The Summoner in the Ice Coffin of the Allure

Chapter 767 Feng Wurao Going Crazy 2
Gu Lingsha's brain, which had not rested all day and night, felt a pain again when she thought that the top of the Wuxian River was the ghost town.

Seeing that her master suddenly slowed down, and her fingers touched her forehead, she hurried over and asked, "Young master, are you alright?"

"fine!"

Shaking her not very clear head, Gu Lingsha lowered her head and looked at the faint red airflow line in the palm of her hand. When she saw that the direction of the line actually pointed directly to the mixing room, her face suddenly changed. A lot of white!

"Xiaozhi, are there still corpses in the refining room now?"

"Training room?" Xiaozhi suddenly didn't react when she heard this.

But at this time, Gu Lingsha was completely impatient, and as soon as she put away the burning fire in her hand, she raised her foot and ran in the direction of the mixing room.

The Sword of Burning Night is a slaying sword that gathers the killing energy and resentment of the entire ancient space. The killing energy represents bloodthirsty and slaughter, while resentment represents the endless resentment and hatred in the hearts of the ancient beasts.It is such a sword, how can it let go of any bloody place?

"Master—"

She kicked open the heavy iron door with a ruthless kick, and Gu Lingsha flashed into the small courtyard with a movement.

Sure enough, her master, the dazzling man in red, was lying in agony next to the newly recovered corpses in the outermost chamber and hugged his head tightly, while he On the back of his hand, you can see two wounds that are more than ten inches long, and a dark red liquid is flowing out.

"Master, don't be afraid, Lingsha is here—" She couldn't wait to hug the man who was in pain, tears welling up in Gu Lingsha's eyes.

That's right, her master is a Taoist master who has lived for 400 years, no matter how much he is controlled by the sword of burning night, the humanity that has been carved into his bones may not be wiped out in a short time.

"These...these...blood...blood..."

The severe pain in his head made Feng Wurao almost unable to utter a complete sentence, but judging from his closed eyes, Gu Lingsha knew that he didn't want to see these bloody corpses, so he turned back to stand Twig, who was stunned over there, let out a loud drink: "Don't you get these things away?"

Xiaozhi was completely frightened and suddenly heard the young master's loud shout, and suddenly his knees shook, and he stumbled and ran towards the corpse.

Did you take it all away?This is the high-level war corpse that my aunt finally obtained yesterday.

"Xiaozhi, listen to me, go back and tell Nalan Chunxue that these things are not allowed to appear in the blood refining headquarters in the future, not even a drop of blood, have you heard?"

"Yes, yes, young master!"

The young master must be crazy, she must be driven crazy by Young Master Feng.

The terrified Twig, after agreeing to these words, saw the young master who was helping Young Master Feng leave, and two tears rolled down her face so rustlingly.

Blood Refinement, a secret organization cultivated by war corpses abandoned by the ghost capital Fenglin, if these war corpses are gone, how can they be called Blood Refinement?How can you keep up with the present day?

When she thought about it like this, she couldn't help but slow down the movement of her fingers to play with the corpses.

Otherwise, this matter...let's wait until Aunt Nalan arrives.

(End of this chapter)