"Wait a minute!" Dugu Laomou stopped him and said, "Don't worry, let's wait for a while and see what the so-called resurrection is."

Qin Li nodded and waited quietly.

Two hours later.

The sacrifice is completed.

The black urn retreated from its blood light and covered the silver clouds, holy and strange.

The monk in the green robe nodded: "Very good, God has heard your wishes, and this year is definitely a great harvest. In order to express goodwill, God has opened the door to the underworld. I can summon the undead and reunite your family. But there is only one place."

A thin mother held a small coffin: "Spring Feng Xian, I am your most loyal believer, and I will also ask the resurrection of my young child."

"Immortal, please resurrect my wife. I will work hard for you in the future!" A man with a dead face hugged his wife's body and burst into tears.

Many tenants also made requests, all of whom were crushed by life and looked like a tragedy on earth.

The evil cultivator in the green robe had no mercy and looked around, just like he was choosing pork. Suddenly, he found a young daughter in the crowd, with a rosy face and a restrained glow. She was a top-notch bloody beast.

"It's you, what's your name?"

"Xiao Ju!"
Chapter completed!