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Almost as soon as the main sacrifice began in the sacrificial hall, everyone felt it.

Bai Jingcheng was startled and looked up at the city.

There were priests in the city, and they were extremely powerful?

Strong your uncle, strong uncle, the qualifications of the really strong Brother Zhou have become your ancestors.

Seeing the high priest's slightly gloomy expression at this moment, Bai Jingcheng seemed to know something. Faintly seeing that the high priest's face was a little pale, Bai Jingcheng lowered his eyes and was silent.

"High Priest, don't move. You can't afford to make the slightest mistake in your body now. The people in the sacrificial hall were in a hurry.

The high priest waved his hand slightly, and was relieved to see that the speed at which the soldiers had fallen slowly.

As everyone knows, the group of madhouse ladies inside began to do it again.

The newly learned butt twisting sacrificial dance, when will you dance again if you don't dance at this time?

A row of more than eighty ladies danced the sacrificial dance collectively, but in an instant, they pulled their strength back.

Outside the city, I felt a strong force breaking through the encirclement, and suddenly a large number of people fell together.

"Poof!" Bai Jingcheng's heart suddenly cooled, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Take him down!" the high priest's eyebrows were a little cold.

It's just that his face is extremely ugly. The high priest swallowed.

What the hell is it?

Eighty patients: It's wrong to dance, do you blame me?

The anger of the city dispersed outward, and when it reached a certain degree, Ye Shizhou closed his eyes slightly.

As soon as he clenched his fist, he took a deep breath.

Against the anger in the sky, a few traces of spiritual power were separated, and a little bit of guidance was guided along that anger.

This is also the reason why she has been reluctant to meddle several times.

The people of Wucheng were too desperate for the court and the sacrificial temple, and their anger reached an unprecedented height. The spiritual power has gone from full of hope to a sudden blow, and it has long been ready to riot.

This is also a bit difficult for her. The purer the spiritual power, the stronger it becomes, and the more it gets involved....

Well, what you get involved in it will affect you somewhat. Brother Zhou is more brutal, and Dosang still has a living head?

If not....

If it weren't for those three days, in order not to make a sound, he dug tunnels for the children with his bare hands. She was afraid and didn't care if she lived or died.

Brother Zhou sighed in his heart, I am really a good person!

Hehe, a good man who led the whole Wucheng and almost killed Dosan? Don't make trouble, you will be beaten to death if you go out.

As soon as Brother Zhou's pure spiritual power was guided, the outside of the city felt a lot more relaxed.

"Hey, I feel a little overcast...."

"This Wucheng has been in drought for a long time, and I haven't seen dark clouds for a long time. Behind him, the priest muttered quietly.

"Lord Priest, this.... We're not a sacrifice to pray for rain, are we?" Feng Shao stepped forward a few steps, pointing to the sky full of surprise.

Before the high priest could speak, Bai Jingcheng said straightly: "General Feng doesn't care, why don't you go and see how the soldiers are doing?

There was a faint dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he didn't scold it in front of outsiders.

Feng Shao saw Bai Jingcheng's words, and thought that this was the credit of the sacrificial hall.

The displeasure in my heart before has also dissipated a little.

"Well, well, you guys have a good rest. Although there were still some doubts in his heart, he didn't say much.

Feng Shao didn't walk far away, but he saw that the clouds on the horizon were gathering more and more. Layers upon layers, dark clouds cover the sun.

In an instant, the scorching sun was hidden. Layer after layer, as if revenge, the slightest bit of sunshine is not revealed.

"It's going to rain, it's going to rain.... It's going to rain in Wucheng. Feng Shao pointed to the sky and shouted loudly.

Rao is a general, and he is very shocked to see the scorching sun that is covered by dark clouds at this moment.

The power of the sacrificial hall is too strong, and it is indeed the embodiment of the gods!

Even those soldiers all got up, and the sun, which was still shining brightly, was all gloomy at the moment.

In an instant, the wind howled, and the wind and sand were charming, making people unable to open their eyes.

Everyone in the sacrificial hall looked at each other, and a panic rose inexplicably in their hearts. It was as if something was at stake for their interests.

"This is what our sacrifice begged for, just now we are a sacrifice to pray for rain!" Bai Jingcheng saw the high priest rolling his wheelchair forward, turned his head and looked at the people in the sacrificial hall behind him.

Everyone in the sacrificial hall glanced at each other, and the blue-clothed alternate goddess smiled: "This is our main sacrifice, where in this world will others be able to call the wind and rain!" As he spoke, his expression was a little arrogant.

Although everyone felt a little uncomfortable in their hearts, they also nodded.

"If it rains, the plague in this city..."

"Didn't that woman stop us? She's the fiancée of the general of Nanzhuzhen. She threatened each other with her life, how can we provoke disputes between the two countries?"

Everyone lowered their eyes and said nothing, and Bai Jingcheng didn't wait for them to agree, turned around and walked towards the high priest.

You are accustomed to enjoying the most noble things in this world, where will you be willing to let go.

When I stepped out of the shade of the trees, I remembered the rumbling thunder outside.

The whole sky instantly became gloomy, and the long-lost wind made the people of Wucheng cry with joy.

A thunderclap of overlapping thunder pierced the sky, as if to split through all the filth of this world.

In an instant, heavy rain poured down.

Brother Zhou: You can get down as much as you want! You can get off whenever you want!

Bai Jingcheng was just about to walk to the high priest's side when the thunder that pierced the sky suddenly slashed down.

Rumble..... A bang.

directly made Bai Jingcheng scorched on the outside and tender on the inside. Sprinkle a little pepper and you can do it directly....

Sorry, hand slippery hand slip....

Feng Shao turned his head to look, and just saw Bai Jingcheng smoking, covered in black and planted in the rain.

Nima, what about the rain you begged for? I am a coarse old man who reads little, don't lie to me!

Bong Shao's eyes widened.

Rao is group of people in the sacrificial temple, all of them are staring with their mouths open, and their eyes are beeping like dogs.

For Mr. Mao, I feel that this thunder is a bit deliberate?

Because Mao just finished bragging and walked in front of the person, he made a slip of the card...

Your revenge isn't too obvious...

What's even more heartbreaking is that some people want to help them up.

That ray was hanging around next to him... No one dared to go up.

Brother Zhou in the city opened his eyes and rolled his eyes silently, stupid! Brother Zhou also dares to take the credit? Do you want to live!

Just split you! Split you! Split you! What's wrong?

The black and oppressive sky makes people a little frightened when they see it. After the hearts of the people of Wucheng calmed down, they looked at the dripping rain and ran around the city like crazy.

It's raining, it's raining! It's raining in Wucheng!!

Everyone trembled with excitement and fell to their knees.

Towards Brother Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged, he knelt in the muddy water and kowtowed violently.

One is louder than the other, and one is heavier than the other.

The unlucky Brother Zhou, she knew that she had made a fortune this time. The problem is that when she sees the booklets that will be printed by each family in the future, she will bow down with three sticks of incense in the morning and evening, and she will really cheat her father.

Brother Zhou sat cross-legged with an expressionless face, and eighty-one patients with teeth and claws, marked as attendants, often accompanied her.

Nima, let's talk after school?