Rebirth of the Beast World: Bloody Red Lotus

Yinyi also knew what Mo Chu was worried about, "You rest first and I'll deliver the things. Don't worry about anything else." He would consider the specific situation.

"Yeah," Mo Chu nodded. When he saw Yin Yi leaving, he had a thoughtful look on his face. After a while, he chuckled. No matter what Yin Yi planned to do, he would always support it.

On the other side of Yinyi, under the open and honest gaze of Hua He and others, he said to Boer: "This is your thank you gift for saving Ah Chu. I hope we won't see you again in the future." He said this in an extremely cold tone, unlike Zai Mo.

The indifference around Chu was completely different.

Bol was stunned. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something. The silver wing on the opposite side threw a space ring directly over. Then he turned around and was about to leave. He took a step and paused. He turned his head and looked at no one. "

The ring is restricted by my body. If it is the breath of a second person, hehe, wish you luck."

When Silver Wing said this, the faces of many people except Boer changed, especially Hua He.

When Silver Wing's back disappeared, Bol was at a loss as he held the ring. An orc from the Black Sea Tribe next to him sneered, "What does a junior mean by this! Are you worried that we won't be able to swallow it!"

Although the orcs led by the Dead Sea Tribe this time were also dissatisfied, Boer was from their tribe after all and could not tolerate the dissatisfaction of people from other tribes. "With our strength, how can we call others juniors?"

Not ashamed either.

"Bring it here!" an old voice sounded from behind the crowd. Although the voice was very old, no one could question the irresistible command tone in it.

Boer tightened his hands, and Hu Xia next to him winked at him. At the same time, he was blaming Yin Yi for his rashness, and thought of what he said before. Could this really be what he meant?

Taking a deep breath, Bol turned around and handed the ring respectfully to the old orc behind him.

The orcs from the remaining tribes looked at each other and sighed in their hearts. This is the sorrow of the subordinate tribes. Even if they deserve it, they will eventually be handed over to the tribe above.

Hua He opened his mouth to say something, but looking at the elder's lifeless eyes, he kept silent.

There were seven elders from their tribe out this time, and his strength was nothing. But this time, Holland, the most talented man in the tribe, became like this. He didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the two female elders disappeared one by one.

, and the three people who made the contract with them also died. Now apart from him, there is only one elder left.

He knew that no matter what the reason was when he returned this time, his status would definitely be raised, not because of his strength, but because of his longevity. Even the elder in front of him, who he always respected when he saw him, was below him. However,

He didn't want to give anyone a clue, so he couldn't interrupt at this moment.

The elder took the ring with a gloomy look, and for a long time his spiritual power penetrated into the ring.

He had heard from Hua He and the others that the female was also very talented in refining medicine. If they could take him back, Holland and his death tribe would definitely not hold him accountable. And the most important thing was that dual-type soul items,

Since that female can fight in that weird formation, she might be able to restore the vitality in his body.

He could clearly feel that his life span was less than four years, and he must do everything possible to restore his vitality, even if it was done by any means necessary.

"ah!"

But the pain of mental tearing in reality caused his complexion to change drastically. The space ring in his hand was thrown out casually and rolled several times before stopping. On the surface, there seemed to be nothing abnormal.

And the old orc's already old face became even older. Blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his rickety body kept coughing, as if he wanted to cough out the spleen in his body. He covered his mouth with his fingers.

Blood continued to flow out of the gap, turning from light red to dark red.

He looked at the ring as if he wanted to kill someone.

However, he did not dare to go forward.

Because in the short moment when his mental power invaded the space ring, half of the mental power he had struggled to support was cut into pieces. The tearing pain almost caused him to have a mental riot.

"You!" He pointed at the orc closest to him and looked at him ferociously, "Go and try it!"

He still doesn't believe it, he can't get the things in this space ring.

The orc he was pointing at belonged to a Dead Sea tribe, and his strength was only at level 30. He was frightened when he saw the miserable condition of the old orc, but seeing the madness in the orc's eyes, he did not dare to say no.

He looked at the other orcs around him for help, and when he saw the others retreating in fear of being unable to escape, as if this area was a plague, he looked at Hua He with his final pleading eyes.

Hua He frowned, "Fourth Elder, his strength is low, and he may not be able to open the restriction on the ring." Even though the fourth elder in front of him has a limited lifespan, his strength is indeed over fifty levels. He is not his opponent, so at this moment

Don't refuse rashly and forcefully.

The fourth elder sneered, and the blood spurting from his mouth finally stopped. He knew that if he didn't have the ability to restore his vitality when he went back this time, his position would be in jeopardy, and a person with Hua He's strength would dare to refuse.

His words, but he is not dead now.

"Oh, that Bol's strength is even worse. He can do it, so why can't others?" After saying this, the fourth elder looked at the orc he designated, "What? My words don't matter now, do they? I really think it's just anyone.

Anyone can stand on my head, right?"

What he said meant something, and everyone present understood it.

Hua He's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he took a step back and simply kept silent. The orc's eyes darkened when he saw Hua He's behavior. He knew that no one could stop the fourth elder's order now, and all he could do was obey.

Looking at the ring on the ground, he slowly walked over step by step, bent down and picked it up. Under the crazy and sinister gaze of the fourth elder, he poured his spiritual power into it bit by bit with a pale face.

The next moment, a formation suddenly emerged from the ring in his hand and floated in front of his eyes. He groaned, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he covered his head with both hands and rolled on the ground in unbearable pain.

"No! His spirit is rioting!" Hua He's expression changed, "Hu Xia, please release the soul objects quickly to calm his spirit!"

The orc in front of him did not have a mate. Although the soul fragrance emitted by other female souls had little effect on him, it could still have some effect.

Hu Xia and Su Luo, who could not care about anything else at this time, immediately released the soul objects. Three soul objects were released, and a faint fragrance of souls lingered in the narrow cabin.

"Other orcs get out immediately," Hua He said again after seeing this. Orcs generally don't need soul incense. Under normal circumstances, smelling too much may cause a small degree of mental agitation, which is very disadvantageous for them now.

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After hearing Hua He's words, the other orcs couldn't wait to go out. No one thought that the four elders were still among them.