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Only slightly relieved.

As soon as Pu sat down, the old man asked impatiently: "How do you know the little master? Where is the little master now? Is he safe?"

A few questions were thrown to the four of them, and the four of them thought of the impressive pile of bad things, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.

Realizing his gaffe, the old man hurriedly apologized: "The little master has been away from us for too long, and I really miss him too much. Please bear with me if I am rude."

Chen waved his hand, expressing that he didn't mind: "It's really good now."

The old man's expression relaxed slightly.

"It's just," Chen said, ""I have a question to ask you. "

"Speaking?"

Chen said: "Why are you imprisoned here?"

This question silenced the entire room.

Chen thought of the Western Mozong team outside the formation, and seemed to have grasped something: "A member of the Western Mozong?"

As soon as the West Desert Sect was mentioned, everyone in the field showed disgusted expressions.

The old man was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "That's right, it's those thieves from the West Desert Sect."

At this time, Su Yi suddenly interrupted, she said: "Do you know that you are currently working for the West Desert Sect?"

The old man was stunned for a second, his loose eyelids seemed to droop even more, and he nodded slowly.

Su Yi stood up in resentment: "You are imprisoned, he doesn't want to save you, but does some unconscionable things for the West Mozong, he is not worthy to be your little master! He is not worthy of your concern!"

As soon as Su Yi's words hit the ground, everyone in the camp was dumbfounded.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little strangely quiet.

After a while, the old man suddenly said in a trembling voice: "Little master, what has he done that is out of conscience?

Su Yi opened her mouth, the past was vaguely like yesterday, but she didn't want to recall it at all, she didn't say anything, but the tears couldn't stop falling down.

The heavy breath emanating from her made the old man flustered.

His eyes looked a little helpless, seeing that Su Yi didn't speak, he hurriedly turned to Chen again, anxiously waiting for everyone's response.

"Little master, he, what stupid thing did he do?

Everyone was silent, and the old man's anxious hands and feet began to tremble.

Seeing this, Chen moved his eyelids and asked: "Old man, do you know Snow Demon City?

"Snow Demon City?" The old man nodded, "I had heard a little about the Demon City protected by the barrier before being imprisoned.

Chen pointed at Su Yi and said: "This is the Young Lord of Snow Demon City, your attack almost wiped out all the people in her city!

This news was like a bolt from the blue, everyone in the tent was stunned, they all looked at Su Yi with horror on their faces.

The old man's face was pale, his body trembled, his breathing fluctuated violently, and then he began to cough violently.

The people next to him hurriedly squatted down, trying to appease the old man, but the old man coughed more and more, tilted his head, and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

All the members of the Golden Fox tribe in the arena were frightened, they knelt down unanimously, and shouted to the old man: "Elder, please take care of yourself!"

He waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, stopped coughing, his cloudy eyeballs were filled with tears, it was unknown whether it was the reason of his violent coughing just now, or he was shocked by Su Yi's news.

He stood up tremblingly, the people next to him immediately came up to support him, he waved his hand again to signal no, took a few steps back, turned to face Su Yi, and suddenly knelt down with a plop.

The people in the field were stunned again.

But seeing the elder knelt down to the girl, the others followed him and knelt down to Su Yi.

"What are you doing?" Su Yi frowned.

The elder bowed to her and said: "I, the elder of the Golden Fox Clan, represent the entire Golden Fox Clan and apologize to the Young City Lord on behalf of the little master!"

Su Yi smiled coldly, turned around and said: "How could you pay for the crime of destroying the city? Can you pay for more than 9000 of my people? Even if you use the lives of your entire clan to pay for it, it is estimated that it will not be worth a thousand! "

"Nine thousand!?!"

The elder was speechless for a moment.

His head drooped slightly, his body trembling non-stop.

"It's our fault, it's our fault," he kept murmuring in a low voice, "It's us who dragged down the little master and dragged you down! You, young master, if you really want to take the lives of our entire clan, Then take it! This way we can be liberated, you can be liberated, and so can the little master!"

Su Yi's eyes were red, and she looked at the elder who kept bowing her head to make amends, she said softly: "Oh, so, do you have a reason?"

The elder lowered his head almost to the ground, and remained silent.

Su Yi gasped for a moment, her voice suddenly became sharp, almost hysterical questioning: "Then please tell me why..."

"Why does he want to work for the West Mozong? Why does he want to destroy my Snow Demon City! Slaughter the nine thousand people of my Demon City!"

116 Power of Prayer

It may be that the resentment that has been suppressed in her heart has been suppressed for too long, and even now that she said these words, Su Yi was already in tears.

The elder's body trembled, he raised his head to look at Su Yi, muddy tears fell from his eyes, and rolled back and forth on his cheeks full of dimples.

"It's a death contract! It's a death contract signed between the ancestors of our clan and the suzerain of the West Desert Sect!"

Su Yi wiped her tears and listened to him quietly.

"Originally there were many monster tribes in Ximo, big and small, and the races multiplied in tens of thousands. Although everyone had small conflicts, they were generally able to live in peace and stability. But since Ximo came here, a man who claimed to be Ximo After the future master of Zong, Ximo began to be restless. He disrupted the entire Ximozong! I heard from the previous generation that he spent a thousand years to subdue all the demon clans in Ximo, and it took him another thousand years. , slaughtered almost all the races in the Western Desert, leaving only the powerful and simple-minded Fierce Wolf Clan for his dispatch, and by my generation, the Fiend Wolf Clan has become the sole master of the Western Desert."

Hong Nian next to him interjected, "Since they are all gone, why are you the only ones who survived?"

Hearing this question, the elder let out a long sigh.

"Because of the power of prayer."

"The power of prayer?"

"I still can't tell whether having this kind of power is a blessing or a curse. This is the innate ability of my people. As long as I sacrifice my soul, I can realize a wish that is difficult to achieve. The stronger the soul, the stronger the soul will be. The greater the wish that can be realized, to a certain extent, this kind of power can even compete with divine power, and it is precisely this kind of power that the Western Desert Sect Master took a fancy to, so that we survived."

Chen frowned and said, "With this kind of power, why didn't you just kill the lord of the West Desert Sect?"

"I tried it, but it didn't work. Many people from my clan were sacrificed," the elder shook his head and sighed, "The Western Desert Sect Master is really too powerful. Let alone killing him, we can't even break his formation." To, so in the end, the patriarch stopped this senseless sacrifice!"

Chen frowned and said, "His strength is so great, could it be that he has reached the god level?"

The elder was silent for a while, and said: "I don't know, he is really terrifying, and he doesn't trust anyone. So far, no one can get close to him except the people he controls!"

Chen's brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyelids moved, trying to suppress the uneasiness in his eyes.

"In the beginning, he asked our people to offer sacrifices to satisfy his never-ending wishes. In the end, the patriarch had no choice but to threaten him. If he touches my people again, although our family can't touch him, But if he can use the power of prayer to perish with the entire evil wolf clan, then he will guard the entire desert empty-handed, and will be in a situation where no one can send him back. I don’t know if the Western Desert Sect Master is overwhelmed by the statement of our patriarch, or there is something else He signed a death contract with the patriarch of our clan, he can no longer harm our clansman, but the patriarch and his descendants must be willing to be used by him."

There seemed to be tears in the elder's eyes again: "In order to protect us, the patriarch can only choose to agree."

"What if there is a violation?"

"If he violates it, we will destroy the entire Ximo sect. If we violate it, the people in the clan will be driven by him, even if everyone sacrifices for him, they must not disobey in the slightest."

After he said these things without haste, the whole tent was deadly silent.

After a while, Su Yi suddenly gave a sad smile.

Her voice sank, and she said with a bit of despair: "So, in order to protect you, he took nine thousand of our city citizens to be buried with us! You are human beings, aren't my city citizens human?"

The elder lowered his head even lower, his face was as white as a piece of paper.

The other people in the tent didn't dare to speak up, and the feeling of guilt permeated the whole tent.

Su Yi took a few steps back, shook her head in a daze, and said with tears streaming down her face: "Unforgivable, unforgivable, unforgivable! You are all unforgivable!"

After yelling hysterically, she turned around and pushed everyone away and ran out.

Chen said to the two people around him: "Go and follow her, don't let her get lost, and report to me anytime anything happens!"

Gu Ying and Hong Nian nodded, and chased Su Yi away.

Chen looked back at the kneeling crowd, feeling a little headache.

He obviously just came here to wake up, how could he be stirred into this mess?

And who is that weird and unpredictable Western Desert Sovereign?

He sat quietly on the side, with his head slightly lowered, and the shadow in the tent completely concealed his emotions.

Wake up, where are you?

. . . . .

Liang Ran, thousands of miles away from everyone.

The Suzerain Hall of the Western Desert Sect.

The hall is extremely majestic, like a huge monster dormant in the center of the city, worshiped by millions of houses, with glazed tiles as the roof, marble carved with dragons and phoenixes as the base, and a load-bearing column that can only be embraced by three people, inlaid with gold and jade. , Surrounded by meticulous guards.

At this moment, a man was sitting on a high throne in the temple.

He is quite relaxed