blame the priest for not coming to help in time, and I also blamed me for not expecting that the traitor would use such a despicable move. However, the stolen holy treasure has been done. The urgent thing now is that it is important to find the Holy treasure as soon as possible."

"What the High Priest said was very much. At that time, we did not expect the traitor to mix the poisonous poisonous red weeds into the wind. It is really hard to defend against using the air to spread it!" The second guard sighed.
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