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Jimo heard this straightforward discourse, the repressed snoring, this grinding girl!

"Hey, I want to go home, my uncle bullies me, hehe..."

The illusion of seeing the face of the ink, the front of the ink, the face of the ugly, the face is ugly, can not help but fear and grievances, simply smashed.

A cry is louder than loud. "Uncle is a bad person, hey, I want to go home, I want to go home..."

......

Jimo was stunned by her nose and tears. She finally calmed down, held her arm, left her body, and arranged for her to fade the clothes.

Take a bunch of delicious food from the storage ring. "Well, my uncle is a bad person, my uncle doesn't bully you, eat something!"

A crystal duck leg blocked her mouth.

The illusion was squatting and smelling the smell of meat in his mouth. He instantly sat up and didn't cry, and he picked up the duck legs with gusto...

At this time, the face of the ink is brilliant, looking at the illusion and gnashing teeth.

This girl is definitely the nemesis he hits. Besides, he can't think of other reasons.

After she has recovered all her memories and my mind, she must let her make up.

The illusion of eating the duck legs, that is, Moya forcibly closed his eyes and raised his spirits, and meditated.

***

At the moment of the Moya and the illusion, the ball is rolling in somewhere in the gully.

Soon it rolled into a crypt passage.

Then, the originally stitched ball slowly opened, revealing a mini-sized villain and jumped out.

The villain is only about forty-fifty centimeters tall, with blue skin, pointed long ears, hands and feet, a pair of eyes on the face that look particularly large, the eyes are blue-green, the bones are turning, and the direction is resolved. Then stretched out the small hand and slammed it in a separate ball. The ball was instantly split into countless small pieces, and then combined into a shield-like appearance, hung by the villain at the waist.

Subsequently, the villain drilled deep into the crypt.

......

There is an altar in the place where they don’t know how far they are.

Nine huge stone pillars are arranged in a circle according to a certain rule. In the center of the stone pillar, there is a statue of a banquet, which is engraved with complicated patterns.

On the stage stands a column made of unknown materials. About two people hold the thick and thin, and the whole body is also engraved with exaggerated and strange patterns, which is an ancient vicissitude.

The top of the cylinder, carved with a avatar, is only vague, faintly recognizable long ears, big eyes...

This is the life totem of the Goblin Kingdom.

It is the pillar of the spirit of the entire Goblin race, the sustenance of life, the goblins of the past generations have been word of mouth, it is the power given to the goblin, is the protector of the kingdom of the goblin.

This avatar, at any time, will flash the light of life and shine on the kingdom of the goblin.

However, in the past two years, the avatar has lost its luster and is lifeless.

It is as bad as corrosion.

Above the nine large stone pillars around the totem, at this moment, they fell down with a similarly small goblin, wrapped in a tight robes, and could not see the face in the darkness. It seemed to be a sacrifice, and all of them looked solemn and heavy.

Every sacrificial ritual is reading the rituals with care. "...I wish to bless the Holy Spirit first, and to pour the water of life, to bless me to the Gnome, to live in the world..."

Over and over again, I read it devoutly.

After a day and a night, the totem was still gray and there was no sign of re-lighting.