He watched as he stepped up the steps with the sword in his hand, and stopped when his feet were about to step into the altar. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info because someone called his name, his voice was loud, looking forward to it and helpless.

"Pray." Looking at the arrogant person standing on a high place, Xiu Liumo felt a faint pain in his heart. Wanting to make himself smile, he turned his head sideways to look at Xiu Liumo, his deep eyes filled with sadness.

Just this time, he resolutely turned around, stepped into the altar, and the blade of his hand slashed through his palm, blood splashed on the altar, and a piece of blood burst out from the spell on the stone wall, and the sacrifice started.

"You're crazy." Shen Qinxiang didn't care about his situation anymore, but he really didn't want to see Ming Qi hurt him.

"I've been crazy for a long time, driven crazy by you." He let go of the Xuanguang Sword in his hand, this sword was not really a bloodthirsty magic sword, it was originally the key to open the seal, and the sword still had the spirit to fly up and slash towards the incense. The sword shadow is excellent, making it impossible to distinguish the true from the fake, and the incense can only dodge immediately.

At the beginning, Shen Qiran and Jun Lan wanted to find Sha Mu Jue to replace Shen Han and fall on the altar, all because Sha Mu Jue was a descendant of the collateral line, and he had no direct blood connection with Shen Hanluo, and his ascension to the altar would not let him die here, at most he would have half his life. This sacrifice is just a ceremony to strengthen the seal, the person who sealed it has been selected a hundred years ago, and the yin energy on the four princes of this generation is heavier than the sand curtain, although it is not as good as the body of the yin that falls from the cold and cold, and it is certain to die if you go to the altar. It's just that the half-life of the sand curtain is not enough to keep the seal for a hundred years, and in just ten or twenty years, someone will inevitably need to sacrifice their lives and shed blood. Now that the Stygian Fall and the Stygian Moon had ascended to the altar, it was absolutely impossible for them to get out of the altar safely unless the seal was broken.

"Father." Styx Radiant Moon had already untied the rope from Stygian Cold's body and stood aside with his body.

"As the eldest son of the emperor, how can he be so reckless?"

Styx Dawn Moon didn't expect that Stygian would be so angry, and she could only shut up for a while.

Seeing that the prayer had already entered the altar, and the sacrifice had already started, Mrs. Jun couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl, her voice was high, with extreme excitement.

"I didn't think it would be you, pray for it, break the seal." Although Mrs. Jun's voice was deafening, but Ming Qiran didn't care, he walked to Shen Hanluo's side, took out a piece of grandmother's blood jade from his arms and put it on his waist again, this piece of blood jade was not strung with blessings, but simply tied in a knot. Although Shen Hanluo didn't understand the role of this piece of jade, he found that Ming Qiran attached great importance to it.

"I'm sorry, Father, I broke it." At that time, the moon returned her grandmother's blood jade to the cold fall, but unexpectedly, on the altar, several people had a conflict, and the blood jade accidentally fell and shattered.

He smiled softly. "It's okay, don't break it this time."

"Pray that you can only break the seal to save your son's life. A son you love the most, a son you value the most. Madame Jun smiled sarcastically. Styx Yaoyue realized that she had made a big mistake, no wonder she made her father so angry.

But the hearts of both of them hung in their throats, because these unfilial sons were so tired that they had to compromise, and if the seal was really lifted, they would be sinners in the world.

"Father, no." Lifting the seal will inevitably come at the cost of one person's life, and it is impossible for all the people on the altar to come out alive, whether it is to unseal or strengthen the seal today.

Meditation is the body of yin and yang, and only Ming Qinxiang knows about it, so he wants to try his best to stop him.

"Father, what they say is true? Am I a sacrifice to the sacrificial seal? ”

"That was in the past, not now."

"No, the child is not afraid of death, father, the child is willing."

"Silly boy, the person who strengthens the seal must be a child." On the one hand, he was happy that he had lost his child's body, and on the other hand, he was saddened by what happened to him. "And the sacrificial ritual has already begun, and once it is opened, it cannot be reversed. Besides, this altar can only be entered and not exited, do you want your brother and father to die on the altar? ”

The cold fell into the arms of the dark prayer and burst into tears. "Why? Why? Shen Hanluo cried sadly, and his body grabbed the placket of Ming Qiran's clothes with a sip. He only now really realized why his grandfather had lit cinnabar for him in the first place, and why his father never mentioned the marriage of the four brothers. Prayer let him cry sadly, and just patted him on the back soothingly, hoping to calm him down quickly.

"Now I am just your father, whoever is a father will protect his children, you are the continuation of my life, and you live as your father lives." Hearing this, he was cold, and he hated himself even more in his heart. "My father always wanted to go back to his hometown to see the place where his ancestors lived, and the book said that there was no war, no conspiracy and calculation, and it was a peaceful paradise, and he promised his father that he must go back to see the scenery there." Pray lightly on the back of the cold fall, while talking about the yearning in his heart.

"No, Dad." Hearing that the cold fell called him dad again, he actually laughed happily, the smile on his face was soft and warm, he had never smiled so sincerely in so many years.

Styx prayed and lit up the acupuncture points around Styx Hanluo's body, and handed him into the hands of Styx Yaoyue, who opened a pair of big eyes in horror, and tears rolled down his cheeks. He lay in the arms of the Dark Moon, unable to move, but trembling slightly.

"Father." Styx Yaoyue hugged Stygian Cold's body tightly, her voice trembled, and her black eyes kept flashing.

"Take care of him." Silent Prayer turned and walked towards Immortal Qinxiang, he stretched out his right hand, and the decisive sword returned to his hand. And although the incense is strong in martial arts, it is still stained with blood under the Xuanguang Sword. He endured the pain all over his body, hugged his arms, and looked sad.

"Brother Huang, I don't want this, I don't want you to die." Shen Qinxiang cried sadly, to this point he felt full of sin, his thoughts and hopes have never been achieved, he looked at his imperial brother step by step, and the person he loved has come to this point.

"You've been living in the dark for more than ten years just to talk to me? How can you say it. There wasn't much emotion in his eyes. Isn't your presence here today the decree of the emperor? Let you supervise me in the completion of this sacrifice, and let you see that I have to follow the path he has arranged for me. ”

"No, it's not." Shen Qinxiang's heart vibrate, he did carry the emperor's decree, so he would take action when he learned that Shen Hanluo was dead, because he knew the plan of Shen Qianran here, so that everyone thought that Shen Hanluo was dead, and let him get out of his established fate. The fake death turmoil was only played for people in the shadows, the first emperor and the incense.

"He saved you because he only cared about you as a son from the beginning, and I was just a tool to help him achieve what he wanted."

Shen Qinxiang's eyes trembled, and he slowly put away his gray eyes, letting grief bury him. "Why do you want to belittle yourself? Father, he has never been partial. ”

"No favoritism? Is it? He allowed you to trample on my soul, my body, my self-esteem, is this called no favoritism? He is really a great father, let his son's **** prayer voice be gloomy, and all the darkness in his heart has been triggered, and the pain that has been suppressed for more than ten years has been suppressed.