I have to admit that this Sui Gongzi meets the vision of all single young women to be married for the other half - good-looking, high-strength, gentle, careful and courageous, and strong to cover the world!

Naturally, she is also included.

But that was last night, and now, if you have a favor sensor at random, you should be able to detect that the good opinion of the owner of the business market for her is falling

No matter how good you look, no matter how high your martial arts are, no matter how nice your character is, what's the use? People like men, men!

Shang Xiuxun sighed secretly in his heart, strangled the little woman who was about to move in his heart, and restored his original cold, wise and decisive owner.

And on the other side, he was sandwiched between Prince Fuqian, who was full of manhood, and Dugu Rou, who was weak and temperamental.

Fu Qian said a few words, but before he could respond, Dugurou interjected

It didn't take long for him to be so idle that he drank and observed the neighborhood, and the two men on the left and right were talking enthusiastically.

Dugu Mingyue on the side saw that her eyelids jumped, for fear that her younger brother would finally straighten up, and she would be stimulated by Fu Qian again, so she took the initiative to intervene and wanted to save her younger brother

Well, the three of them are so lively.

Qin Shubao poured a glass of water for the person next to him, and said in a low voice: "Strategist, I always have a bad feeling, this Morton tribe has been hanging us recently, and does not agree to sell war horses to us, it seems that the Pegasus Ranch is also hanging appetite, if this is the case, I don't think I may be willing to agree today."

"I know that this year is different from previous years, and I am careful to pay attention to what I eat and drink."

The man also bowed, his gaze drifting over some of them. If there is really danger, they, the Central Plains, should watch and help each other.

Sitting in the middle of the casual immovable, like green mountains and green waters

Morton and Liu Baiyi came.

Morton acted as if nothing had happened last night. When passing by the random front, he smiled and said: "This time, our Morton tribe can welcome Mr. Sui, who is famous in the Central Plains, it is really an honor."

casually raised his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "You're polite"

"You're welcome," Morton chuckled, and walked over.

At that time, everyone noticed that the vicinity was surrounded by the tribal defenders of the Morton tribe.

It's not surprising if it's for safety. But I always feel weird.

Many people responded in their hearts, that is, they looked around and looked at each other

In the end, they all look at randomness.

As the only great master from the Central Plains here. They do need some comfort from casualness.

The casual look was so calm that they were at ease.

Shang Xiuxun unconsciously clenched the cup, the calmer it was, the worse it was.

"I say, Patriarch Morton. Could it be that this world-famous snow god festival is for me to wait here to eat and drink? ”

An Long has always been very comfortable and idle everywhere. At the moment, he was eating side dishes, and his mouth was lazy and talking.

"Of course, it's not my Western Regions Snow God Sacrifice that is the closest to the gods, but it's not our Morton family who can preside over this sacrifice, but"

Morton's gaze suddenly looked in the southeast direction, which was the direction of Snow God Mountain.

His expression told everyone that someone was coming.

Feel free to follow your gaze

The vast snow-capped mountains are in the background.

A darkness approached them from the snow-white land

It seems to be slow, but the strange thing is that they seem to be a hundred meters away, like ghosts. But in the blink of an eye, it was less than 100 meters away from everyone.

Everyone looked at the gang

Woman?

A group of women in wide black robes.

Beauty and ugliness aside, all of them are expressionless. The eyes are cold and weird, as if they can see through people's hearts, and where their eyes sweep, few people can insist on looking directly.

Who are these people?

Dugu Rou and Dugu Mingyue heard Dugu Sheng say in a low voice: "The gods who come down from the Snow God Mountain are the servants of the gods."

This is really a magic stick, but this is such a tradition in the Western Regions, Dugu Rou didn't think so, and she didn't show any expression on her face

Morton got up and stepped forward, the etiquette was a little strange, but that wasn't the point, the point was that he had a lot of respect for the young woman who was the leader

"Rootless Shaman"

No root?

This person has a very high status in Snow God Mountain? You must know that this Morton is already a veteran

Suddenly!

Who is that person?

To the north, on a large rock, a tall and slender man appeared silently, looking at these priests who had come down from the Snow God Mountain.

His gaze was deep.

Innocent.

An Long narrowed his eyes

"This person is the great master who appeared before" Qin Shubao whispered to the scribe man next to him, the man bowed his head slightly, and his eyes were very clear and bright.

The second Grand Master.

This is good news.

His casual gaze quickly withdrew from the Snow God Mountain, only looking at the towering altar in front of him.

In the middle is the tower, and next to it are seven sacrificial platforms.

These sacrificial platforms are just more than ten times magnified on the small island of Luoyang Wharf, and the runes on them are much more cumbersome and ancient.

But the casual gaze is mainly on this tower.

The style of this tower seemed to be seen somewhere, giving her a faint sense of familiarity.

But it's a bad feeling.

It's not so bad that the statue of the god hurts her, but the former is similar to the body, but the resemblance of this tower is a kind of faint fear and pain?

The pathos in the depths of memory.

A fragment suddenly flashed in her mind, something she had dreamed of before but couldn't see.

The pain of being imprisoned.

casually felt that his heart was a little infarcted, and half of the flesh and blood on his back seemed to be pulled out at once, and the whole person was very uncomfortable, and he smelled the smell of wine, and his chest was directly vomited with a nausea feeling, and his brows were frowned. Suddenly he lowered his glass.

"That, Uncle Bao, Mr. looks like he's going to throw up."

To say that fat people are still clever. When eating, you can still see and listen to all directions, and you can see the random change of expression on the other side for the first time

I also got a random physiological response at the first time.

It's also not loud, but

Everyone looked over, and sure enough, they could see something from the subtle but undisguised expression of Casual

Disgusting?

Oh my god! That's amazing!

Whose!!!

Originally, his eyes were focused on Wugen and the others, but now he jumped to Random every minute, and then to Wuxie every minute

You, you, you~! Look where to go! It's you!

Innocently glanced at the other person.

Shang Xiuxun also subconsciously looked over, but noticed that Wuxian seemed to glance at her. She suddenly realized that Casual wasn't with this person last night.

So it seems like I was the one in a room last night?

What's the matter with me! Can I still get a man pregnant as a woman? Even if it could, it wouldn't be so efficient!!

Look what I do~!

Shang Xiuxun felt that his breath was a little unsmooth.

The atmosphere became strange for a while.

I also noticed it at will, and I couldn't help frowning, at such a time of crisis. It's hard for them to be able to open such a big brain hole.

And with a casual glance of coolness, these people quickly withdrew their gaze.

It was Liu Baiyi's laughter that broke the silence.

"Sir, are you feeling unwell?"

"It's okay," he said casually, took a sip of water, and stopped looking at the man.

however

The rootless shaman suddenly stared at randomness. The eyes were a little straight. Sharp, deep

This look is too naked.

provoked An Longdu and said: "It seems that this sacrificial lord of Snow God Mountain seems to have something to say to Mr. Sui."

The rootless shaman did have something to say.

Feel free to listen too.

The north wind blows, carrying a little snow and ice.

"You are a person abandoned by time, cursed by God, forgetting the past, breaking off the red dust relationship, if you persist in searching, it will cause even greater disasters. The people around you will be wiped out because of you, and your soul will suffer."

This rootless shaman's voice is strange. Like an old woman, rough and low, coupled with the sharp eyes and these words, it creates a very terrifying effect.

Quite a few people look at randomness.

Ominous people?

The vast majority of those present may not be afraid of life and death, but none of them can ignore their relatives and friends being affected by themselves, so such a prophecy is not insignificant.

Dugu Mingyue's expression changed, and she was about to angrily reprimand this person for talking nonsense.

Feel free to speak.

"The so-called fate, because of great fear, there is great power, I am not afraid of fate, and the people around me are not afraid"

"Since you are not afraid, I am afraid that such a prophecy of Your Excellency is useless"

How calm and confident is that, and what kind of trust?

Ominous people?

It seems ridiculous.

He tapped the cup with his fingers at random, and his eyes were as bright as a silver moon with a hook.

"The time is coming for the North Star to step on the moon and the tengu spirit, and the Snow God Festival can begin."

Only a few breaths ago, it was this rootless shaman who created a terrifying prophetic atmosphere, but in a moment, it was casually understated and disintegrated into her home field.

Finished? You're ready to do things.

There is another hint - the so-called sacrifice, I know better than you, can you predict my future?

This kind of calmness is called potential!

The temperament has always been elegant and gentle, casual and powerful, independent of the identity of the great grandmaster, and only people like Morton and Liu Baiyi who have ghosts in their hearts can deeply understand the unpredictability in those eyes.

Liu Baiyi pressed the corners of his mouth and exchanged glances with Morton.

And the rootless shaman was silent for a short while, and said, "Those who do not believe will always regret it."

Then, she turned her face.

Morton glanced at him casually and smiled at the Rootless Shaman, "Please also ask the Rootless Shaman to start the sacrifice."

"Silver Moon, Venus, come here"

The rootless shaman said lightly, and the two women who followed behind her walked out.

Following her, the rest of the women scattered, each standing at the edge of the seven altars

Only these two women followed the rootless shaman to the platform of the sacrificial tower.

A casual gaze swept over the women and landed on the sacrificial tower.

Liu Baiyi has been observing randomness, and the random strangeness that attracted his attention before, and he also wondered if the sacrificial tower here had any effect on randomness, but now it seems that there is none.

The rootless shaman began.

The people of the Morton tribe carried seven bags to the seven altars, and as soon as the bags were untied, they saw yaks, pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks, dogs and wolves, a total of seven animals, each with two animals.

"Killing" the rootless shaman said expressionlessly.

The men of the seven altars killed the fourteen animals at the same time.

Blood splattered from his throat

The people present were all accustomed to seeing blood, and they didn't react until the rootless shaman stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand was imprinted with the mark very quickly, and ordinary people couldn't see it clearly at all, only knowing that the blood had just spurted out and brushed it!

Flowing!

Flows in the air.

Fourteen streams of blood drifted towards the central sacrificial tower

Floating to the palm of the rootless shaman's hand, the spiral converged into a blood mass, which grew larger and larger

It also meant that more and more blood was drawn out, so much that the bodies of the fourteen animals quickly dried up

Drain!

Turned into a dried corpse.

The Central Plains people present at this moment felt a little uncomfortable.

Feel free to glance at innocence.

Hiss, the blood swirls in the palm of the rootless shaman's palm, and is sent towards the sacrificial tower

It turned out that the sacrificial tower had a round hole and groove, like the mouth of a furnace.

Wugen sent the blood into it, and his fingers gestured at the entrance of the hole, and one by one the blood marks went in.

The silver moon and Venus also made handprints beside them

How to say it, the methods of these people, especially these three people, are completely inconsistent with the martial arts world.

can bluff these Central Plains people into a daze.

And in a breath.

Rumble!

The blood ball suddenly ignited!

The blood light poured straight upwards, from below to above, and the entire sacrificial pagoda was red, escaping, and suddenly it was like a pillar of fire.

Red.

The smell of blood is too strong, but many people feel nauseous, especially women, most of them feel nauseous and want to vomit

At this moment, the blood qi that shot out of the central tower condensed at the tip, shot in seven directions, and entered the altar.

The seven altars were filled with blood, and like the middle tower, blood flowed, and blood rose!

"Seven-Star Beidou?"

Among these Central Plains people, there are many people who can gossip through the formation, such as An Long, who all know it, but seeing the blood flow of the fourteen animals being derived with their own eyes, they are not shocked in their hearts. And they also sensed that this formation was activating, and a very strange and terrifying aura was approaching them

It was an amazing feeling.

Dugu Sheng and a few others felt very complicated, looking at the sky together, their eyes full of longing

and we will see the vision of God again

After so many years, I finally want to see it again

Dugu Mingyue originally wanted to ask Dugu Sheng what he was doing, but when she turned her head, she saw that her usual steady uncle showed a rather obsessive expression at the moment, how can you say that she is enchanted?

Dugu Mingyue felt a sigh in her heart, and suddenly remembered her father's instructions, and couldn't help but feel a little uneasy: "Uncle Sheng"

She had just shouted out.

"Sadhguru!"

The rootless shaman suddenly shouted, his voice very high-pitched, like the screams of thousands of night owls.

Tone attack?

Not really.

The fingers holding the wine glass at random were slightly stronger, and he looked up at the sky, the blue sky that was originally quite clear, but at this moment the white clouds fluttered, condensed, rolling and heavy, as if they were about to be pressed down, and the milky white was also deepening in terror, from white to gray, and then expanding to black

Eyes moved down further, casually staring at the vast territory

Something is coming!

It seems to be (to be continued.) )

PS: On Chinese New Year's Eve, there is no time to play only one chapter