The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 481: Cute!

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The nine goblin tribe sacrifices stopped chanting, and blood spurted out and sprinkled on the stone pillars.

As soon as these blood touched the stone pillars, they seemed to be immersed in the stone pillars, disappearing without a trace, strange and inexplicable.

The nine goblins are not surprised, but their faces turned pale and gray.

Stand up, without saying a word, jump off the stone pillar together.

On the ground, there are nine other sacrifices dressed in the same manner, shaking ascended to the nine huge pillars, and continued to pray.

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The hot weather eased after the sun set.

But it was still dry, and there was not even a trace of moisture in the air.

Jimoya waited for an hour or two at the place of the fall, but did not see Mo Si and the others appear, so he left some marks and walked forward with Huan Qingyan.

As soon as I left, the sun went down.

Fortunately, changes in the weather do not have much impact on their practitioners. Both heat and cold can be adjusted with spiritual energy.

"Uncle, I am hot." Huan Qingyan's nose was sweaty.

Jimoya patiently taught, "Let your Lingbao help you resist the high temperature."

A woman with a shortage of IQ asked curiously, "What is Lingbao?"

Jimoya grabbed her white wrist and pointed to the imprint of Lingbao on her wrist. The imprint of one of her hands is pig-shaped and the other hand is leaf-shaped...

Now, the leaf shape is slightly more obvious.

So Jimo Ya picked the leaf-shaped spirit treasure, "This is your spirit treasure, you try to summon it out."

"Wow, is this my spirit treasure? But how to summon it?"

Jimoya glanced at her lazily and noblely, "You are its owner, use your consciousness to think about it, and let it come out to help you..."

Huan Qingyan's eyes widened and blinked.

Blink again.

Like a dull goose!

Jimoya rolled up his sleeves, revealing his left wrist, with a mini dragon-shaped mark on it, "Look at me, Long Lingbao..."

As soon as the voice fell, the little mini-dragon came alive and flew out from his wrist.

Jimoya didn't make it bigger, it was still miniature, and after circling around Huan Qingyan, he went in again.

Huan Qingyan happily slapped her hands, "Little dragon, little dragon, so beautiful, as beautiful as my uncle."

"Try it, your Lingbao is also very beautiful."

Huan Qingyan yearned, "Really?"

Jimoya gave her affirmative and encouraging look. Under the sunset, she was slender and handsome.

Huan Qingyan is very confident, pointing to her wrist and commanding, "You, Little Lingbao, come out and play with me..."

No response.

Huan Qingyan stretched out a finger and poked the mark, "Little Lingbao, come out and play with me!"

Still no response!

Jimoya's expression is light, wise and elegant, but the smile in his eyes can't be hidden, this girl is really...cute!

Huan Qingyan poked her fingers several times, but Lingbao still didn't come out.

She gave up without worrying, and said bitterly, "Uncle, my spirit treasure is broken."

Jimoya thought about it. Maybe her brain is not very bright now, and she can't use her mind to control it. Fortunately, the strength of the five-star spiritualist is still there. This abnormal weather should not cause any major problems for her.

"It's okay, I will definitely come out in the future, drink or drink?"

Looking at it, there are hills and gully everywhere, a bright and convex, blood-red sunset, illuminating the yellow earth, and it looks exceptionally depressed and hot.

There is no such thing as phantasmagoria who does not eat or drink. Naturally, she takes the kettle and drinks water.