Chapter 1598: Awaked_1 Chapter 1598: Awaked_1 The cultivators fell into great grief, and the devotion of the priest before his death was very precious.
His eyes glistened with tears, as if he was grieving for the loss of such a loyal believer.
Song qingxiao lowered her eyes, but she was still coldly watching this old man from the corner of her eyes. Seeing his true emotions, she couldn’t help but overturn her initial definition of the six Saints.
From the behavior of the saintesses, the elves, and the cultivators, they did not seem to be cold-blooded and heartless, or even cunning.
They weren’t good at rejecting other people’s requests, and they would even agree to a few of their own slightly ‘stiff’ requests.
On the way, number Four’s words were very offensive. The trial-takers were just ‘newcors’, a world of difference from the respected Holy disciples in the trial scenario.
However, number Four’s question and attitude were overbearing, but the Holy maiden didn’t arrogantly berate him. Instead, she only retorted without any montum when she was forced into a corner.
From the way the cultivator was revealing his true ‘Holy Father’, he didn’t even look like soone who had experienced several great wars or lived for more than 300 years.
If they weren’t good at hiding and acting so realistically that she couldn’t recognize them, the cultivators and the others in front of her would look like a group of lambs that had been raised for hundreds of years. They even had a bit of faith and loyalty that song qingxiao thought was a little immature.
This must be an illusion!
She frowned. The 19 ordinary survivors must be useful to them since they were brought along with them. From their muffled expressions, the red-haired man’s guess might be true.
These people had lived for more than three hundred years and could not be underestimated.
Even though she had cultivated for a long ti and her strength had reached the divine separation realm, she had also gone through several trials and could be considered to have so experience.
However, compared to these sly old foxes, his experience was still very shallow. If he was careless, it was very likely to lead to serious consequences.
The cultivator’s teary eyes were probably just trying to lower her guard.
As she thought of this, her eyes flashed. Just as she was about to speak, her divine sense suddenly caught a trace of movent.
‘Swish-‘
An extrely soft sound entered her sea of consciousness. The sound was as soft as the night wind blowing across the roof of the church, and it did not attract the attention of the three Saints who were mourning in silence.
“Who’s there?”
Song Qing’s eyes narrowed as she shouted.
Her words were like a sudden clap of Thunder, waking the three people who were imrsed in sorrow.
The cultivator’s hand trembled and he raised his head. His face revealed a confused expression, clearly sowhat puzzled by her words.
Their cultivation thod was very unique, and they were powerful enough to spy on the communication between two soul-splitting cultivators, but they did not seem to know how to use this kind of ntal power.
The church was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. You could only hear the Echo of song qingxiao’s scolding.
Other than the coffins, there was no one else around.
After a long while, the three Holy disciples exchanged helpless looks. They all felt that perhaps song qingxiao was too nervous, which was why she was hallucinating and hearing things.
it seems like the incident happened ten days ago. The cultivator sighed. After realizing that it was just a ‘false alarm’, he quickly turned his attention back to the notebook.
The last ti recorded in the diary was exactly ten days ago.
This made the cultivator think back to when they were at the village entrance. Song qingxiao’s guess that the village had been in trouble for about half a month matched.
But how did she know about this? This thought flashed through the cultivator’s mind, and then this trace of doubt was quickly washed away by guilt.
He closed the notebook in his hand with regret.
this is a believer who is loyal to the light. If we could have co ten days earlier …
“Silence.” Before the cultivator could finish his sentence, song qingxiao’s voice rang out again, interrupting him.
“Song …” Before the cultivator could call out song qingxiao’s na, an ear-piercing ‘rustle’ sound was heard.
The village itself was already very quiet, and the environnt of the church magnified this silence to the extre.
The rustling sound was like the sound of an object being rubbed. No matter how soft it was, it was still clearly heard by the three Holy disciples who had quieted down.
There were really ‘people’ in the church!
The elf and the swordsman looked at each other with surprise in their eyes, but they quickly reacted and beca vigilant.
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