Rebirth of the Urban Immortal

The little girl is not big, about eight or nine years old, and looks very well-behaved.

Luo Chen asked with a smile.

"What's your name?"

"Lingxi, Jinlingxi!" the little girl said proudly.

"It sounds good, my father married me." The little girl said proudly, as if she was quite satisfied with her name.

"What about your father?" Luo Chen asked, but he was a little worried, because this might be the child of someone who had been sacrificed.

"My father's name is Jin Daniu. His name was given by my grandfather. It's terrible." Jin Lingxi looked at the blind old man with disgust.

The old man was very strange, he was blind, there was no doubt about it, he also lost his pupils, as if he had a cataract, his eyes were covered by a white film.

But Luo Chen found that since he met the little girl, it seemed that his every move was under the surveillance of the old man.

The old man looked very ordinary, but Luo Chen felt as if he had met Jiang Taixu, giving him the impression of a vast abyss.

"Golden Bull?" Luo Chen frowned.

"I haven't seen it, but you can go to the square to have a look, maybe you can still find it, but hurry up, there is a big festival over there!" Luo Chen said.

"Great sacrifice?" The blind old man's expression darkened.

"What big sacrifice?" The old man turned his ear to Luo Chen.

"It's a sacrifice, a sacrifice arranged by the King of Jin."

"Live?" The old man's expression changed again.

"Hurry up, don't be selected as a living sacrifice." Luo Chen reminded.

"Thank you, Lingxi, let's hurry up." The blind old man pulled up the little girl and walked over quickly.

"Grandpa, what is living sacrifice?" Lingxi asked.

"Kill people and pay homage to heaven and earth." The old man didn't hide anything either.

"Are they going to kill my daddy?"

"Wow!" the little girl burst into tears.

Then he dragged the blind old man and walked over quickly.

Between the heaven and the earth at this moment, at this moment, snowflakes suddenly fell.

It was very strange, there was no aura in the city, and it was not caused by a certain person exuding some terrible aura.

But the snowflakes fell like this.

As if it had come to winter, the fluttering fluttered down like goose feathers.

Luo Chen raised his head and looked at the sky. The sky was blue and clear, where did the snowflakes come from?

Luo Chen slowly closed his eyes, and invisible lines of cause and effect appeared in front of his eyes.

At the same time, Luo Chen saw that between heaven and earth, Tianming was exuding breaths, filling up the dark holes in the sky.

In that loophole, it seemed that something was about to come over.

Luo Chen's mind traveled through thousands of miles in an instant, and he pursued it away. This is a real wandering around the world.

Also at this moment, Luo Chen seemed to see that it was a dilapidated big boat, somewhere in the long river of time, the creature pulling the bow was coming step by step.

A smile crossed the corner of Luo Chen's mouth, and things became more and more interesting.

At this time, the little girl walked towards the crowd, and the blind old man also walked forward, as if he really couldn't see.

However, a **** smell rushed over.

At the same time, the entire Dragon City is covered with snowflakes at this moment, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger.

One old and one young walked towards the altar stepping on the snow.

On the altar, at this moment, a person was still ripped off by an invisible force, dripping with blood, and at the same time, some people had already entered the cauldron.

This time, there was a scream.

Because some people finally can't hold on anymore.

And on the altar, a very strangely dressed person wearing a huge silver mask is dancing.

Wisps of the essence of heaven and earth flew above the sky.

At this moment, the blind old man's body trembled suddenly.

"Daddy, where's my daddy?" Lingxi searched the crowd at this moment, patting the tall adults one by one.

Her small body shuttled among the crowd.

"Brother Que, it's me, Lingxi, where is my father?"

"Brother Que, talk to me." Lingxi ran up to Jinque.

"Where's my father?" The little girl looked at Jinque with tears in her eyes.

Jinque clenched his fists tightly, tears bursting at this moment, he couldn't face Lingxi's expectant eyes.

He turned his head away, and another person from Jinbu beside him squatted down and stroked Jin Lingxi's head.

Then he looked at the blind old man in the distance, and finally sighed.

"Your father died in battle."

"He died on the battlefield." The man said helplessly.

"You lied to me, didn't you?"

"You haven't entered the battlefield yet, have you?"

"I was snoozing that day, woke up late, and then my father left."

"Tell me, where has my father gone?" Jin Lingxi looked at the people around him, and then at Jinque.

"He lied, right, brother Jinque, tell me, he lied, right?" Lingxi obviously guessed it, but she didn't want to face it, she didn't want such a thing to happen!

"Your father did die in battle, he is a hero."

"Lie, you lied to me, was my father sacrificed by living people?"

"I heard about it on the way here." Although Jin Lingxi was young, he was already sensible.

But at this moment, Dagan on the altar was looking at Jin Lingxi, his eyes were full of fun and interest.

"Little girl, I know where your father is." Da Qian suddenly said.

As soon as he said this, the people in the five-line department all around clenched their fists tightly.

They all looked at Dagan bitterly.

"Do you know?" Jin Lingxi asked seriously.

"Of course I know." Dagan said with a smile.

"Come here, I'll tell you." Dagan continued to smile.

When Jin Lingxi heard this, he immediately wanted to rush over.

But Jinque grabbed Jin Lingxi who wanted to go over.

"Lingxi, don't go there."

"Give it up!" Jin Lingxi glared at Jinque.

"I'll let you go!" Jin Lingxi shouted angrily!

"Don't go there." At this moment, there are people from the Ministry of Finance blocking Jin Lingxi.

"She is a sacrifice, what do you mean?" Dagan said suddenly.

As soon as the word "sacrifice" came out, everyone's expressions changed suddenly.

And they haven't spoken yet.

"The Heavenly and Human Dao Palace represented by the Dagan envoy has the right to choose sacrifices." The voice of the Jinren King sounded again.

This is really too much.

But there were still people blocking Jin Lingxi around, which made Dagan's face darken, and a vague aura around him immediately oppressed him.

That was Wang Wei. Obviously, their obstruction made Wang a little unhappy.

And this also made the others pale.

Jin Lingxi also took the opportunity to run to the altar, and then walked towards Dagan.

"Where's my dad?" Jin Lingxi asked.

"How about I take you to find your father?" Dagan stretched out his hand.

Also at this time, a voice of perishing faintly sounded, desolate and tragic, in the world, in the four fields, and in the hearts of the people. It was the blind old man who sat down, took out the bag and blew it up.