"I don't know." Zi Yun stumbled, her arm grinding out blood, and she staggered to her feet, trembling. Mu Shaotian smelled blood, the blood in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he turned his head to stare at Zi Yun, staring at her hungrily.

As soon as Zi Yun got up, the person fell into Mu Shaotian's hands again. Mu Shaotian pinched her neck, the pain in his abdomen was completely reflected on his face, and his demonic nature was completely stimulated! His red eyes were firmly fixed on Zi Yun's neck, and that strong desire to devour blood rushed up and completely crushed his will!

Zi Yun looked ahead in astonishment, only to feel that something rushed out of her skin, she lost her mind, was surprised, hated and angry, but helplessly let Mu Shaotian suck her blood!

Mu Shaotian's voice swallowing blood was so clear and so ironic! All this was caused by her, it was she who inspired Mu Shaotian's demonic nature, and it was she who made Mu Shaotian murderous! It's too late for her to regret it!

After sucking blood, Mu Shaotian threw her away and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye. Because of excessive blood loss, Ziyun was dizzy and soon fainted to the ground.

In the mountains, Mo's worship to the sky is active. The venue of the event is a deep cave in the mountain behind Moh's main camp. Except for the important members of the Moh clan, no one is allowed to set foot in this cave. The altar is placed at the entrance of the cave, and the offerings are divided into three categories: birds and birds flying in the sky, beasts running on the ground, and creatures swimming in the water. Although Mo Liuzhi is the leader, in terms of sacrifices, he is the sixth of the six important members of the Mo clan, the lowest and the youngest. On both sides of the altar stood all the men of the Mo clan, each with a serious expression and a reverent gaze at the entrance of the cave. The incense was lit, the silver bell rang, and Mo Qing, the oldest sacrificial elder of the Mo clan, flew with a white beard, skillfully dancing a light opening dance. After Mo Qing finished jumping, he took out a dagger and handed it to Mo Liuzhi. According to his previous practice, Mo Liuzhi cut his fingers and dripped blood into a vessel filled with clear water.

The people immediately cheered, danced hand in hand, and circled the altar three times. Only Mo Liuzhi did not jump, he knelt in front of the altar, holding the vessel in his hand, staring intently at the entrance of the cave. Ziying and Qiao Mei'er, who watched from a towering ancient tree in the distance, were very amused as they watched the dance of these men. Qiao Mei'er told Ziying: "Mo Liuzhi is the only person in the Mo clan who knows how to use the Confusing Heart Gu, and his blood can unite the people of the Mo clan and listen to him. It is said that he was also able to see what was going on in the future on the day of the festival. ”

Ziying said that she was listening to Mei'er's words. She carefully observed all the men present and found a question: "Why didn't Song Xiaoliang come?" Isn't he a member of the Mohs? ”

"There is another characteristic of the Mo family's sacrifice to the sky, that is, there must be a foreigner in the sacrifice!" Qiao Meier explained, "The only outsiders here are you and Song Xiaoliang. Song Xiaoliang has been here longer than you, but he is not recognized by the Mo Clan's sacrificial group, so he is also considered a foreigner. In previous years, there were outsiders who sacrificed to the sky instead of Song Xiaoliang, but this year no one could replace him, so he became a sacrifice. You see, Song Xiaoliang is here. ”

Ziying looked over and saw two sturdy men tying Song Xiaoliang to the altar. Mo Liuzhi put down the utensils and looked at Song Xiaoliang indifferently, his eyes were cold, and he had no brotherly feelings at all. Song Xiaoliang didn't struggle, and he didn't complain, because it was Mo Liuzhi who saved him many years ago, otherwise he would have died in the mouth of the beast. Now that he was sacrificed to heaven, he did not hate Mo Liuzhi.

Mo Liuzhi slowly pulled out his sword and stabbed it into Song Xiaoliang's right chest, and Song Xiaoliang immediately bled out.

"What is Mo Liuzhi going to do, why did he hurt Song Xiaoliang?" Ziying was shocked and looked at Qiao Mei'er anxiously. Qiao Mei'er frowned regretfully, but said helplessly: "This is Song Xiaoliang's fate, he must die on the altar." ”

"Xiao Liang, Xiao Liang, don't die•••" Ziying jumped off the tree and rushed to the altar. When everyone heard the shout, they were all stunned, and they followed the sound and saw Ziying rushing towards them. They were angry, angry, and glared at Ziying with resentful eyes, blaming her for breaking the rules! Mo Liuzhi glimpsed that Mo Qing had already drawn his bow at Ziying, and it would only take a few seconds for Ziying to die under Mo Qing's bow and arrow!

"Stop!" Mo Liuzhi quickly blocked Mo Qing's bow and arrow with his body, glaring at Mo Qing angrily. At this time, Ziying had already run to Song Xiaoliang's side. Song Xiaoliang's pale face, his closed eyes slowly opened. Seeing Ziying, Song Xiaoliang smiled brightly and said, "When Mo Gongzi marries you, it means that you become a member of the Mo family, and you will not be regarded as a sacrifice." Ziying, you are already a member of the Moh family. ”

"This is a cruel and inhuman sacrifice! Xiao Liang shouldn't have sacrificed for their ignorance! I'm not a Mo person, I've already taken a break from Mo Liuzhi! Ziying was about to untie Song Xiaoliang's shackles, but Mo Yan had been pulled aside.