"Xue Lang, you stay, at all costs, pry open her mouth and ask Fu'er's whereabouts." Xuan Mo spoke, and walked away.

Wuhuan knew that the matter was revealed, and collapsed on the ground, the insect stepped aside, Xue Lang felt that his subordinates had lost their strength, so he simply let go, and when he came around to look, he saw Wu Huan, and his eyes widened in shock.

Xuan Mo was in a hurry, and hurried to the capital.

Xue Lang was also anxious to scratch his ears and cheeks, the situation in the capital was very serious, and it was not a good thing to let Xuan Mo rush over, the more anxious he was, the more he wanted to ask Lin Fu'er's whereabouts as soon as possible.

But Wuhuan has been trained since he was a child, he has a strong ability to resist pressure, and he is not afraid of severe punishment at all, Xue Lang originally still cared about his previous friendship, and he couldn't bear to do it, but Wuhuan laughed at Xue Lang's incompetence instead, and even shouted: "I can't live, she doesn't want to live!" ”

In Wuhuan's mouth, there is no doubt that she is Lin Fuer.

Seeing such a Wuhuan, Xue Lang had a very bad feeling in his heart, and he couldn't help but be really angry, and kept increasing the punishment, the blood stained his clothes red, and Wuhuan's whole person seemed to be immersed in blood.

"Hahahaha~~ She will bury me with me, I don't lose my death, I don't lose ......" Wuhuan laughed out loud, laughed out loud, and caused a big cough, coughing blood all over his mouth.

Although he didn't ask what the result was, Xue Lang gradually found clues from Wuhuan's words.

Wuhuan said: She doesn't want to live!

…… That is, she's alive!

Wuhuan said: She will give me a funeral!

…… That is, although she lives, she will die!

How could Wuhuan be so framed? There was a lot of strangeness in this matter, Xuan Mo knocked Wuhuan out and put it in a bag, stepped on the high-headed horse, took Wuhuan like a pack cargo, and chased after the capital overnight.

Xue Lang felt that if he told Xuan Mo what Wu Huan said, Xuan Mo would definitely guess Lin Fu'er's whereabouts.

Of course, along the way, Xue Lang's mind did not stop running, constantly guessing where Lin Fu'er might go, thinking about it, and locking on Xuanmo's enemy Jin Rong.

In the last duel, Jin Rong's subordinates were killed by Xuanmo.

But that guy didn't end there, but found an alliance, if it weren't for the recent Xuan Mo being entangled by Lin Fu'er in Wuhuan's disguise, he would definitely have found the opportunity to go out of Jin Rong's calamity.

Damn it!

Because of a no joy, how much did you miss!

It's all because of Wu Huan, thinking of this, Xue Lang's heart was full of anger, and he couldn't wait to kick the sack containing Wu Huan into the ravine on the side of the road.

Xuanmo, who rushed to the capital first, went straight to Zhuge Mansion.

It's a pity that the masters of the Zhuge family are not here, and they caught someone to ask, only to know that they all went to heaven to participate in the memorial.

Sacrifice, the old system of the former dynasty.

Thinking of the sacrifice in the ancestral system, Xuan Mo's brows furrowed deeply, and he threw the young woman who was powerless into the sinkhole in exchange for peace in the world, isn't this a bit too outrageous?

Not to mention whether there are ghosts and gods in this world, and whether the sacrifice can be taken seriously in exchange for peace.

Even if he could, he would be a seven-foot man and let him take the life of a weak woman to protect the authority in his hands, he would not be able to do it.

However, it is the old system left by the ancestors.

Xuan Mo was bent on regaining his uncle, but he never thought that one day, he would restart the old sacrificial system.

Unexpectedly, Murong Yu would agree to the old system, which was rejected from his heart by the serious bloodlines of the previous dynasty? and sacrificed twenty maidens at once.

Suddenly, Xuan Mo chuckled in his heart.

…… Twenty women waiting to be sacrificed!

As if he had thought of something, he quickly left the Zhuge family and contacted his subordinates scattered in the capital, preparing to restart the plan that he had abandoned.

Go to the Tianshan Mountains and destroy the emperor, and at the same time send people to capture the palace, both of which will take the imperial power.

This was the proposal of his subordinates before, and now, Xuan Mo also conveyed the order, but the first place in his heart was indeed the girl who was sacrificed.

He wasn't sure that Lin Fu'er would be among the sacrificial women.

But even if it was a 1 in 10,000 chance, he couldn't miss it, he had to stop the sacrifice, he had to see those women with his own eyes, and ruled out the possibility that Lin Fu'er was inside.

At the same time, at the Tianshan altar, Lin Fu'er looked at the people around him, extremely pious and respectful, and his heart was as anxious as fire.

It can't go on like this, it can't go on!

But I can't use all the strength I have, what should I do? What to do? In desperation, Lin Fuer bit her lower lip and bit it hard, she felt all her strength, and she was stunned that she didn't even bite the skin.

Although she didn't bite her lip, because of the violent feeling of detachment all over her body, the heaviness of her body squeezed the seat that stuck to her, and fell to the side.

The girl who was waiting for the sacrifice suddenly had a situation, and everyone present couldn't help but be shocked.

Murong Yu also subconsciously looked over.

It's a pity that the memorial service is ongoing, even if Lin Fuer obviously falls down, no one dares to step forward to help him. No one came, Lin Fu'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and she tried her best to pull the veil on her face by the distance between her hand and her cheek when she fell on her side.

This veil is a special style under the hood, very delicate, and the fabric is also selected to be of the best quality, quite strong, not the common kind, the kind that only hangs on the ears and falls off when it is pulled.

Lin Fuer pulled it, but didn't tear it off.

Damn, the ritual is going on, and there is the voice of the dancing god whoop, even if she tries her best, she can't make a loud sound, and if she can't make a loud sound, it is likely to be suppressed.

There is no way, Lin Fuer can only think of removing the veil.

The memorial service is related to the tranquility of China.

Lin Fu'er couldn't be sure if the emperor and the crown prince would save her life when they saw her, but according to her strength at the moment, this seemed to be the only way, and she had to put her hope on others and give it a try.

I couldn't pull it off, so I simply lifted the veil up little by little.

This move is a bit big, and Lin Fuer is doing it very hard, almost at a speed faster than a turtle, acting.

Lin Fuer's behavior fell in the eyes of the people around her, and many people saw the clues, this woman was afraid that she didn't come voluntarily, and she didn't know what kind of medicine she had taken?

Seeing that this woman was sent by the Ping'an Hou Mansion, many people couldn't help but look straight at the Ping'an Hou.

The back of the Marquis of Ping'an was dripping with cold sweat, for fear that Lin Fu'er would have something to do, but the sacrifice was an extremely sacred ceremony, and without the emperor or the national teacher to speak, under normal circumstances, no one would come forward to check.

As long as no one approaches, no matter how much she struggles on the rosette, she can't escape the fate of being thrown into the sinkhole.

"Wait a minute!" After a long time, the national teacher stopped what he was doing, and then he was about to start throwing the girl into the pit, and at a critical time, the queen mother suddenly spoke. (https:)

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