Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 195: The saint and the sacrifice
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The woman, with cold eyes, as if she did not carry human emotions, glanced at Lin Luoran with an unfamiliar and emotionless look, and asked faintly:
"Baojia...who is it?"
Lin Luoran felt like he was knocked on the head.
After Baojia disappeared outside the Bushmen’s tribe, she took Wen to watch the scenery, and forcibly captured the chief Yakidailu, with an unwilling Bani outside, and a group of four trekking in the desert , Suffered a scorpion disaster, and then was drawn into the underground world by quicksand, and then met Wen Guanjing, the shock of space, the danger of escaping from the molten molten... Bao Jia is her sister, Lin Luoran must come to rescue her, this is the slightest willingness There are no complaints.
But now Baojia is standing in front of her, looking like a stranger, Lin Luoran feels cold all over.
Looking at Lin Luoran's rare gaffe, Wen Guanjing, who had been silent for a while, pulled her.
"Senior Sister... she may not be Bao Jia." His voice was very low, but he didn't have to conceal it. He could feel this "Bao Jia" riding the beast, unfathomably powerful, as a Bystanders, he can think more calmly.
How can Qin Baojia's lowly strength give people the feeling of being like the sea? The one in front of me is not a friend of Senior Sister Lin at all!
Lin Luoran was reminded by Wen Guanjing that she was originally calm and meticulous, but she saw "Bao Jia" suddenly appeared, and her mind was confused by the surprise. At this time, she took a few steps back and looked at it. This woman is wearing The lotus-colored ancient costume, the wide robe and the big sleeves, the hair was tied randomly with a silk ribbon, and it was dragged to the ankle—except for the face, it was not the same as Bao Jia.
Bao Jia does not like to wear ancient costumes, and has expressed incomprehension countless times about Li Xier's love of Tang costumes.
Before Baojia came to Africa, in order to deal with the possibly hot climate, she had just cut her hair into neat short hair. It was hearty and pretty. It was only a long time since she came to Africa... Even if it is half a month, her hair is not It may be dragged to the ankle.
Bao Jia's long and narrow eyes are always very attractive, which gives her face a kind of beauty with a jade. If Lin Luoran is a gentle jade, then Bao Jia is a sparkling diamond.
Lin Luoran's gaze fell on "Bao Jia"'s eyes, her eyes were safe and indifferent, like floating clouds high above, without any sense of reality.
Is this really Baojia?
Lin Luoran clenched his hands without knowing it.
She stepped back quietly. The woman who was riding on the beast, who was exactly like Bao Jia, asked "Who is Bao Jia" before, as if she didn't care about Lin Luoran and Lin Luoran at all. The answer did not go on.
She looked around for a week, and was slightly satisfied with the creeping and trembling of these animals, suddenly turned around, and said to Lin Luoran who were a few steps away: "Why don't you kneel down?"
Kneel down—? Why should we kneel down?
Wen Guanjing asked this sentence.
Waiting for Wen Guanjing to ask this sentence, Lin Luoran finally saw another expression on the face of "Long-haired Baojia" besides indifferent... angrily?
Yes, a touch of anger.
Along with her anger, she just flicked her sleeves, Wen Guanjing couldn't restrain her and withdrew. She was wrong, it should be said that she was suddenly knocked into the air like a rock!
Of course Lin Luoran can't let Wen Guanjing fly out. Behind them is the molten molten tumbling. If Wen Guanjing falls, Lin Luoran can't even collect his body for him. So at the same moment, Lin Luoran suddenly threw out a green vine in his palm, the vigorous wood aura, the seeds of iron thorns turned into vines in an instant, entwining Wen Guanjing's waist.
"Binding!" Lin Luoran yelled and wanted to take back the vines, but Wen Guanjing was too eager to cast away. The pulling force at that moment almost pulled her into the molten slurry, and Lin Luoran's feet were already separated. The ground, simply put a little on the hot wall around the plain, the shoes were almost burning, but fortunately, after such a force, the two finally stood on the plain again.
Escape from the dead, Lin Luoran panting, looking at the long-haired woman warily, she now believes that it is not Bao Jia who is standing in front of her — she just looks like Bao Jia, don’t be blinded, take action I'm going to put Wen Jingjing to death, how could this woman be Bao Jia?
Lin Luoran has never thought about the worst possible. The one in front of him is actually Bao Jia, but just like the corpse of the white-clothed woman in the secret realm, Bao Jia was taken away...
The enemy is strong and I am weak. Apart from watching the long-haired woman vigilantly, they didn't know what to do for a while.
"The little trainer...I really don't know how high the sky is." The long-haired woman made a conclusion to the two, and did not seem to be rushing to kill, and did not even continue to entangle the two to kneel down.
Because the four hoofs were on fire, with a single horn on its head, an animal with a body like a cow and a face like a deer, it made a "baa" cry.
The long-haired woman seemed to be able to understand, showing some surprise.
She stood up and cast her eyes on Lin Luoran's feet. Ever since she appeared on the beast, a little green fox that tried to make people ignore it has been lying at Lin Luoran's feet.
"It's you, why are you hiding?" The long-haired woman showed a smile on her face, and the little green fox was reluctant, but after the long-haired woman beckoned, he couldn't control his body and flew towards her. Come.
Lin Luoran was afraid that she would be disadvantageous to Xiao Qinghu. Just as she moved her right hand, a ball of light hit her hand, causing her right hand to ache severely.
The long-haired woman said coldly: "Little trainer, if you act rashly, don't blame this saint for ignoring the sacrifice and killing you on the spot."
The saint? Sacrifice?
Lin Luoran and the two of them were full of question marks, but the saint ignored them, holding the scared little green fox, and stepped on the four-hooves on fire again, in the eyes of the two , Like when the Tathagata came, the fairy aura slowly lifted into the sky, disappearing into the cracked hole in the sky.
Lin Luoran raised his hand until he couldn't see it.
The back of the white hand was scorched, and now the fingers were still shaking from the pain. The random blow of the "saint" just now almost abolished Lin Luoran's right hand.
The right hand is also very important for practitioners.
Except for a few natural left-handers, everyone eats with their right hand, writes, and does everything handy. Therefore, practitioners use magic techniques. Only with this hand that is used all the time, can they flexibly pinch various seals. ——In order to touch the heaven and the earth, the power of the mysterious rules can use the dazzling spells.
This saint is extremely indifferent, and can even be said to be vicious. In fact, it is more in line with her behavior to say that she is a "saint".
Lin Luoran is finally convinced that even if she is really Baojia, I am afraid she really can't remember her at all.
"Sister Lin, do we want to follow along."
Wen Guanjing hasn't spoken since he was rescued, and he was afraid that Lin Luoran would be involved again. At this time, seeing her in a daze, he couldn't help but remind. The top of the sky dome suddenly opened, and the light that poured down gave people a feeling of going out from above, which was the exit of the underground world. Wen Guanjing was tempted.
Even if Wen Guanjing didn't talk about it, Lin Luoran wanted to follow it up and take a look. What if it was Bao Jia who was bewildered by his mind?
Whenever there is a little hope, she will not give up. What's more, there is a little green fox. She has promised the white fox to take care of it, so she can't give up on the little green fox without fighting for it.
The two were about to fly up with the sword, but found that the plain under her feet was trembling. At that moment, Lin Luoran almost thought that the cave without pillars was about to collapse. After shaking for a while, she found that it was a plain. Out of the lava, it slowly rises.
Some animals happened to be standing on the edge of the plain, and they rolled down in panic, and were swallowed as they rolled into the molten slurry.
Lin Luoran couldn't help but grabbed Wen Guanjing's hand to stabilize her figure.
The plain is rising rapidly, the top of the sky is moving away from both sides, and the light is getting brighter and brighter. There are tens of thousands of animals on the plain. You can imagine how big the plain is, but under the action of a force, it escapes After reaching the surface and rising rapidly, Lin Luoran suddenly felt a bad feeling about the "sacrifice" that the saint said.
The plain went up higher and higher, and the animals screamed.
Finally, the plain was level with the dome, and with a click, the plain was firmly embedded in the opening of the dome.
This is an exquisite mechanism!
Someone used the plain as the base to design such a tight mechanism without gaps. Lin Luoran endured the shock and looked around.
She promised that in her life, she had never seen so many animals. Like the plain on which they stood, it was full of all kinds of animals. It seemed that they had just been brought by the rising of the plain, and most of them were panicked. Keep stomping the ground with four hoofs.
Lin Luoran counted. There are eight plains like this one, which are round and surround a high platform in the middle.
This is a ladder exuding the luster of jade. The saint is wearing that lotus-colored long dress, climbing up, and the jade steps seem to extend to the sky, without end.
They are out of the ground!
Lin Luoran suddenly discovered that the plains were surrounded by soft yellow sand, and at the end of the jade steps, there were bright stars in the sky.
The wind in the desert has a hot smell, but compared with the molten underground, it is refreshing and pleasant, Lin Luoran took a deep breath. This must be the surface of the Kalahari Desert. After some tossing, they unexpectedly got out of the ground so gently.
The saint’s fear is getting farther and farther on the high platform, and she seems to disappear into the night sky while her clothes turn over.
Just as Lin Luoran was considering when she was going to climb, the saint finally stopped. The four-hoofed fire beast galloped down the jade steps, and the saint stroked its head, showing a look of remembrance.
There was a small ball on the back of the four-hoofed fire beast, and Lin Luoran pointed out that it was the little green fox.
The saint held it again in her arms, and the little green fox jumped out of her embrace unpredictably. The saint wanted to pick it up, and then angrily said: "Ben missed the old love to take you with me, since I don’t Appreciate, let's make sacrifices together!"
Lin Luoran's heart beat, pinching the Yufeng Secret Art, and borrowing the little green fox. The latter's eyes are wet, and he seems to be very afraid of the saint.
The saint snorted coldly and lifted into the air on the four-hoofed fire beast. Lin Luoran remembered the sacrifice in her mouth, alert, and dragged Wen Guanjing to the edge of the plain.
A light curtain rose, Wen Guanjing's cuffs were cut off, and eight huge beams of light enveloped the plain, reflecting the jade steps.
Lin Luoran felt that she faintly knew what this sacrificial ceremony would start with.