Now, are they going to abandon the car to protect the handsome? Sacrifice her alone to keep the Bai clan safe?

Because she's a priest, is that right?

There is also Ru Xue in the clan, and now that she has found Xiao Si again, she is not afraid that there will be no successor to the priest.

To keep the whole family, you only need to sacrifice a priest who is no longer useful.

A good righteousness, a good one will always be remembered in my heart.

She is selfish, she really does not deserve to be a righteous priest, she does not have such a big heart and ability to protect so many people. Whoever is good to her, she wants to be good to whomever she wants. Even if it was her mission to protect her people.

It is indeed terrible to be punished by ten thousand ghosts forever, but let's talk about what happens after death, she would rather endure those pains to protect the people she wants to protect, than protect these cold-blooded clansmen in front of her.

"Okay, I'm willing to autopsy." Ruoxin slowly spoke, looking at the happy faces in front of her, "It's just that I have one condition, you must let Shang Si's body with a white face leave." ”

Several elders glanced at each other, presumably weighing the weight of the two. After a cup of tea, the Great Elder spoke: "The little prince is the holy son of our clan, and it is reasonable to live with our clan. However, as long as the priests can make this tribulation difficult and there will be no accidents in the future, we will not force the Son's decision. As for where the little boy wants to bury Bai Rong's body, we will not stop it. ”

The Great Elder's words sounded like a promise to Ruoxin's conditions, but he left a move in his words.

What does it mean to have no more accidents?

With the origin of the Bai clan, even if they can really avoid this catastrophe, how can they not have accidents again?

The expected answer, or that, she didn't expect much from them.

Without saying a word, without looking at those clansmen again, Ruoxin slowly walked towards the altar, methodically preparing everything for the altar, the expression on her face was calm.

Pulling out three sticks of incense, she turned her back to the tablet of the priests of the Bai family, and after worshipping the heavens, earth, ghosts and gods, she directly inserted it into the incense burner, and then took out a stack of rune paper, bit her fingertips, wrote it on the yellow rune paper with blood as ink, and posted it around the altar until a circle formed in the center of the altar.

Standing in the middle of the formation, Ruoxin looked down at the people below from a high place, and said, "Bring Monk Bairong in." ”

There was silence for a while, and the villagers couldn't figure out what was going on in the priest's heart, and they didn't dare to take action.

"Now that I'm right under your noses, don't you believe it? Then why do I need to take care of your altar? Ruoxin smiled sarcastically.

The Great Elder was not worried that Ruoxin would backtrack. Bai Rong was already a dead corpse, and Shang Si was unconscious, even if he was awake, he was powerless. No matter how powerful she is, she can't take the two of them away.

"Do as the priest says."

After watching them carry Bai Rong and Xiao Si into the formation, Ruoxin glanced at everyone below indifferently, then sat down cross-legged, gathered his mind, and slowly recited the sacrifice in his mouth.

"Bai Bu Ruoxin, sacrifice to heaven and earth, lay out yin and yang. Worship the god of yin and ask for help. ”

The runes around the altar trembled gently with her words.

"The five elements are one, the six gods are gathered, the mortal body is dispersed, the energy of the three souls and seven spirits is gathered, the evil is destroyed, and it becomes the prayer of my heart."

The soul of the priest is destined to disappear in the end, and the method of autopsy is to burst out all the energy at once when their body is about to be destroyed, and pray for good luck. Once the chanting of the mantra for the autopsy has begun, it cannot be stopped.

Now she has no way to help Bai Rong come back to life, and she no longer needs to save Bai Rong with the fetus in her womb, even if she wakes him up, with her situation of no ability, those clansmen will definitely not let him go or let go of Xiao Si. The ability of the fetus in her womb was still weak, and she could not use the power of the priest of the past, so she could only use his small strength to extract one of her souls and pay her face to white before her own autopsy. It's just that even if it is an autopsy, she will never protect these people again, and what she prays in her heart is not what those people under the altar want her to pray for. She only hopes that the little four and rouge who stayed behind will be able to live a disaster-free life, prolong their lives forever, and no longer be controlled by the Bai clan.

Out of nowhere, the overwhelming yin qi struck, swirling into streams of black shadows surrounding Ruoxin in the array. Ruoxin's mouth did not stop, continued to chant the mantra, the hall was suddenly much colder, the torches in the hands of the villagers were also faintly swaying in the wind, obscure, everyone was a little hairy, staring closely at Ruoxin in the array, only to see her dressed in red, long hair like clouds, wide clothes and skirts fluttering lightly in the wind.

"The child of the womb, the source of nurturing, the mother with the power of the priest, help a soul to leave the ......"

Listening to Ruoxin's recitation, several elders heard the strangeness, and their hearts trembled, and the great elder exclaimed tremblingly: "The priest has a son in his belly, and the priest has a son in his belly, stop her quickly."

They also sensed that the gathered yin qi was not auspicious, but they were afraid that Ruoxin was not trying to relieve the Bai clan from misfortune, but they were afraid that after today, their clan would be destroyed in Ruoxin's hands. Now that she had a priestly heir in her womb, she wanted to be dismembered together.

Listening to the elder's panicked call, the villagers also felt frightened in their hearts, and wanted to rush to the altar, but the swift swirling yin qi rushed through those who rushed forward, making those people feel extremely painful immediately. In this way, no one could get close to Ruoxin at all, but Bai Rong and Xiaosi did not feel anything unusual under Ruoxin's protection.

Ruoxin glanced at the people below, and suddenly saw Fenghua who had walked into the hall at some point, and several guards stood beside him.

I didn't expect to see him again, Ruoxin was also slightly surprised, she didn't know what the purpose of his coming was that but since he was able to enter the village, it must mean that the obstacle outside Baijia Village has lost its protective effect.

Forget it, the affairs of Baijia Village are no longer her concern. I just don't know how long he's been here and how much he's heard.

Fenghua stared at Ruoxin tightly, her eyes were extremely shocked, with suppressed pain. The painful gaze made it impossible to look directly, and Ruoxin slowly closed her eyes.

According to the records in the ancient book of Bu, she finished reading all the sacrifices.

In an instant, a huge force rushed into her body, and then, there was a sharp pain like tearing. The force pulled one of her souls out of her body, with an indescribable pain, as if every inch of skin and every bone of her body had been split apart, peeled off little by little.

She had no way to say another word to Bai Rong in person, and now, she used the faint power of the fetus to extract one of her souls, and put it in Bai Rong's body, condensing his scattered soul little by little. The two souls fused and sensed each other for the last time. When her soul dissipates, the soul of Bai Rong will also disappear, although the two can no longer get together in life and death, but only at that moment of perception, she has no regrets, and only hopes that Bai Rong's next life can be happy.

The yin qi surrounding her became more and more cold, and began to gradually rush into her body, and a cold and treacherous ghost howl in her ears became clearer and clearer, as if ten thousand ghosts in hell were pouring towards her.

If you really turn away from your clan and abandon your responsibilities, you will suffer from the devouring of souls. However, looking at the frightened and desperate expressions of the clansmen below, Ruoxin actually felt extremely happy. After returning to the village at the age of seventeen, he never relaxed his busy fatigue, the burden of responsibility to protect the safety of Baijia Village, and the burden that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time seemed to collapse at this moment.

Fenghua pushed away the guards who dissuaded him from getting into danger, and quickly approached Ruoxin, but was shocked by the cold and thick ghost aura and took a few steps back. A sharp stinging pain swept through his body, he stared at Ruoxin, his eyes were red, his heart was painful, he could barely breathe, he wanted to call him, but he couldn't make any sound, as if someone had choked his throat.

The black shadow on Ruoxin's body became deeper and deeper, bigger and bigger, whirling violently, and finally surrounded her, and she couldn't see her appearance clearly.

......

At the same time, a carriage slowly stopped outside the ancestral hall, the carriage was covered with red wheels, and the four corners were hung with beads, which was very gorgeous, and there were several guards behind the carriage to escort them.

When he arrived at the door of the ancestral hall, a man in gray got off the silver-saddled horse, stood beside the car, and said respectfully: "Master, I have arrived." ”

"Hmm." An answer came from the lazy carriage, and then a handsome man lifted the curtain and slowly stepped out of the carriage.

Dressed in brocade clothes, with a graceful and noble temperament, he is the emperor Fuxian. After him, a man got out of the carriage, dressed in a flowing green robe, with a handsome appearance, quite a bit of a fairy.

The door of the ancestral hall was open, and Huangfu Xian paced in, sweeping the people of Baijia Village who were so frightened and desperate in the hall that they almost cried out, and their long phoenix eyes faintly crossed a trace of disgust. Looking at Ruoxin, who was surrounded by a thick cold ghost aura in the altar, her dark eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, Huang Fuxian opened his mouth and said to the man behind him: "Tianxuan, it's her." ”