The carriage slowly drove out of the courtyard, followed the convoy at the door, and went straight to the empty seat in the middle of the procession.

Yongyi stepped out of the curtain and stood on the wheels of the car and shouted to Ah Fu, who was talking to Wu Ji at the front of the convoy. "Big brother, we're here!"

"Got it!" Ah Fu waved his hand, bowed to Wu Ji, raised the corners of his lips, and walked quickly to the carriage.

Looking at Ah Fu's expression, Yong Yi squatted down with a smile, his eyes were level with Ah Fu, and he said very quietly. "Big brother, do you have any good news?"

"That's good news. Ah Fu squeezed his eyes at Yongyi, looked back at the back of the convoy, and looked deeply at the servants who were still busy, his smile turned cold, and he jumped into the carriage with his little hand.

The brothers held hands and entered the carriage, and Ah Fu had just sat down, when there was a shout from the far outside, and the convoy moved slowly.

Out of this village, the leading carriage turned around and went straight to the Danxia Mountain behind.

The closer they got to the top of the mountain, the colder it became, and when they reached the western slope of the red sun, they stopped at a flat place with a high wooden platform near the top of the mountain.

Unloaded the things on the car, the carriage turned around and went down the mountain, and the servants who stayed behind set up the field and walked down the hill one after another, and in a blink of an eye, only Gongzi Cheng and Wu Ji were left.

The brazier was erected around the newly erected altar in the clearing, and the behemoth covered with red cloth in front of the altar swayed slightly in the wind, as if there was a living creature inside, and under the shaking firelight, the light and shadow on the red cloth fluttered, which was very terrifying.

Looking at the red giant thing swaying with the mountain wind, Yongyi couldn't help but shrink behind Ye Ziyi, and grabbed her dress with her little hand.

Ye Ziyi looked back at Yongyi, but just as she was about to speak, her body shook twice and she fell.

Gongzi Chengzheng was standing beside her, and when he saw this, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and picked her up and held her in his arms, looked at her closed eyes and asked Wu Ji anxiously. "Da Wu, Ziyi she...... She ......"

"Today is the end of the lady's life, king, if you want to cast a spell, hurry up, as soon as the evening passes, you and your wife will be separated forever. Wu Ji said and ordered to flick the right way. "Take the two sons down. ”

He glanced at Gongzi Cheng on the right side, lowered his head and hugged his fist. "Yes. ”

Ah Fu took Yongyi's hand and waited aside, both of them were anxious, reluctant to leave, and didn't know what to do for a while, so they listened to the way. "A cup of tea, when you only have one cup of tea, go quickly!"

......Hearing this roar, Yong Yi cried out, Ah Fu also stood still, and the two children didn't care about the persuasion of the right at all, but leaned towards their mother.

"Flick the right, take them away!" Gongzi Cheng snorted, stared sideways at the right, his eyes were both painful and cold, and he was stunned by him, stepped forward to pick up the two children, carried them on his shoulders and rushed down the mountain.

"Mother!"

"Mother!"

"Mother!!"

"Mother!!"

......

Ah Fu and Yongyi's heart-rending cries became farther and farther away, and Gongzi Cheng picked up Ye Ziyi horizontally and walked straight towards the wooden altar that was more than three feet high.

The mountain wind whimpered, blowing Ye Ziyi's long hair scattered, and she nested in Gongzicheng's arms like a lifeless doll, without a sound.

Putting Ye Ziyi on a raised platform on the west side, Gongzi Cheng slowly walked to the platform opposite her on the east side and lay down on his clothes, Wu Ji strode forward, got off the altar, walked to the giant thing covered with red cloth, and tore off the red satin.

The red cloth drifted away with the mountain wind, revealing a dazzling golden scale underneath.

The snake was fixed on a wooden pillar that was one person high, and the snake's head hung down on the top of the pillar, and in the twilight, those two eyes were burning and shining, as if they were alive, and people trembled from the bottom of their hearts.

Wu Ji held the small snake's head with one hand, and with the other hand, he held an inch-long black blade, and slashed at the snake's eyes, and after two very light 'horn' sounds, the dura at the snake's eyes cracked, and two yellow beads the size of pigeon eggs fell out.

Wu Ji's eyes were quick, he connected the two beads to his sleeves, and walked quickly back to a mica table between Gongzicheng and Ye Ziyi.

Shaking the two beads into the jade plate with clear water on the table, Wu Ji took off a long hair on the heads of the two of them, rubbed it in the palm of his hand, and chanted in a low voice.

As the chant of the witch tree sounded, all of a sudden, the wind in the mountain stopped, and the flames did not shake at all, and it was as calm as if it were indoors.

Crumpled the hair in his hand into two balls, Wu Ji suddenly put both hands together, and the two black hairs slowly fell into the plate, and the two beads of the snake eyes were entangled in one place.

Wu Ji closed his eyes and picked up the jade plate, and while swaying the water in the plate, he swirled and danced around Gongzi Cheng and Ye Ziyi.

The clear water fell, reflecting a faint yellowish light on the ground, Wu Ji turned around, put the jade plate back on the mica platform, jumped out of the circle with his feet, and flipped in front of the big snake with his feet on the altar.

Lifting the snake's head neatly, Wu Ji stroked the snake's belly, reached in, took out a pale golden object, opened his mouth and swallowed it.

After eating that thing, Wu Jian slowly opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a flash of golden light in those originally bright eyes, and he did not hesitate at all, his body jumped, and swept onto the altar like a bird.

Standing behind the mica platform and roaring, Wu Ji stretched out his arms towards the sky, and suddenly chanted a spell loudly, his hoarse voice echoed in this side of the world, and the sound hit people's hearts, as if it could shake the soul.

As Wu Ji's incantation became faster and faster, the sky, which was originally only a few clouds, suddenly became cloudy, covering the glow of the sun, and in an instant, the sky and the earth were as dark as late as night, except for this altar, there was no light.

The glowing water marks on the ground slowly raised a faint layer of golden mist, and the mist surrounded Ye Ziyi and Gongzi like a wall, slowly circulating like a figure-eight shape.

At the intersection of light and mist, the two beads in the jade plate on the mica platform suddenly brightened, and the white jade plate was like a bright lamp, Wu Ji withdrew his hands, cut the fingertips of the middle finger of his right hand with his nails, and dripped two drops of crimson blood beads in the plate.

As the blood beads dripped in, the two beads in the jade plate sucked the two drops of blood into it almost at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, a little blood red appeared in the middle of the yellow beads, and the light emitted by the beads also turned into a strange red, causing the golden mist to rotate rapidly.

The mist swirled around the two of them like surging clouds, Ye Ziyi's black hair was lifted by the light mist, and the bright light seeped straight into her hair, slowly soaking her long hair with a faint golden starlight.

The same is true of Gongzi Cheng at the other end, his long hair is spread out, and he is carried up by the swirling mist, and he is covered with golden light.

Wu Ji's eyes were closed, his lips squirming rapidly, and a series of indistinct tones came out of his mouth, spreading so deeply that he could hear the echo.

The dark clouds in the sky gathered more and more, pressing heavily overhead, as if they were about to press down to the ground, and the wind outside the altar whistled, whirling straight for the nine heavens!

In the woodland, Qiu Ji, who was holding the golden hairpin, hid in the bushes, looking at this strange scene, and was so frightened that she didn't dare to move.

She looked at the witch who was casting the spell with fear in her eyes, and subconsciously shrank back, turning around to run away.

"Qiu Ji, you are not worthy of Ah Cheng. Hee-hee, you woman, you really deserve it!"

The sudden sound in her ears made Qiu Ji stunned, and she looked at Ye Ziyi, who was slowly floating on the altar and was still unconscious, and her teeth were fighting.

"Qiu Ji, you deserve to be guilty and bring shame on yourself!"

"Your Majesty...... No, I didn't, I didn't, I ......" Qiu Ji shook her head fiercely, she shrunk into a ball and covered her ears, and cried out incessantly. "I didn't, I didn't, I didn't ......"

"Hehe, Qiu Ji, you're so pitiful, you have nothing, it's so pitiful, hehe...... Hehehe......"

No matter how tightly Qiu Ji covered her ears, Ye Ziyi's mocking voice still echoed in her head, she raised her eyes to look at the altar at a loss, but saw Ye Ziyi and Gongzi Cheng Zheng floating in mid-air and entangled together, the dazzling whiteness of the two of them stabbed Qiu Ji's eyes in great pain, and she was extremely angry.

"You ...... You are really shameless!Jing Yan, Jiang Cheng! You are deceiving people too much!" Qiu Ji had red eyes, tears streaming down her face, looking at Ye Ziyi who was smiling in Gongzi Cheng's arms, she gritted her teeth and said. "Jing Yan, it was you and Jiang Cheng who ruined me, and now you are happy in front of me, I won't let you go!

Muttering, Qiu Ji slowly sat up straight, she stared at the two laughing people, shook her hand and twisted the mechanism on the hairpin, as Qiu Ji twisted, an inch long iron needle immediately stretched out, the tip of the iron needle flashed in the firelight with a faint blue light, a cold shimmer, it made people look cold.

Qiu Ji stood up with the trunk behind her, her eyes fixed on the two people floating in the air, tightly clutched the golden hairpin with thorns in her hand, and walked towards the altar step by step.

Outside the woodland, a fierce wind swept the handkerchief on Akihime's head and blew straight into the air, her long, messy and dirty hair fluttering in the wind, and her two blood-red eyes were about to burst.

Moving to the altar step by step against the strong wind, Qiu Ji looked up at the figure entangled in the air, raised the golden hairpin in his hand, and stabbed straight at Gongzi Cheng Yubai's arm!

The firelight reflected the golden hairpin with blue light, and the wind stirred Qiu Ji's dirty clothes, she held the golden hairpin with both hands, and pierced into the depths of his arm, looking at the overflowing blood, her eyes gradually had a divine light, and the corners of her lips slowly rose.

"Your Majesty, you forced me, hehe, it's you, you forced me!"

Pumping the golden hairpin suddenly, Qiu Ji looked at Ye Ziyi, who was still laughing on the side, raised her hands, and stabbed straight at her!

Seeing that the golden hairpin sank into Ye Ziyi's chest, Qiu Ji laughed and took a step back, letting the wind blow her almost to the ground, but still refused to leave, but her eyes were full of hatred staring at the two people in front of her who were struggling painfully, making her hate to the core.

The wind, stronger and stronger, stronger and stronger, straight like a sharp blade, opened a bloody mouth on her face, Qiu Ji didn't seem to be aware, she still stared at the two more and more blurred figures, with a blank expression.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, a bright purple lightning bolt swept through the air, and the rumbling thunder followed suit, as if it was right in the ears, and it shook people's ears painfully.

Qiu Ji came back to her senses as if she had woken up, and then looked at the figure on the altar, and at some point turned into a golden light mist, and in the blink of an eye, Qiu Ji was wrapped in the middle!