Chapter 1882
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"Have I seen this man somewhere?" murongsheng whispered, staring at the emperor of the white tiger Kingdom on the sacrificial platform. "How do you look so familiar?"
As soon as Murong Sheng's voice fell, he suddenly heard the shadow wood next to him speak, and answered in a muffled voice: "it's the man chased and killed in the inn."
okay??
The man pursued in the inn?
Murongsheng suddenly recovered and stared at the man on the sacrificial platform. His eyebrows frowned. It had to be said that being reminded by yingmu really reminded her.
The shaman emperor of the white tiger kingdom is so similar to the dog official who was chased and killed in the town that day!
"No, this is not that man."
Murong Sheng looked at the man carefully and shook his head: "this man's body has no trace of injury."
Even if the dog officer who was chased and killed that day was the shaman emperor Yi Rong, there was one doubt that could not be explained. The shaman emperor was not hurt, but the man who was chased was wounded everywhere.
Even if she put a pill into the man's mouth at that time, the pill only allowed the man to hold his life and would not immediately restore the man's injury to normal.
It has only been a few days since they left the town. The man's injury would never recover if he didn't have a month or so, and it's also impossible to get out of bed intact.
Now, the Shaman's beating action and impunity are not a little injured and slow.
Therefore, the man in the town that day could not be the emperor of the white tiger country.
However, although I knew in my heart that the man standing on the sacrificial platform was not a man in the town. But what the eyes see is too deceptive!
Like, it's so like!
Really, the more you look, the more you look!
If she didn't judge according to the man's injury, even she would really think that the man standing on the platform was really the man!
In this world, there can be such similar people, but it is impossible to be similar to that kind of people.
Even if it is a mother's brother, there are still some differences.
Moreover, the old emperor of the white tiger Kingdom only gave birth to a cover, not even a royal daughter.
So, no matter what, that man can't be the same brother with the man in front of him.
At this time, the sound of sheep barking and pigs barking came from under the sacrificial platform, whistling bitterly.
He saw two pigs and three sheep being carried to the sacrificial platform. All their limbs were tied and lying on the ground with a dagger in their neck.
As the sacrificial priest standing in front of the stone pillar waved the dagger in his hand, his neck was immediately cut open.
Bright red and warm blood immediately flowed out of the neck.
One by one, along the totem groove on the ground, began to flow.
Now, whether the five sacrificial priests standing next to the totem or the people kneeling on the ground began to close their eyes, raise their hands high in the air, and talk about something they didn't understand.
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"Have I seen this man somewhere?" murongsheng whispered, staring at the emperor of the white tiger Kingdom on the sacrificial platform. "How do you look so familiar?"
As soon as Murong Sheng's voice fell, he suddenly heard the shadow wood next to him speak, and answered in a muffled voice: "it's the man chased and killed in the inn."
okay??
The man pursued in the inn?
Murongsheng suddenly recovered and stared at the man on the sacrificial platform. His eyebrows frowned. It had to be said that being reminded by yingmu really reminded her.
The shaman emperor of the white tiger kingdom is so similar to the dog official who was chased and killed in the town that day!
"No, this is not that man."
Murong Sheng looked at the man carefully and shook his head: "this man's body has no trace of injury."
Even if the dog officer who was chased and killed that day was the shaman emperor Yi Rong, there was one doubt that could not be explained. The shaman emperor was not hurt, but the man who was chased was wounded everywhere.
Even if she put a pill into the man's mouth at that time, the pill only allowed the man to hold his life and would not immediately restore the man's injury to normal.
It has only been a few days since they left the town. The man's injury would never recover if he didn't have a month or so, and it's also impossible to get out of bed intact.
Now, the Shaman's beating action and impunity are not a little injured and slow.
Therefore, the man in the town that day could not be the emperor of the white tiger country.
However, although I knew in my heart that the man standing on the sacrificial platform was not a man in the town. But what the eyes see is too deceptive!
Like, it's so like!
Really, the more you look, the more you look!
If she didn't judge according to the man's injury, even she would really think that the man standing on the platform was really the man!
In this world, there can be such similar people, but it is impossible to be similar to that kind of people.
Even if it is a mother's brother, there are still some differences.
Moreover, the old emperor of the white tiger Kingdom only gave birth to a cover, not even a royal daughter.
So, no matter what, that man can't be the same brother with the man in front of him.
At this time, the sound of sheep barking and pigs barking came from under the sacrificial platform, whistling bitterly.
He saw two pigs and three sheep being carried to the sacrificial platform. All their limbs were tied and lying on the ground with a dagger in their neck.
As the sacrificial priest standing in front of the stone pillar waved the dagger in his hand, his neck was immediately cut open.
Bright red and warm blood immediately flowed out of the neck.
One by one, along the totem groove on the ground, began to flow.
Now, whether the five sacrificial priests standing next to the totem or the people kneeling on the ground began to close their eyes, raise their hands high in the air, and talk about something they didn't understand.
"Have I seen this man somewhere?" murongsheng whispered, staring at the emperor of the white tiger Kingdom on the sacrificial platform. "How do you look so familiar?"As soon as Murong Sheng's voice fell, he suddenly heard the shadow wood next to him speak, and answered in a muffled voice: "it's the man chased and killed in the inn."okay??The man pursued in the inn?Murongsheng suddenly recovered and stared at the man on the sacrificial platform. His eyebrows frowned. It had to be said that being reminded by yingmu really reminded her.The shaman emperor of the white tiger kingdom is so similar to the dog official who was chased and killed in the town that day!"No, this is not that man."Murong Sheng looked at the man carefully and shook his head: "this man's body has no trace of injury."Even if the dog officer who was chased and killed that day was the shaman emperor Yi Rong, there was one doubt that could not be explained. The shaman emperor was not hurt, but the man who was chased was wounded everywhere.Even if she put a pill into the man's mouth at that time, the pill only allowed the man to hold his life and would not immediately restore the man's injury to normal.It has only been a few days since they left the town. The man's injury would never recover if he didn't have a month or so, and it's also impossible to get out of bed intact.Now, the Shaman's beating action and impunity are not a little injured and slow.Therefore, the man in the town that day could not be the emperor of the white tiger country.However, although I knew in my heart that the man standing on the sacrificial platform was not a man in the town. But what the eyes see is too deceptive!Like, it's so like!Really, the more you look, the more you look!If she didn't judge according to the man's injury, even she would really think that the man standing on the platform was really the man!In this world, there can be such similar people, but it is impossible to be similar to that kind of people.Even if it is a mother's brother, there are still some differences.Moreover, the old emperor of the white tiger Kingdom only gave birth to a cover, not even a royal daughter.So, no matter what, that man can't be the same brother with the man in front of him.At this time, the sound of sheep barking and pigs barking came from under the sacrificial platform, whistling bitterly.He saw two pigs and three sheep being carried to the sacrificial platform. All their limbs were tied and lying on the ground with a dagger in their neck.As the sacrificial priest standing in front of the stone pillar waved the dagger in his hand, his neck was immediately cut open.Bright red and warm blood immediately flowed out of the neck.One by one, along the totem groove on the ground, began to flow.Now, whether the five sacrificial priests standing next to the totem or the people kneeling on the ground began to close their eyes, raise their hands high in the air, and talk about something they didn't understand.
