Xiangyu's eyes shone slightly, and under the dark moonlight, through the layers of hazy tulle, the figure of the person kneeling in front of him was vaguely visible.

Although it is a humble posture of kneeling, the back is still straight, indicating that the person who is kneeling in front of him is not the one who can bend it.

As a result, this humility seems to be somewhat coping.

On the contrary, it is the hard and unyielding will revealed in the humility that makes the whole person look respectful in his life.

It's kind of a ghost with a backbone.

It's also a ghost who has been blessed by her for the time being.

It's just that, relying on this fragile protection, he dared to make such a mistake in front of him!

I don't know how thick the sky is!

Xiangyu suddenly got up from the bed, got off the ground, walked quickly to the tent, lifted the gauze tent, and stretched out his hand to attack.

A series of actions in one go.

The hedge flower hidden by the old ghost on his chest has reached Xiangyu's hands in an instant.

"You have a little more affection with her, and you are more capable than your father. Xiangyu took advantage of the faint moonlight to look at the hedge flower in his hand that came from Ah Dao's hand and could resist the power of human fear, and said lazily.

The old ghost's face stiffened.

"Anyway, sooner or later, it's going to disappear, and it's not bad for a few days. ”

Forcefully and crisply, Xiangyu's hand tightened, and the hedge flower became a pile of debris in an instant, scattered on the ground.

"Whew!" With a deep muffled snort, the old ghost, who had lost his fearless power, instantly lost his entire body to resist the power of fear, and fell to the ground suddenly.

Xiangyu took out a towel from his sleeve, wiped off the remaining flower chips and flower juice on his hands, and then turned around and walked back to the tent and sat down.

"It turned out to be you. Still in a casual tone.

The old ghost raised his head with difficulty and looked at the vague white jade-colored figure in the tent.

"You told her about the bloody ghost eyes. ”

No wonder when she was with her in the veil that night, she suddenly said something exactly like the moon fence......

Only when the blood-colored ghost eyes appeared could the blood of the ancestors in her body be truly and completely awakened.

When you wake up completely, you will become a moon fence.

Xiangyu's gaze looked through the gauze tent, and once again stopped on the motionless figure kneeling outside, and a trace of sharpness crossed her calm ink eyes.

The old ghost had already adjusted to this, he calmed his breath, and continued, "During the battle with the Rite Demon, the Ancestor has seen some of the past about what happened between Lord Moon and you more than six hundred years ago, including what happened on the day of the Bloody Night. ”

Speaking of the deceased Moon Fence, the old ghost's words instantly couldn't help but be stained with a very faint layer of cold air.

He pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the subtle reactions in the veil, not daring to miss a single bit.

Xiangyu in the gauze tent heard this, and her expression changed slightly.

In the daytime, the suspicious and sad look in Ah Tao's eyes suddenly flashed in front of his eyes.

Xiangyu's slender fingers on the thin quilt couldn't help but tighten slightly, and soon let go again, and his expression returned to normal again.

"Really?" a faint smile appeared on the corner of Xiangyu's mouth.

"She'll see more and know more. There was a little satisfaction in the smile.

The old ghost was surprised when he heard the emotion in his words.

He thought that Xiangyu would be angry, after all, more than six hundred years ago, Xiangyu and the Xiang clan deceived and hurt Yueli in a very embarrassing and dirty way.

Did you miss something?

The old ghost felt a touch of uneasiness in his heart......

I only heard Xiangyu say again: "When she has seen enough and knows all things about the Moon Fence that she finally thinks that she is the Moon Fence itself, it is when she becomes my qualified sacrifice." ”

"You've done me a great favor. The fluttering words instantly made the old ghost like he was hit by five thunders.

Soon, he figured out the meaning of Xiangyu's words.

Intimidated by the powerful nobility, the old ghost hated and hated, and in the end, all the unwillingness, self-blame, anger, and resentment all melted into trembling and clenched fists.

"Back then...... Lord Yueli mistook her love for you, who was Fu Xue, and it was your deception that drove her to a dead end, causing countless deaths and injuries to the Xiang clan that night, and greatly damaged her vitality. ”

"Now, if you repeat the mistakes of the past, aren't you afraid that the disaster will happen again?" the old ghost asked word by word, his lips trembled, his voice was like ice, oozing with coldness.

A cold chuckle sounded in the gauze tent, with full ridicule and contempt in it, as well as the innate arrogance of being high above and looking down on everything in the world.

"Repeating the mistakes of the past?"

"A repeat of the disaster?"

"Me and her, this time it is your love and my will, how can we repeat the mistakes of the past, and why did you cause the trouble?"

The old ghost's expression froze, and all the words were choked in his throat because of the words "you love me", and it was difficult to speak.

He's right.

The First Ancestor, even if she knew that she was a sacrifice and was going to be sent to the altar in the future, she was still willing.

At this moment, he seems to be so tragic and righteous, so it seems extremely funny.

A sense of gloom spontaneously arose from my heart......

The old ghost had no choice but to sigh sadly: "I don't know what means you used to make the Ancestor not only willing to be your sacrifice, but also so desperate for you, obedient?"

Xiangyu let out a soft snort, revealing a bit of self-satisfaction.

He raised his right hand slightly, the back of his hand lightly against his chin, as if he was in thought, and said in a very elegant manner: "The means, it is not difficult, first to give grace, then let her put herself in danger, and then to give her help when her life and death are at stake, so that she may understand the importance of the power of protection, so that she will follow me wholeheartedly, and willingly become my sacrifice." ”

The expression in the old ghost's eyes changed several times, and finally all of them turned silent.

Xiangyu was not in a hurry, holding his chin with his right hand, and sitting leisurely in a posture, waiting very patiently.

The night became deeper and deeper, and after a stalemate between the two sides for a long time, the voice of the old ghost sounded again in the darkness: "Yu Gongzi is worthy of being the first noble son of Yin'an who turns his hands over for the clouds and covers his hands for the rain. ”

"I want to come here, with you, the ancestor will definitely be able to get out of danger safely, but he is old and worried, so he will retire. After saying this, the old ghost bowed again, and then got up and left.

As he walked away, before the old ghost figure would completely disappear into the night, he suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked in the direction of the gauze tent.

"The only fortunate thing is that this time the Ancestor no longer seems to have a love for you, so you don't have to suffer the great pain of being deceived by you like the Moon Fence did in the first place. ”

After saying that, he turned around and left quickly.

He wouldn't have known that the young man sitting at the end of the veil tent, after hearing his words, had been leisurely and lazy, and his posture had disappeared in an instant, and a fierce cold aura immediately surged out of his body.

A sound of footsteps approached, and as soon as the smiling raccoon slave walked to the Xiangyu gauze tent, he sensed that the emotions of the people in the tent were wrong.

The smile on his face quickly faded, a puzzle flashed in his eyes, and his expression became more and more cautious, lest he touch the anger of the people in the tent.

"You say, this time, she still has feelings for me?" There was a rare ambivalence in her cold jade-like voice.