At this moment, there was a sound of pushing the door in her ears, Hong'er was stunned, and hurriedly turned around to see that it was not Tang Rui, and couldn't help but darken her eyes.

"Daddy. Hong'er called softly.

The Witch King nodded, walked up to her, his originally majestic eyes flashed with a soft color, and said, "Hong'er, it's time to go, the time for the moon sacrifice ceremony is approaching." ”

Hong'er turned her head away and said, "I don't want to go." ”

The Witch King frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice: "It's been so long, and you still think about that kid?" Hong'er was silent, just quietly looking at the full moon in the sky.

The witch king saw that Hong'er didn't move, knowing that it was useless to persuade her, he sighed lightly and said, "Okay, you are tired after practicing witchcraft for a day, so rest early." Hong'er turned her back to the Witch King and nodded.

The Witch King frowned, turned away, and walked slowly out the door. As soon as he went out, his face immediately returned to his previous majesty. When I left the courtyard gate, I saw a young man coming over.

The Witch King's eyes moved, and he said, "Ji'er." ”

"Daddy. Wu Ji stepped forward, glanced at the courtyard door, and asked, "Where is Hong'er?"

The Witch King didn't speak, just shook his head slightly. Wu Ji saw that the Witch King was sad, and immediately knew the reason, paused, and persuaded: "Dad, don't worry, my sister is just a momentary emotion, and after a while, she will definitely forget that kid." ”

When the Witch King heard this, his brows moved slightly, and he sighed, "I hope so." He raised his eyes and looked at the sky, his eyes flashed, and he said, "Let's go, go to the Moon Altar." ”

The two of them walked straight ahead and out of the gate. The Witch King stood still, his eyes like torches, and glanced down.

In front of me was a huge circular square, and in the moonlight, I saw a large number of people in black cloaks standing all over the square, black and oppressive, like a black cloud lying on the ground. The night breeze blew, and the sound of the cloak swinging became a loud roar, echoing over the square for a long time. On both sides of the black clouds, two rows of thick flagpoles stand tall, and on the flagpoles, large flags embroidered with silver crescent moon patterns flutter in the wind, hunting sounds.

The Witch King descended the stone steps, and the large black clouds immediately parted a gap, and the Witch King looked majestic, and his hands moved forward, and Wu Ji followed.

In the center of the square is a circular high platform with four thick pillars of fire standing on all sides, and the wind blows, and the large flames stir and whirre. A strange scent fills the air all around.

The Witch King slowly ascended to the high platform, and in the center of the platform rose a huge disc, and beside the disc stood three people, one of whom had white hair, wore a white cloak, and held a snow-white sheep's head staff, and his eyes were like lamps, and he was not angry, and the other two had gray hair and gray cloaks, and their faces were solemn.

There were six people standing in front of the black cloud, and they were the six phantom warriors who had chased and killed Tang Rui and his party before.

Phantom Dust saw the Witch King go up to the high platform, gradually drifted away, and asked in a low voice, "Phantom Dream, why didn't the witch come?"

Dream's face was grim, he glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "How do I know." ”

Phantom Sound was beside Phantom Dream, and he couldn't help but purse his lips and smile when he heard the words.

"Phantom Yin, what are you laughing at?" said the man beside her, this person was slender, and it was Phantom Truth.

Phantom Yin was just about to say something, when suddenly a person said in a deep voice: "Shut up, if the Witch King hears it, you will feel good." "The voice is low, but it is quite powerful, it is the phantom. When the four of them heard this, they hurriedly stopped talking.

The Witch King went up to the high platform, and when he saw the three old men, he looked respectful and bowed down and said, "Witch Elder, Great Wizard." ”

"What about the shrine maiden?" asked an old man in gray with a thin appearance among the three.

The witch king frowned slightly, and said, "The witch is in poor health, and I am afraid that this year's ceremony will not be able to come." When the three of them heard this, they couldn't help frowning.

The Great Wizard raised his eyes to look at the sky, and the full moon was close to the sky above the disk, and said in a deep voice, "That's it." The hour has come, so let's begin. The Witch King and the Witch Ji looked suddenly solemn, and walked over to stand around the disc.

The archwizard stepped forward, his eyes flashing, and he gently raised the sheep's head staff. "Whew!" sounded, and everyone in the square immediately fell to the ground.

The Great Wizard put down the sheep's head staff, turned back to face the disc, and with a flick of his right hand, five streams of blood flew out of the tips of his five fingers and poured into the disc. The two gray-clothed old men, the Witch King, and the Witch Ji also raised their right hands and poured blood into the disc. Blood flowed like water, spreading, flashing a faint red light in the moonlight, and the empty white disc gradually began to redden. The smell of blood was thick in the air. After the disc is filled. It took five people to stop the bleeding.

The great wizard closed his eyes and chanted words in his mouth, and the two gray-clothed old men, the Witch King, and Wu Ji also closed their eyes and chanted in a low voice.

Under the chanting of the five people in unison, the blood in the disc was gushing, as if it was boiling, and it looked extremely mysterious under the moonlight. After a moment of chanting, the moon finally reached the sky above the disk, and the intact shadow of the full moon was cast into a bloody mirror of blood.

Suddenly, a pillar of silver light fell from the sky, projected down, and poured into the disc. The pillar of light seemed to come down from the full moon, and the silver light of the moon shimmered, pouring into the disc in a steady stream.

After a long time, the moonlight slowly faded, and the blood in the disc disappeared, only a large mass of white air swirled endlessly. After a few moments, the white gas dissipated, and the disc was empty again. (To be continued......)