Chapter 42: On the eve of the rain prayer ceremony

"Why?" Wuge asked impatiently.

Now it's not just Granny Tan who wants Ji Sheng's life, but also the Jing family, who is a foreign race... He can now be said to be the target of public criticism.

The old man slowly sat up straight and sighed: "Do you know why this Linglong Array exists? Do you know why the Yan Clan's lineage can continue in the Linglong Array? Do you know what the Heavenly Dao is and what is the number of fate?"

After a few questions, he was speechless when he asked no song.

"If I guessed correctly, this array is a soul sacrifice array, and it is extremely evil, so it shouldn't exist in the first place. Mo Xingran, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke.

"Wrong!" the old man's cold gaze swept towards the two.

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

"It's the Soul Sacrifice Great Array, yes, but it should exist, it must exist!" the old man's excited voice trembled, and his rickety body rose and fell violently.

He stroked the edge of the bed and tried to get up: "Ahem... cough, I can meet you today, this is fate, and you are destined to change the fate of the Yan clan, this is the way of heaven!"

The excitement made the old man start coughing up blood again, he raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stroked the edge of the bed and got up slightly, and looked straight at the two of them with cloudy eyes.

Wuge was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean, old man?"

Mo Xingran frowned, raised his slender fingers and knocked on Wuge's head: "Are you the head of the wooden fish?

"Huh?" Wuge looked at Mo Xingran blankly.

"Old man, it's not early, let's take our leave, you have a good rest. Mo Xingran came to such a sentence without a head, and he was about to leave with Wuge.

Wu Ge hugged the pillars in the hall: "Wait a while, I haven't asked clearly!"

She was splashing and rolling, but the soles of her feet suddenly took off, and the tip of her nose lingered with the familiar sea sandalwood, Mo Xingran stopped her by the waist and hugged her: "You don't care, wait until you ask clearly, it's dawn!" He walked out of the Qiankun Hall with his long legs.

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It was late at night when I left the Qiankun Palace, and the flickering palace lamps gilded the silent things with soft light.

"You put me down!" Wuge's little face was like a boiled shrimp, and it was scary red.

Mo Xingran turned a deaf ear and hurried towards the Holy Grace Temple: "Do you know what I heard from Granny Tan today?"

"What?" Wuge asked him blankly as he listened to the struggle.

"She asked the Red Mandarin Girl to tell me that Ji Sheng had already fallen into demons, and if he hadn't been removed, everyone in this Linglong array would have been demonized. His eyes were heavy, and his steps were hurried.

"What?"

"This Soul Sacrifice Great Array is already extremely evil, if all the creatures in the array are demonized, it is very likely that this place will become..."

"Ten Thousand Souls Cave..."Wu Ge whispered these three words, and just mentioning them, a thin layer of cold sweat oozed from her back.

There is a terrifying place on the continent of the Later Gods, located on the side of the sea of heavenly moats, perennial wind and sassy, not a single inch of grass grows, there are all fallen demons who do not enter the cycle of reincarnation, dry bones and stumps are everywhere.

Although they are called fallen demons, the demons have never recognized them.

They are extremely powerful, they kill people every time, bloodthirsty and violent, and because of the special geographical structure of the Heavenly Trench Sea, they can't get out, they can only be confined to killing each other in the Ten Thousand Souls Cave, and the last remaining fallen demons, the spiritual power is comparable to the ancient gods and Buddhas.

"I heard my father say that the last fallen demon in the Ten Thousand Souls Cave is about to be born, and the Three Realms will not be able to escape this catastrophe at that time, but I am afraid that the lives will be destroyed. "Mo Xingran didn't know when that day would come, but he knew that it was in the near future.

"But isn't Granny Tan a bad person?can you believe what she says?" Wuge craned her neck to look at Mo Xing's taut jawline.

"It's better to believe that it exists, not to believe that it doesn't, and now the post-god era has been stormy, and it can't withstand the beating anymore. ā€

Seeing that he was about to arrive at the Holy Grace Temple, Wu Ge reacted that he was still being held by Mo Xingran!

"No, you let me go. She waved her hands and feet anxiously: "This is going to let your sister see it, and you have to dismantle me and eat it!"

Mo Xingran looked at the person in his arms with a smile: "Now that I know I'm afraid, who told you to tease me." His eyebrows and eyes were crooked, the breeze was blowing, and the sea sandalwood on his body was a little intoxicating.

"Who, who teased you?" Wuge pouted, and his words were a little stumbling.

His good-looking eyebrows approached her: "Which little demon is not ashamed, in front of others, hugged me?

"You, you're sick, let me down. Wuge said goodbye, his face was red as if he was about to drip blood.

Seeing Wuge's rare shyness, Mo Xing's eyes became darker, and his breathing was a little sudden.

"Wuge, I—" He gently put Wuge down.

Wuge stood up straight, but he didn't dare to move, just because Mo Xingran suddenly wrapped his hands around her shoulders, he was tall, Wuge was much shorter than him, and at this time, through the thin clothes, she could clearly hear the 'bang' heartbeat in Mo Xingran's chest.

"You, what are you doing?" her tongue was knotted, and her head was groggy.

Mo Xingran had a wicked smile on her handsome face, hugged her, and whispered in her ear: "My hands are sore, there is no song, and you are also sinking." ā€

In front of the door of the Temple of Sacred Grace, a thunderous roar erupted from the ground, and the silence of the entire palace was pierced by this roar, and the insects and birds were singing endlessly.

"Mo Xingran, you're sick!"

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In the early morning of that day, Wuge had two dark circles under her eyes, wearing a gorgeous red gauze skirt and sitting on the shelf, her ice muscles and snow bones lined with Manli's red gauze, a little cinnabar mole on her forehead, and two big dark circles under her eyes, making her look like a fairy who hadn't slept well...

"Holy Maiden, you tossed around with Brother Mo last night, what did you both do?" Chloe blinked and looked at the listless Wuge.

When she mentioned it, she was angry, Mo Xingran didn't let her sleep all night, and she was stunned to discuss it for a night.

"Don't mention it, I almost didn't let him die. Wuge said indignantly.

Coco's little face instantly turned blood-red: "Then are you tired of legs? I'll help you pinch it." As he spoke, a pair of small hands were going to help Wuge pinch his legs.

Wuge glanced at her, and instantly understood that this little girl wanted to be crooked: "What do you want?" she raised her hand and poked Koukou's head.

Hua Yuan quickly left the Temple of Grace, passed through the palace gate of the Mianyue Palace, and walked towards the main street.

There is still an hour before the rain prayer ceremony, and there is no song to follow the edict of the national teacher, and parade the main street by flowers, so that all the people can admire the saint's demeanor.

At this time, there were thousands of empty alleys on the main street, and the people cheered and threw the flowers they had just picked in the morning to the chariots, which really scared Wuge a little stiff.

No song eyes don't squint, the corners of the mouth hang a stiff arc, just like that...

Walking all the way to the venue of the rain prayer ceremony, Wuge's face was sour.

Passing through the arch, it was an open-air field, Wuge hurriedly took off his smiling face and rubbed his face: "My God, this is really not a human job." ā€

Looking up at the venue, it was an empty circular altar. Several pillars were erected in circles around them, and the tops of the pillars were tied with colorful satin, and the wisps were fluttering in the wind.

However, apart from the pillars, the rest of the place was empty.

Looking at the empty altar, Wuge couldn't help but be stunned: "Coco, I remember you said that the ceremony was very grand, right?" She turned her head and asked the soldier who was carrying the chariot: "Big brother, are we going to the wrong place?" ā€

"No, Holy Maiden, this is it. ā€

Wuge looked at Coco in confusion: "Nothing wrong, why are you so shabby here?"

At this moment, a person who looked like a maid walked not far away, and she walked under the Wuge shelf: "Lord Saintess, the ceremony is about to begin, Lord Jinghuan, please go to the backfield to rest for a while." ā€

Hearing Jing Huan, Wuge's brain loosened the string, and finally tightened.

After settling the coco, Wuge walked around the altar and through a field of flowers to a small pavilion.

"Holy Maiden, don't come unharmed. Jing Huan was dressed in linen and filial piety, with no mask on his face, his face was pale and his expression was vicissitudes.

Seeing Jing Huan dressed in mourning clothes, Wu Ge felt a little uncomfortable, but she could only pretend not to know: "Lord Jing Huan, wearing mourning clothes on the day of the national ceremony, I'm afraid it's inappropriate..."

"Brother She, let's go. His voice was flat: "Just last night." ā€

"I'm sorry, sorry. Wuge tried his best not to hear joy and sorrow in his voice.

Jing Huan took out something from behind him and handed it to Wu Ge, it was a short knife, which was the one that Wu Ge brought out of the fi stone.

"This is what Jing Yuan asked me to bring you, and he said this is your thing. ā€

Wuge took the short knife and lowered his head to see clearly: "What does Lord Jinghuan need me to do today?" ā€

Jing Huan finally had an expression on his face, and his voice was faintly excited: "Do you know why the national teacher must let you be this holy woman?" he replied.

"Probably, it's because of my blood. Wuge raised her crystal eyes and looked at him.

"Yes, it is because of your yin and yang blood. He suddenly laughed wildly, his eyes gloomy: "Do you know that the national teacher is a monster?"

Wuge was horrified in his heart, his hand shook, and the short knife fell to the ground with a 'bang' crisp sound.

She knew about Ji Sheng's fall into the demon last night, and she was surprised not because of this, but because of what Jing Huan said.

She had the impression of this word, she had not seen it in a book inside the figural stone, which said, Yin and Yang blood is...

Jing Huan bent down to pick up the short sword and squinted at her: "Are you afraid?"

Wuge endured the shock in his heart, and his teeth trembled a little: "What exactly do you want me to do?"

Jing Huan sneered: "If the holy woman is afraid, I will not force you to help my Jing family." Remind you, after today's rain prayer ceremony, you will be alone with the national teacher, who will take away your soul and consciousness and send you on the road with peace of mind. There was something ghostly about his voice, and it was chilling.

"Less nonsense, just tell me how I should be. Wuge snatched the dagger from his hand with some impatience.

"It's not difficult. Jing Huan smiled with satisfaction, took out a small transparent bottle from his arms, and handed it to Wu Ge: "The holy woman only needs to perform the Ten Thousand Prayers for Rain Ceremony with peace of mind, and then pretend not to know, with this thing, the national teacher can't take away your divine sense." ā€

Wuge took the vial from him, and a black smoke swam inside.

"Then, all you have to do is stick that short knife into his eyebrows when he's unconscious..."

"When will he become unconscious?"

"Naturally..."Jing Huan smiled weirdly, "when he touched your blood." ā€