Blood Temple (2)
編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation
Not everyone died. The deaths were not random.
Only Salan and Yan Qiu knew that half of them were their own people!
"There are people around us watching us. The aura is strong!" The Chief Extraditor Yan Qiu was angry.
Salan stood still as the crowd fled. The aristocrats and magic officials were frightened. Who would have thought such a large-scale killing would occur in the Blessing Ceremony? Could it be that evil had invaded the Parthenon Temple?
Blood was all over the floor. There were too many familiar faces in the pool of blood, but Salan did not look away from the stage. She was watching Ye Xinxia, who appeared indifferent.
Ye Xinxia also seemed to have spotted her. They looked at each other through the blood fog with unknown emotions.
After a while, Ye Xinxia slowly smiled. "We finally met," she said to Salan, who was hiding in the crowd.