Chapter 1259: A Trip to the Western Regions, Sweeping the Quartet (5)

The priest walked up to the elders, and under the light of the torches around him, he locked onto the green dragon's body at a glance.

"How long is it left?"

"There is still time for a stick of incense to return to the sacrifice."

The Wu people who were staring at the time not far away responded quickly.

The Wu clan sacrificed, and the elders all showed anticipation on their faces when they heard this.

Qinglong glanced at the brothers who were tied up not far away, and closed his eyes fiercely, I am afraid that I will explain here today.

When the priest heard the words of the clansmen, he waved his hand to the elders beside him, and the people who saw it retreated one after another.

On the huge grounds, only the sacrifices and the products that were tied up remained.

As the crowd retreated, the priest took out a sac of wine from his bosom, about the size of a palm.

Seeing the things that the sacrifice took out, the surrounding Wu people were excited, and they let out a high cry from their mouths, which belonged to the Wu people whenever there was a grand ceremony.

It's like a signal to all the creatures of the land that they're going to have a ritual tonight.

This high-pitched voice reached the ears of Jiang Zebei, Chen Mengtian and others who stepped into the canyon.

Especially Qingyuan was all too familiar with this voice, and his eyebrows furrowed fiercely.

Glancing at the team of dozens of people behind him, he said, "The ceremony is going to be held, and we must speed up." ”

After he finished speaking, he immediately walked towards the canyon, and the secret guards behind him supported Jiang Zebei, Chen Mengtian, Ning Er, and An'er The four masters walked forward.

In fact, they had arrived a moment earlier, but the valley could not be entered by horses, so they had to come on foot.

Hearing Qingyuan's words, all the hearts present were raised, especially when they heard the piercing and high-pitched screams in the valley.

It's like a signal, a precursor to a fierce fight.

……

The time has come.

The Wu priest looked up at the moonlight above the sky, shining on each sacrifice.

These people are about to be refined, and most of them will become puppets, and maybe if you are lucky, you can find a vessel to raise ghosts.

When the elders saw that the time was up, they immediately ordered the drummers not far away to strike.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The moment the drum sounded, the Wu Clan priest moved, and he raised the vessel in his hand that resembled a wine bag, and walked towards the sacrifices step by step.

Covered by the sound of drums, no one found anyone hiding behind the huge scattered rocks not far away.

Jiang Zebei and Chen Mengtian were holding a child alone, and Suzaku and the secret guard were guarding beside them.

Looking at the strange sacrifice, Suzaku narrowed his eyes, and killing intent flashed in his eyes: "Master, when will we make a move?" ”

Jiang Zebei: "Ask Madame." ”

Chen Mengtian pulled his unhappy daughter in his arms into Jiang Zebei's arms, and said to Suzaku: "Act now and send a signal." ”

"Yes!"

Suzaku looked at his subordinates behind the scattered stones not far away, and blew a loud whistle: "Huh! ”

At this time, they are not afraid to face the Wu people, and tonight is a battle of life and death.

Qingyuan, who was standing behind Jiang Zebei, didn't seem to hear Chen Mengtian's words, as if he didn't know what happened to the Wu people tonight.

He was looking for his mother among the Wicans, but he couldn't find it.

Although it is said that the mother is not more than strange now, but after all, she is still the holy daughter of the Wu clan, why can't she find her mother in such a sacrificial ceremony.

This couldn't help but make Qingyuan's face look ugly.

The moment the whistle blew, all the guards moved.