Obviously, our Naze is not a little stronger than God, and the evaluation is very pertinent: "Although the tone of this song is a little strange, it is still beautiful." ”

"Really?" Mo Mo moved and let Na Ze lean on her arms, he was in a cold sweat all over, but he still smiled softly, Mo Mo knew that he was distracting himself, and his eyes were red, "You think it sounds good." ”

Naze looked up at her: "That kind of home feels good, hehe, I decided to learn to farm." ”

Mo Mo looked up at his bloody hand, which was originally white and slender, had already been bent due to spasms, and he said that he was going to plow the field, this foreign fool, does he know what plowing is? "This song has been sung for hundreds of years, even if someone ploughs the field, no one weaves cloth, you have to go yourself."

Na Ze had a bitter face: "Don't you want me to go home?" ”

Mo Moming knew that he was deliberately making trouble, but at this moment she was even more uncomfortable, looking at Na Ze's lips as pale as her face, she gently pressed it: "Big fool, where are you, where is my home and the baby's, you say, how could I not want you." ”

Naze traced the shape of her lips over and over again, but did not kiss her: "If I could, I wish I could cover your eyes." ”

Mo Mo wanted to ask why, but noticed that his voice was different, hoarse and low, and looked at it from a slight distance, Naze's black hair was starting from the roots of the hair, turning silver, and fine lines began to appear at the corners of his eyes, gradually expanding to the corners of his forehead and eyebrows......

Mo Mo opened her mouth, didn't make a sound, stretched out her trembling hand and carefully stroked his face, the real touch told her that what she saw was real. It turns out that the blood of the blood clan, which symbolizes the vitality of life, will pass quickly, and it will make people feel the cruelty of time so truly.

Na Ze turned his face to the side, no longer looked at Mo Mo, and the smile he had been maintaining was a little stiff: "Is it okay, don't look at it?" ”

Mo Mo couldn't hold back the tears that he had been suppressing, his eyes were blurred with tears, but he replied stubbornly in his mouth: "Why can't you look at it, just look at it, even if you lose your teeth, you are the most handsome, the most handsome old man!" ”

"The most handsome old man?" Naze can't accept this positioning.

"Yes, actually, I've been waiting for this day for a long time," Mo Mo nodded heavily, not realizing that his tears had dripped on Naze's face, "You are a blood clan, and you won't get old, so I'm worried, what will happen if I'm old!" Now, I'm finally mentally balanced! ”

"Ahem," Nazawa laughed as well, raising his head to kiss the tears on her cheeks, "Ahem, why are you crying, so happy?" ”

"Click", a crisp cracking sound sounded, Momo reflexively turned around, the crystal funnel actually cracked, and the pure white mandala Hua was dazzling against the backdrop of the last drop of blood, and the rich aroma drifted out, and in an instant, the originally dim candlelight was lit up again. On the dome of the hall, the stars in the sky, which symbolize moving in the same direction as the sun, are suddenly brought to life, and the mosaic floor with animal and plant motifs seems to come to life.

Seeing this short but incredible moment with his own eyes, Mo Mo covered his mouth in shock, such a powerful vitality, belongs to the blood clan, belongs to the legendary demon who walks in the dark night and is in the tomb?!

At this time, it seemed that all the blood clans felt it, and they were closer to the ground more reverently, their bodies faintly shone red, and the elders jumped and prayed along the mosaic pattern according to the strange beat, and when they approached Momo, the voice gradually became clear:

“……

O magnificent Manju Sahua!

She shone with the light of blood, a seductive fragrance

It's so moving and incredible

Protects the longevity of the Bloodline

When all pretense fades

When sins are purified

She turned into a holy mandala

Give us eternal life

……”

The complicated ceremony did not last long, and the senators walked to the throne of Naze one after another, and stood in rows, with Berg in the center kneeling on one leg on the ground, raising his head and raising his hands high, with such excitement and sincerity: "Your Royal Highness, please allow me to enshrine the mysterious and noble mandala Hua in the name of the Council of Patriarchs. ”

"Oh my God, Berg, you're not old and confused, the Mandala Hua is guarded by the Fanzhuo clan." A shorter elder on the right seemed surprised.

Elder Berg replied unhurriedly, "His Royal Highness the Prince has taken the mandala flower to heal mankind without authorization—"

"Are you saying that His Royal Highness is disqualified because of this?" Someone else stood up, familiar to Momo, who was asked by her at the meeting if he was flying around like a sparrow; Cruise; Toledo, this time he seemed to care about Naze.

"No, no, you obviously misunderstood what I meant, in fact, of course, the Mandala Hua should be guarded by His Royal Highness the Prince himself, but," Elder Berg habitually pulled his sleeves and smiled gently, "Since His Royal Highness the Prince insists on punishing according to the clan rules today, it will take a while for His Highness to recover, out of consideration for the common interests and security of the blood clan, I think it may be more appropriate for the Senate to temporarily replace the guardian Mandala Hua, what do you think?" ”

The shorter elder listened to his words, and his face softened a lot: "What Berg said also makes sense, I, Orbrey, respect everyone's choice. ”

Mo Mo was very angry at them ignoring Na Ze's injury, pretending to be, it seemed that they all knew that these three people were singing double reeds, no, singing three reeds, forcing Na Ze to compromise in order to fight for his own interests, and was about to stand up, but Na Ze gently pulled her: "Be good, don't move." ”

Momo sat down again, looked down at Na Ze, although he was still with silver hair, his face had begun to recover, and the blood on his hands had stopped, but the white silver chain was still on his hands, bloodstained, and his hands that had not yet grown nails were full of wounds, Momo tried to bite his lower lip, shrunk into Na Ze's arms, and silently shed tears.

"It's okay, I'm fine, good, don't cry." Na Ze was lying in Mo Mo's arms, but coaxed her, the image of the two people was a little ridiculous upside down, but at this time, Mo Mo couldn't take care of these, someone coaxed, and it was more reasonable not to cry!

Na Ze smiled helplessly, put his hands on her hands, comforted her wordlessly, and then raised his head, and said indifferently: "What Elder Berg said makes sense, so let's do it, but due to the characteristics of the mandala flower, I need blessings and protection, so take it up!" ”

"Yes!" The voices of the crowd were loud.

Mo Mo thought that they were going to fight the skin, but he didn't expect it to be so refreshing, and he didn't feel puzzled, Elder Berg carefully carried the mandala Hua up the steps of the throne, without even raising his head, and his posture of bending down was so humble and humble. Mo Mo unconsciously thought of the painted skin ghost in Liaozhai, and subconsciously reached into his arms.

Sure enough, the moment Berg raised his head, his originally peaceful face had already been distorted, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty red light, Momo didn't even see how the mandala Hua was put away, he had already stuck Naze's neck with one hand, and then, with the other hand, he stretched out two fingers and slowly pulled out the lighting charm from her arms, clamping it into powder: "Human, I'm not a fool of the Fanzhuo clan!" ”