A majestic hall, the door is locked, the thick curtains hang down on all sides, covering the light from outside, and the inside is pitch black, only a few scattered candles, providing a faint light, illuminating the square inch, so that the hideousness in the darkness is faintly unraveled a veil.

In the middle of the hall is an altar of evil majesty!

The altar has a total of nine layers, the base is like a blooming lotus flower, the whole body is pitch black, and on each petal, there is a hideous and terrifying human face protruding.

Further up, it resembles an eight-story pagoda, stacked layer upon layer, and on top of each layer, it is either covered with eerie statues, or a variety of magic weapons that exude blood and murderous meanings, until the top layer, empty, carved with complicated and strange patterns, I don't know what it is for.

At the top of the altar, six black-robed sorcerers sat around, their faces hidden in the darkness, chanting the incantation of the tooth together, with a strong sense of rhythm, like singing, but its meaning is profound, making people unaware of it, feeling the great mana and great magic power filled in it.

Under the altar, in the main hall, there are hundreds of believers, densely packed, like ant colonies, but not messy, each in their position, orderly around the strict and treacherous altar, five bodies prostrate on the ground, worship and prostrate, with the rhythm of the sorcerer's chanting, constantly shouting in unison.

"Amoeba!"

"Amoeba!"

"Amoeba Star!"

The ungrateful shouts of thousands of believers, the voices of which are uniform, converge into a torrent, echoing in the main hall, making the scene more and more mysterious.

"Woo!"

The sudden cry of pain disrupted the chanting and shouting, and the audience was shocked, and the chanting of the sorcerers above stopped, and the believers hurriedly pressed their heads to the ground, not daring to raise their heads in vain.

The five sorcerers all looked at the remaining man, only to see that the latter's right palm held in front of him was strangely on fire, and the light and flames were blazing, illuminating the faces of all the sorcerers, and even spread upwards at a high speed along his palm, threatening to engulf the sorcerer.

"Broken!"

The sorcerer snorted coldly, and his left palm slashed on his right shoulder, and the entire burning arm fell to the side, engulfed in flames, and the flesh and blood finally turned into countless flame moths, flying in all directions.

The gray-haired, wrinkled old sorcerer sitting at the top waved his hand, and the believers below got up one after another and exited the hall in an orderly manner, as if they had received a pardon.

Soon, the main hall became empty, and the old sorcerer looked at the wounded, "Qingyang, what's wrong with you?" What happened? ”

Qingyang touched the wound and said hatefully: "Someone broke the law!" The plan to capture and kill the Xinghua envoy was a failure. ”

"Hey."

The old sorcerer sneered, and the eerie laughter echoed in the hall, "I can't think of it... There are still such masters in the Xinghua Club! Previously, King Beijing swept the beggar gang, but failed to force out this person... I'd rather suffer a lot of loss of life than expose this master, it seems that this time...... They also have a lot of plans. ”

The witches nodded, and were about to discuss, when the comrades sitting on the left side of the old witch seemed to remember something, and their eyes showed surprise, pointing to the fire moths flying all over the sky and gradually dissipating, and blurted out exclaim.

"No, that's not right! The wounds are burning, the flesh and blood are turned into fire moths, this... This is one of the three blazing blades..."

A sentence woke up the witches beside him, and someone reacted, "Moth! The evil knife moth among the three blazing blades, the sign of killing and hurting people, is exactly how to turn flesh and blood into fire moths! ”

"Really! I remembered it too, but... Hasn't this knife been lost for a long time? ”

"That's right!" The person on the right side of the old wizard followed and exclaimed: "The three blazing famous blades are Feng Yinpeng's highest masterpieces, each one has incredible power, since his death, it is said that the three blades have been lost, how could they suddenly appear here, and hurt the sheep?" Don't... Moths in the hands of the Xinghua Society? ”

"I don't think so." Another sorcerer shook his head, "Feng Yinpeng's only descendant is now in Yingdu, and the moth appears at this moment, so naturally it will only be related to her." What a loss... Phew! It's all about fooling outsiders, it must be in her hands, deliberately putting fake news everywhere, and wanting to hide Feng is true! ”

"Feng Jie?" The sorcerer who recognized the moth first questioned: "This Phoenix Heavenly Maiden has been relying on all directions since her debut, how could she suddenly be involved with Xinghua?" The Feng clan is still providing ordnance to the imperial court and is the designated arms supplier, so it is not reasonable for her to secretly help the Xinghua Society, right? What's in it for her? ”

"Who knows? But don't forget, that slut is always Han Min, a pure-blood human race, and the barbarians in the court, which one will really believe her? As long as she still has a little brain, she will definitely have a plan. ”

Qingyang was just badly damaged, and it was anger that said, "It's very strange for her to lean towards the Beijing Mansion this time, if you want me to say, it must be her who is bad for me, so I should find an opportunity to teach her a lesson." ”

Some of the witches nodded, some hesitated, and the old wizard waved his hand: "At the critical moment, don't care about the side issues, this matter needs to be considered in the long run." ”

"Having said that, since Feng Jie's behavior is abnormal, she is involved again......" The sorcerer pondered for a moment and exclaimed, "Could it be... She's already aware of our actions? That's why ......"

"How so!"

"We are so secretive, how can we see through it with her?"

"Then why did she suddenly join forces with Xinghua? It can't be just a coincidence, right? ”

The more you say, the more I speak, the more shocked and uneasy I become, the old wizard frowned, and shouted: "Give me calm!" ”

The five witches quieted down, their expressions were different, and the old witch looked around at the comrades and said solemnly: "Things have been silently carried out to this point, no matter what accidents are, they can't stop us from succeeding!" What we should do now is to calm down and continue to get the job done. ”

"Yes!" All the sorcerers nodded and shouted slogans in unison: "Blood sacrifice to Yingdu, welcome the true god!" ”

"Blood sacrifice to Yingdu, welcome the true god!"

……

The sound echoed in the darkness, making everything even more hideous.

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Hope that the crowd in the Le Fang Performing Arts Hall will crowd the surroundings, and there are even a large number of people outside the hall who can't squeeze in, blocking the door and window, full of anticipation, waiting for the performance to start.

In the crowd, there are both ordinary citizens and heroes of the rivers and lakes, dragons and snakes are mixed together, but they are not separated from each other, except for the corner of the west side, a small open space is set aside.

In this area, there were more than a dozen people standing, and with only the clothes on their bodies, they forcibly cleared out of the field, so that the others avoided from afar, as if they saw the plague god and did not dare to approach.

These dozen or so people, either rich or noble, are all dressed as beggars, masked with triangular scarves, holding bamboo canes in their hands, and wearing beggar's clothes full of patches.

In the past, these beggars were usually the first to be driven away, and it would be impossible for them to occupy such a large piece of territory, but at this moment, they have their own momentum, which makes people dare not approach.

Standing in front of the beggars, it was a very young beggar, looking at the empty performance stage, his face was expressionless, and the one standing close behind him was Yan Wuju, who was extremely strong, standing out from the crowd, and the momentum was overwhelming, and the rest of the beggars had straight waists one by one, standing in a triangular formation, guarding like an iron bucket, but Huang San was not seen to come out and show his face.

Although everyone in the audience was afraid of this group of beggars, they cast their eyes from time to time and whispered non-stop.

"Are those people a gang of beggars?" A scholar with a puzzled face on his face spoke to his companion, "Isn't the prince sweeping them?" Now that the streets are full of beggars, not half of the beggars can be seen, how can they still be so bold, swaggering, openly moving, and running to listen to music? ”

His companion nodded, "Yes, but why are they masked when they all come to show their faces in public?" Their identities are already capital crimes, so they don't think that if they are not recognized, they will be fine, right? What exactly is this operation? ”

Such a dialogue was staged everywhere in the field, and Dong Pearl was also saying the same thing as Archdeacon Kim.

"What are these beggars going to do?"

Dong Pearl wore a body full of gold and jade, with a dark purple dress, she looked graceful and luxurious, and her bearing was extraordinary, she looked at the group of beggars in a corner of the field from the small window in the back hall, her brows were tightly locked, and she showed a look of horror from time to time.

"I don't know! I don't know how such a group of beggars came about? Archdeacon Jin frowned and looked at the group of beggars in the hall, unable to understand the audacity of this group of uninvited guests.

Dong Pearl said angrily: "Then it doesn't matter." You hurry up and take people and blow them all away, otherwise we will definitely be implicated if we provoke the officers and soldiers later! ”

Archdeacon Jin nodded, immediately ordered a dozen or so security guards, and went out from the side door of the back hall with him, squeezed through the crowd, and came to the group of beggars.

Knowing the truth of the other party, Archdeacon Jin didn't dare to act rashly, made up his mind to salute first and then soldier, and arched his hand towards the young beggar led by him: "This one, Deacon Jin ...... in Xiale Fang"

The young beggar didn't look at Archdeacon Jin, waved his hand, Yan Wuju stood up from behind him with a smile, and arched his hand towards Archdeacon Jin who hadn't finished speaking: "Deacon Jin?" In the beggar gang Yan Wuju. ”

…… Yan Wuju? Who's that? I haven't heard of it!

Archdeacon Jin racked his brains, and he couldn't remember that there was such a person in the beggar gang or even the rivers and lakes, and he was about to make it difficult to drive people away, when suddenly there was a flower in front of him, his head was dizzy, and a threat came from the opposite side like a tide.

The sky is spinning, and the nameless strong man in front of him seems to be expanding rapidly, and in an instant, it turns into a majestic mountain range, cutting through the heavens and the earth, blocking in front of him, and he is constantly getting smaller, as if he is an insignificant ant, as small as dust.

The gap between the two sides can't be tricked, as long as the other side exhales, they can blow themselves to death!

The hairs on his back stood on end, his heart was beating wildly, and he instinctively reminded Archdeacon Jin that he couldn't move rashly, so he could only stand stupidly, and his whole body was in a cold sweat.

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency is so easy to speak, we sincerely cherish your understanding!" Yan Wuju smiled and put his hand down.

The intimidating threat stopped, Archdeacon Jin barely came back to his senses, his whole body was dripping with cold sweat, he didn't dare to say another word, he reluctantly raised his hand, motioned for the security guards to follow, turned around and left, and led everyone back to the backstage.

Along the way, his hands and feet were sore, and he walked extremely hard, and finally went back to the back hall, Archdeacon Jin was already pale, weak, leaning against the wall, standing in front of Dong Zhuzhu, who had a bad face, and spoke with difficulty, with a hoarse voice: "Outside... That's, that's ...... A true master...... Can't afford to mess with ......."

"How can this be?" Dong Pearl saw the appearance of Archdeacon Jin, and knew that Le Fang had nothing to do with those beggars, but looking at the tense atmosphere of everyone outside, he also knew that this matter could not be delayed, so he pondered for a while, and finally called a security guard.

"You...... Hurry up and go out and take the initiative to report to the official! Let's just say that we have beggars here, and their strength is very strong, we don't dare to act rashly, so we can only stabilize them and let the government bring people quickly...... Be sure to show your attitude...... I hope I can get the group out......"

After Dong Pearl finished speaking, she sighed, her face turned blue, and the security guard left, and she and Archdeacon Jin looked at each other and smiled bitterly, secretly thinking that she could only resign herself to fate, hoping that the next performance would end safely, otherwise, a little bit of difference would end up in the death of the entire music square.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the security guard ran out, a little maid ran in and hurriedly came to the head of the regiment to report: "Commander, just now Yan'er came to say that Miss Amber is unwell today and will not come." ”

"What ......" Dong Pearl exclaimed, with a strong dizziness in his brain, he almost sat down directly, and finally held on to the wall, barely holding on.

The little maid hurriedly held Dong Pearl up.

“…… Heaven is going to kill me......"

Dong Zhuzhu's face was pale, cold sweat broke out on his smooth forehead, his chest rose and fell, and he muttered: "The performer is not here, and this group of beggars has been provoked again, maybe... Wait a minute, I will provoke Taiyi Zhenzong and Jingwangfu...... Do you want the whole group to die here today? ”

The inner hall fell into a panic, and the crowd in the hall outside saw that no one had performed on stage for a long time, and no one even came out to explain the situation, only a few security guards came out, went around and went back, and when the hour came, they gradually became noisy and urged.

The situation outside is not good, the inner hall Jin Archdeacon is weak, relying on those guards alone, even the shock may not be able, Dong Pearl sat on a chair with the support of the maidservant, and just didn't know what to do, Coral and Agate came in through the back door to see the situation and ask about the situation.

"Commander, what's wrong?"

"It's not that the kid surnamed Bai wants to perform, but what about others?"

Dong Pearl stretched out his hand to cover his face and sighed: "No one is gone, let's die here together today!" ”

……

The dressing room in the back hall was empty, and the maids and servants who were supposed to be serving had already noticed that something was wrong and ran out to inquire about the situation.

There was a commotion outside, and in the corner of the dressing room, Jiezhi was alone, sitting in front of the mirror table, facing the round mirror in front of her, giving out makeup.

The girl's plain makeup is extremely beautiful, there is no need for makeup, at this moment she is in front of her, not rouge, but a few plates of oil paint, she uses the pen to dip the ink, one stroke to the face, look in the mirror The appearance gradually changes, covering the original face, the thoughts in the brain fluctuate, and the distractions are numerous.

A new stroke was wiped on the face, and the tip of the pen suddenly trembled violently, almost painting his face, Jiezhi came back to his senses suddenly, and threw his hand away in time, but he couldn't help but recall...... A warning that has been echoing in the deepest part of my head for years!

'Give it up! If you dare to go on stage again and continue to sing, sooner or later... It's not you! ”

The nervous and eager female voice seemed to sound in her ears again, Jiezhi trembled, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes, but she couldn't help but think about the scene when she first knew Bai Yefei.

At that time, the sunset was setting, and the young man who did something to himself was beaten by the security guards, his bloody hands covered his white shoes, and the red left behind was so fitting and poignant in the sunset......