Sacrificer.
Lu Lin.
A glint gradually appeared in her eyes, and a meaningful smile crept onto her lips.
The ropes binding her arms and legs fell off automatically.
Chen Xiran slowly descended to the ground.
"Mumbling, no, well done."
Chen Xiran said lightly.
The four White Robed Sacrificers around her simultaneously bowed their heads, then swiftly fell to the ground, and the bodies supporting the robes vanished.
The four sacrificers disappeared from Chen Xiran's side as if they had never appeared at all.
Only four Crescent Moon Robes were scattered on the ground.
Chen Xiran turned her head to look at the bewildered Lu Lin.
"Are you an indigenous human of this world?"
"You look good, are you willing to become my follower, to be a divine envoy walking among humans?"
Lu Lin shook his head, and a few words popped out of his mouth.
"Screw you."
Chen Xiran's face froze for a moment, then she smiled again.
In that smile, there seemed to be a trace of sacred power.
