Early the next morning, there was a cacophony outside, or whispering trivial matters, or hurried footsteps.

It was the same maids from yesterday who walked in in unison, carrying water, food, and mouthwashes respectively. The two maids stepped forward to help Qingyue up, and said with a little sadness, "Didn't the girl sleep all night?"

Qingyue didn't answer, just like they didn't answer Qingyue yesterday.

The still light meal was placed in front of Qingyue, and a maid picked up the chopsticks and handed them to Qingyue, "Girl, eat some, you won't be able to eat it in the future!"

Qing Yue's bloodshot eyes stared at the maid, so frightened that the maid hurriedly put down her chopsticks and didn't dare to speak. Is the look in the eyes of a person before death really so terrible?

Before eating half of the food, the maid began to dress up Qingyue's hair, without any bun, a green silk directly draped on the back of her head, and a little powder, but the lips were dyed extremely red, like a ghost!

Daddy, your daughter is about to be sacrificed, where are you? For the sake of the so-called Qingyu, did you just watch your own daughter die? The reason for her death is a trumped-up charge!

A line of clear tears crossed her face, a maid hurriedly wiped it with her sleeve, Qingyue shook off the maid's hand and shouted: "Don't you even cry when you die?"

No one answered, how many women they served, some crying and making trouble, some were sullen and speechless, and some were crazy, and they were already numb!

No matter how hot a heart is, if you stay in a bitter cold place, sooner or later you will lose heat.

The grooming process was very simple, and it didn't take long to complete, and the special thing was that a red veil was covered on Qingyue's face, covering her pale face, revealing a pair of sad eyes.

The maid left, leaving only Qingyue alone in the huge room, with the curtains fluttering, telling of sorrow. After a long time, a glimmer of golden sunlight shines through the gap in the window.

Suddenly, Qingyue stood up like a needle, she shouldn't accept this ridiculous fate, and walked quickly to the window, she sat on the ground all night, her legs were numb and almost fell.

Qingyue tried to open the window, but found that the window had been locked, and used a sharp blade to pry the window open directly.

Qingyue cautiously checked that there was no one outside the window, there were many people at the mountain festival, maybe she could sneak out while she was in chaos, but this red dress was too eye-catching, and there were no other clothes here, she ripped off the veil on her face, no matter, go out first.

After climbing out of the window a few times, Qingyue ran in one direction according to her intuition, and after a few steps, she heard a shout behind her, it was the guard of the sacrificial mountain, there was no doubt that Qingyue was caught!

"It's almost time, take her directly to the sacrificial platform. "A man said,

A man picked up the veil that Qingyue threw on the ground, stained it with a little dust, the man shook it with his hand, handed it to Qingyue, and said: "Miss Xu, if you don't want the world to laugh at the Xu family, just bring it!"

Seeing the man's face clearly, Qingyue gasped, it was the Che Wu who identified himself as an accomplice to the murderer. "It's you, what did I do wrong?" Qingyue roared.

Che Wu took a step forward, and the distance between him and Qingyue was very close, and from a distance, he would think that the two of them were extremely ambiguous, almost close to Qingyue's ears.

He said word by word: "If you want to blame your bad life, but it fell into the hands of the Che family, everyone in the Che family knows that you are innocent, only your foolish father thinks that you are really an accomplice to the murderer, and he doesn't dare to come to see you, and even if you are not born in the Yin period, the Che family will take you as the next sacrifice, but it's a pity that the second poem died, let you live a year less, you shouldn't mind, right?"

Che Wu's words made Qingyue couldn't help but shiver, and a cold air rose from the soles of her feet and reached the top of her head.

Qingyue pushed Che Wu, almost used all her strength, and only pushed Che Wu away, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back by inertia.

He shouted, "You madman, you must die...... and he shouted with almost all his might.

Che Wu still smiled and said, "Miss Xu, you'd better settle down, otherwise I won't dare to keep anyone recognizing you!"

Qingyue had to grit her teeth and look at Che Wu, not saying a word.

Holding Qingyue, the group walked towards the square, on one side was Che Wu, on the other side was an unknown man, the two of them had great strength, holding Qingyue's arm, as if they were about to be embedded in the flesh, unable to move.

At this time, the square was already crowded, and the first to bear the brunt was Che, Mo, He, Xu, Dongfang, Nangong, Zhao, Zhang, Lu, Wang Ten families, followed by the various sects, of course, Shushan is also among them, there is no need to give examples one by one.

It was crowded with people, and it was full of people of all shapes* at a glance. A red carpet was rolled from the temple directly to the high platform.

An old man dressed in white stood on a high platform, holding a white whisk, his white beard fluttering in the wind, feeling like a fairy wind and bones.

Qingyue felt that he was disgusting, indescribably disgusted, in her opinion, the old man on the stage dressed in human skin to save the world, under the human skin is the devil, sacrificing innocent girls to protect their so-called noble reputation.

The white-haired old man was chanting some incantation, and white spiritual power slowly emerged from the old man's feet, gradually forming a huge ball that was close to transparency, enveloping the old man inside.

"Break," he drank, the ball burst suddenly, and in an instant, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, the clouds rotated, the wind blew and the sand was blindfolded, Qingyue had to close his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he was already standing on the high platform, watching the old man cast a spell up close, and clearly saw that the old man's wrinkled face was sweating like rain.

"The catastrophe has passed more than a thousand years, the Taiyin stone has fallen into the world, if it is born, the catastrophe will rise again, the ten major families, the major sects, do their best to stabilize, now the peaceful and prosperous world, the sense of distress must not be less, now when the sacrifice, the bones are sacrificed to the sky, may the peace be kept forever!" The old man used his internal force to spread the sound far away, and almost every person who was at a different distance heard the same sound.

Taking advantage of the old man's speech, Qingyue looked down at the people below, densely packed with thousands of people, seeing Qi Shan's haggard appearance, Qingyue secretly felt distressed, and felt sorry for this unfair fate for herself. Fortunately, it didn't affect the people around me.

The old man shook off the dust, and he actually stood up directly, pointing at Qingyue, and with his other hand, he drew a spell in the air and said the spell quickly in his mouth, and the spiritual power flowed out from his fingertips and passed from the dust to Qingyue's body.

The body fell suddenly, Qingyue lay on the ground, her body couldn't stop shaking, she clenched her teeth, her fingers were embedded in the flesh of her arm, and the blood immediately flowed out.

A red dress dyed even redder. Qingyue's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the car under the stage angrily, and he held his hands in front of him, looking at Qingyue with an evil smile, as long as Qingyue lived, he would definitely make him pay.