On the altar, the flame continued to burn.

The people, who were bound and in a deep coma, were sent to the altar one by one.

Under the altar, "Jia Luo Yue" slowly got up, and she walked along the steps to the altar step by step, her eyes flashing with a treacherous and sinister light.

She walked to the altar and looked at the people, her eyes gradually becoming crazy, "Bloodletting, worship ancestors!" ”

The High Priest's lowered eyes twitched slightly, and he looked at the innocent people with a pained expression, and asked in a low voice one last time, as if in a supplication, "Do you have to do this?" ”

"Jia Luoyue" glared at him fiercely, his eyes fierce and cold, "If you miss the auspicious time of the sacrifice, will the high priest bear it?!" ”

The high priest clenched his fists inch by inch, and he walked under the statue of the patriarch, clasped his hands together, and said something in his mouth.

Under the winding snake, the luminous light lit up, and the unconscious people, their wrists were cut, and blood dripped down the snake's body along the wrists, and continued to spread forward along the curves of those carvings......

And Rong Ember, as the best sacrifice they carefully selected, was put on the altar with a golden sedan chair.

The curtain of the sedan car was lifted, and a young man dressed in white appeared in everyone's field of vision.

His long thick black hair was draped over his shoulders, his neckline was slightly open, and the sunlight illuminated that piece of skin translucent and white.

He stood there quietly, as if he were stained with nobility, and his temperament was cold and noble, and no one would be allowed to approach the blasphemy.

Rong Ash's gaze was indifferent, he calmly swept towards the altar, but the moment he saw Jia Luoyue's face, his body was completely stiff, and the blood in his body seemed to be condensed.

She......!

Before Rong Ember could do anything, the blood-stained blade landed on Rong Ember's cold white wrist......

The dazzling blood and the cold white skin formed an extremely strong contrast, and the piercing people's eyes trembled slightly.

"Stop!"

Just as the blade was about to pierce the skin on Rong Ash's wrist, a low reprimand suddenly sounded in the distance.

Under the dead silence of the altar, all the people raised their eyes in the direction of shouting stop!

I saw two people approaching in their direction.

At the moment when the two approached, everyone saw the appearance of the woman being supported little by little, and it turned out to be the leader of their Jialuo tribe, Jialuoyue...... Same!

"Dare to sacrifice with living people, do you want to make the ancestors of the Gara tribe angry to death, and then lift the coffin board to scold you unworthy descendants?" Sang Shu's voice was cold, and her gaze was opposite that of Rong Yan on the altar.

Rong Yan's thin and cool eyes finally filled with a shallow smile.

He knew that she would definitely think of a way.

The next moment, he looked at the woman beside Sang Shu, and his pupils trembled again.

"Who are you? Who is in a position to judge the affairs of our Garo? The high priest tensed, his eyes darting back and forth over the woman beside Sang Shu, frightened and uneasy.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you all open your eyes and see clearly, is your obedient leader really the leader who is gentle and compassionate?"

The people under the altar were all stunned, how could they not feel that the previous leader was such a gentle and humble person, who spoke softly and had great love in his heart, how could he do such a terrible thing as sacrificing a living person.

But the leader's face was there, how could they refute it?

They were a people and had no right to disobey any orders of their chiefs.

"Someone! Arrest these two pretending ghosts! ”

Huo Chuchu on the altar, the moment she saw Jia Luoyue's face, her face turned pale for a moment, but her plan was about to come true, and this crucial moment must not be interrupted.

Some of the people raised their weapons and approached Sang Shu and Jia Luoyue.

Sang Shu's eyes were extremely cold, "Huo Chuchu, is your heart weak?" ”

Her eyes were directed at Huo Chuchu in the distance, "With a false face, enjoying all the glory that belongs to Jia Luo Yue, and using the identity of the leader to force the entire tribe to perform living sacrifices, are you worthy of Jia Luo Yue's life-saving grace to you at the beginning?" ”

The three words Huo Chuchu fell into the ears of the tribesmen, and everyone was stunned, and raised their eyes in shock to look at the "Jia Luo Yue" on the altar not far away.

Is she Huo Chuchu?

Huo Chuchu, a woman brought back to the tribe by the original leader, she lost her husband and son, was homeless, and when she was dying, it was the leader who saved her and let her stay in the tribe, treating her like a VIP ......!

"Xiaoyin, every leader of the Garo clan has a birthmark on his shoulder representing the Garo clan, is this thing true?"

Hearing her call her name, she recovered from her messy memories as she walked over to Sang Shu, her gaze falling on the gentle-eyed woman beside her, but much older.

Jia Luoyue looked at Jia Luoyin, her eyes were red, and her eyelashes couldn't stop trembling slightly.

After reacting slowly, Galoyin said stiffly, "Yes, every leader of the Garo clan will have a birthmark on his shoulder. ”

Sang Shu's eyes softened, "Then come and see if she has the same birthmark on her shoulder." ”

Galoyin's eyes were flustered, and she approached step by step, breathing unsteadily.

Walking to Sang Shu's side, she carefully slid down the clothes on Jia Luoyue's shoulders.

The red, butterfly-shaped birthmark was imprinted on the bottom of the eye.

Jia Luoyin's body stiffened, her legs were weak, and she almost fell, but she was fished into her arms by Sang Shu to stabilize her body.

"There really is a birthmark...... There really is a birthmark ......! ”

Galoyin muttered, his eyes in a trance.

Her mother-in-law was dropped......

When did this happen, and why didn't she find out at all?

Can...... But the "mother" on the altar is also very good to her, she spoils her very much, just like her mother!

Jia Luoyue has been imprisoned for too long, and the traces on her wrists that have been imprinted by chains are scarlet and shocking, and only when she kneels on the ground will the traces of her wrists be relieved, so her knees have also left strong bruises, and she can't stand long and begin to feel dull pain.

Huo Chuchu on the altar never thought that he had hidden Jia Luoyue so deeply, and he was still discovered.

The person who discovered it was also the future husband of Galoyin.

She lost her mind for a moment, then tensed her nerves again.

She looked at the half-dyed snake body on the altar—

No way!

This is her last chance!

She wants her husband and sons back!

Can't give up!

Huo Chuchu silently clenched her fingers, and her eyes became gloomy inch by inch, "Arrest them for me!" ”

"No one can interrupt the ceremony! Otherwise—ah! ”

Before Huo Chuchu's words could be finished, a figure approached behind him.

In the next second, the man's cold fingertips grabbed her neck.