Chapter 1945 The strange shaman

"Qin Molin, I always feel like I have forgotten something."

Strolling in the orc territory, Feng Xingying rubbed his head and looked at the man in front of him in confusion.

She seemed to have a dream, but it was a very long dream, but this dream was not complete.

"You seem to have been cursed when you go to the orcs and are unconscious. But it doesn't matter, I will help you find the memories you lack. As long as we leave here and return to your companions and disciples, they will prove it to me."

Qin Molin took Feng Xingying's hand and entered his memory with her.

However, Qin Molin's sea of ​​memory started after his spiritual transformation, and there were all activities of Feng Xingying in Yunxi Da 6.

Looking at these vague and real memories, Feng Xingying no longer obsessed with the forgotten part.

During this period, the Great Shaman came to see the Queen three times, but never saw anyone.

For the fourth time he came, Feng Xingying and Qin Molin met the great shaman together.

"Great Shaman, do we know each other?" Feng Xingying stared at the face full of watercolors, and automatically removed his makeup in his mind, restoring the appearance of the Great Shaman. He looked very handsome! He looked three-point like Ji Jue.

But these three-point images do not show any problem. They are not that similar, and they may not even be the same as each other.

"When I saw you, I knew you were not an orc, so I wanted to take you down and interrogate you and ask the queen to atone for your sins." The great shaman actually spoke and admitted his mistake to Feng Xingying.

Feng Xingying drank the wine from the Yellow Holy Grail, but she didn't remember that.

"It's all for the orcs. Our goals are the same, so there is no need to mention the past." Feng Xingying waved his hand generously and passed this matter.

With the status of the Great Shaman in the Orcs, second only to their Saint King Qin Molin, the queen Feng Xingying really has no choice but to be helpless in the Great Shaman.

Feng Xingying looked at the great shaman and always felt that the aura on his body was very strange, but he couldn't say anything, so he came.

So Feng Xingying could only pull the great shaman to have dinner and chat by the way.

"Since the great shaman is a human, why should he draw such a strange totem on his face?"

"Totem is a symbol of identity." The great shaman smiled slightly at Feng Xingying, with a pious look in his eyes:

"The Orcs gave me rebirth, and this is my ability to repay them. The Great Shaman is a sacred profession blessed by the ancestors of the Orcs, and I must repay it with the same piety."

Feng Xingying stared at the Great Shaman, and a drop of golden blood of the god was pushed into Feng Xingying's eyes in secret. A golden light flashed in her eyes and suddenly shone on the Great Shaman in front of her.

The Saint of the Divine Phoenix Clan, the exclusive magical skill - divine precept!

When the Great Shaman was photographed by Feng Xingying, his face hurt so much that he didn't dare to contact her anymore, so he hurriedly said goodbye.

When the great shaman left, Feng Xingying fainted.

This magical plan of killing one thousand enemies and losing five hundred himself is really not fun. The stronger the opponent, the more powerful her backlash will be.

Qin Molin hugged Feng Xingying with heartache, and used his own spiritual power to continuously nourish Feng Xingying's tendons and veins.

Feng Xingying slept for a day and a night before waking up, and then left a prophecy:

"The orc shaman will become the demon inspirator!"

The so-called demon inducer is the sinner who guides the demons into Yunxi Great 6.

"Don't worry, I will find a chance to eradicate him!" A trace of sharpness flashed in Qin Molin's eyes.
Chapter completed!