"Zhao Shizi, please. The cold voice came, and the three elders combed their hair in a simple bun, dressed lightly, and held a copper bell in one hand, looking gentle and moving.

Hua Ruofeng narrowed her eyes in disgust, resisting the urge to get angry. Zhao Lansheng nodded politely, and then walked out of the cabin, Hua Ruofeng and Qing'er pretended to be Zhao Lansheng's entourage at the moment, and walked behind him.

The third elder blinked his delicate eyes, and the two white-clothed men and women behind Zhao Lansheng remembered something almost in a flash of inspiration, and their eyes were full of unbelievable doubts, accompanied by a very familiar feeling.

Maybe it's an illusion.

……

The altar is to the northwest of the cabin in the central courtyard, led by the Great Elder. In front of the altar, two bronze tripods are placed on either side of the staircase leading to the high platform, a long ebony table with five incense burners and two long candles on the left and right.

All the way to the altar, the Great Elder walked up to the high platform, raised his hand to signal a stop, and turned to face the crowd, "The ceremony begins." ”

"The leader still hasn't come." Hua Ruofeng frowned, it stands to reason that on such an important occasion, as the leader of the Mo clan, how could he not appear?

"Be quiet, don't talk."

How can someone be so calm?

Everyone under the high platform put down the offerings and flowers one by one, and then the two elders of the clan worshiped incense earlier.

Hua Ruofeng's mind was in a trance, and she suddenly remembered many years ago......

Qi Luo is also the second elder of the Mo clan, he was originally the most valued by the leader, and his status in the clan was also high, but why was he sent to hell all of a sudden...... Many years ago, he was proud to be an inner disciple of the Mo clan and an apprentice of Qi Luo.

Now he wants to hide his identity and stand in the crowd to become the most inconspicuous person.

You can't appear in front of everyone openly.

He...... Hate that feeling.

"Three, what are you waiting for?" The indifferent voice of the Duanmu family master came.

Zhao Lansheng woke up suddenly, he was now going to stand in the last row, and he was looking at it coldly, even if he didn't care about it on the surface, he couldn't help but feel cold. He pursed his thin lips, his face was gentle, and the sun cast a beautiful light and shadow on his handsome face, before he left, he personally lit nine incense sticks, and handed three incense sticks to Hua Ruofeng and Qing'er respectively, and then turned around to worship.

Ann Zhen, a name that cannot be forgotten.

A line of tears from the corner of Hua Ruofeng's eyes slipped down his cheeks, and he closed his eyes heavily, this is the object he wants to worship...... Can't believe it.

Thinking about it, Ann Zhen had been gone for a long time, and he hadn't really worshiped her.

It was the man who was sorry for her...... His hatred for that man will never be forgotten!

The third elder stretched out his hand, "The worship is over, abdicate!" Elder please! ”

"It's over? Why hasn't the leader come yet? Qing'er exclaimed in a low voice.

Hua Ruofeng gently shook her head and motioned for her to be quiet. On such a big day, he only invited the Great Elder and the Third Elder to come forward, but he didn't come, he was not unwondered, but he always felt that something was wrong......

"Please ask the representatives of all villages and families to hand over the scriptures!" The third elder said lightly.

Representatives of the various villages and the five major families......

The first to hand over was the head of the Duanmu family, his face could not see any expression ups and downs, and he took off his usual nobility and elegance in plain clothes, but added a touch of tranquil and quiet handsomeness. The three elders frowned, he was the saddest person present, and he was the quietest.

After all the mountain villagers handed over the scriptures, the head of the Murong family handed over the scriptures to the three elders before leaving, and the three elders smiled gently, "The head of the Murong family and Lingzi have a heart." ”