This situation also frightened Luoyang, and he hurriedly stopped and did not move. The black humerus butterfly bumped into Luoyang's body without checking, and her chest just hit Luoyang's raised elbow.

That elbow was buried in a second. The current spread through every nerve, and Luoyang's head also had several black lines hanging on it.

There are thousands of coincidences in this world every second, why this one? The golden-robed man looked away.

Whether he had found something, or if he had just happened to glance this way, had no way of knowing. Luoyang took a step forward, and the elbow that was raised backwards was only possible

"Get out". He pulled the black butterfly and hid behind the stele-shaped rock, and he also noticed that the black butterfly's face was red.

The atmosphere between the two was strange and awkward. Luoyang hesitated for a moment, but still leaned into the ear of the black humerus butterfly and whispered: "You listen to what they are saying, and then tell me." Black Humerus nodded.

By this time, Fatima had already walked to the spring pool in the center of the circular platform. The golden-robed man also came to the spring, and he pulled out a gorgeous Persian dagger from his waist, and then whispered something.

Luoyang couldn't understand it, but what was happening on the circular platform reminded him of sacrifices in religion. It would be a pity if Fatima was killed as a sacrifice, she was so young, so beautiful, and her life had just begun.

The black humerus butterfly suddenly leaned into Luoyang's ear, almost close to his ear and said, "They seem to be holding some kind of ceremony, and they want to wake up something." The man in the golden mask was their high priest, and he informed the spirits of his identity, and his name was Alberts. Luoyang nodded.

Now it seems that it is a wise choice to bring the black humerus butterfly, if Xia Chen comes in with him, it is really a pantomime now.

The black humerus butterfly poked its head out of the edge of the rock to look and listen. Luoyang also poked his head out from her shoulder, he tried to avoid touching her body, but the fragrance emanating from her neck and hair penetrated into his nostrils, it was a light and fragrant fragrance, refreshing, full of sultry factors.

His gaze seemed to be drawn by some mysterious magnetic field, and he couldn't help but fall on the snow-white neck of the black humerus butterfly, which was as white and delicate as a swan's neck, like snow on a pear blossom, which would melt when it was hot air.

Luoyang recited a sentence of Amitabha Buddha in his heart, and imagined the appearance of a hundred miles of pampas in his mind, which calmed the thoughts in his heart.

It must be a hundred miles of Pujia, and it doesn't work to be white, because she is too gentle and has no lethality. As a man, sometimes the biggest enemy is instinct.

He was able to control his instincts in a few seconds and regain his composure, which was already better than ninety-nine percent of the men in this world.

It's that good. The black humerus butterfly suddenly turned around. Luoyang didn't have time to dodge, and the faces of the two were pressed together.

Both froze, and the damn feeling of electrocution spread through every nerve in their bodies, sparks and lightning along the way.

Two seconds later, Luoyang shrank back. The black humerus butterfly looked at Luoyang, and her dark eyes were shining.

Luoyang pretended to be calm and didn't explain anything, the last thing he needed on this occasion was to explain. The black humerus butterfly came over, and her plump and delicate red lips were almost on Luoyang's ears: "That high priest Alberts wants to summon the Holy Spirit of the Shadow Chaser Organization, and the Holy Spirit will descend on the body of the Holy Maiden Fatima." Her voice was wrapped in 37 degrees of heat and 82 degrees of humidity, which made Luoyang's ears itch.

"What Holy Spirit?" Luo Yang asked quietly. Black Humerus shook her head: "I don't know." She poked her head out again.

This time, Luoyang learned to be smart, changed the squat to a half-squat, and poked his head out of the top of the black humerus butterfly to see. In this way, the embarrassment of sticking to the face is avoided.

The mind is full of wisdom. At this moment, the high priest Alberts, wearing a golden mask, entered a state of euphoria, the great sage chanted, his hands danced, and the gorgeous Persian dagger shook in his hand, leaving a silver sword light in the firelight.

He was a master with a knife. Luoyang's heart made a judgment. Hei Hudie suddenly turned around, and a face hit Luoyang's pants.

A strange expression suddenly appeared on Luoyang's face. Black Hume Butterfly hurriedly tilted her neck back, staring at Luoyang with big eyes, and she also had a strange expression on her face.

For her, it's more embarrassing than sticking to her face. Luoyang hurriedly squatted down and shifted his attention at the first time: "What's the situation?" The black humerus butterfly leaned over, put it to Luoyang's ear and said, "This ritual is about to begin, the Holy Spirit is about to descend on Fatima, if she can't bear it, she will die." If she succeeds, she will gain great power. After that, the Shadow Warriors of the Shadow Chaser Organization put her under command. ”

"Shadow Warrior, are you the armed men we met when we came?"

"Probably not, listening to Alberts's tone, I guess it's not an ordinary armed man, it's a very powerful Persian warrior." Luoyang nodded, feeling that the trip was worthwhile.

Suddenly, Black Humerus opened its mouth and bit his ear. Luoyang was stunned for a moment, and he didn't dare to turn his head to dodge, but just squinted at the black humerus butterfly.

The black humerus butterfly let go of Luoyang's ears, and also looked at Luoyang's eyes, without dodging, and even with a hint of provocation, there seemed to be words in those eyes.

I bit you, do you dare to bite me? Luoyang was stunned, avoiding the black humerus butterfly's gaze, and poked his head out to see the situation over there.

That's all I can do. The black humerus butterfly also poked her head out to see, and a petal-like pretty face was almost pasted on Luoyang's face.

The man of Baili Pujia should have been her man, and he didn't flirt with it. After this village, there is no such shop.

In the past few days, her ears have been tortured, and there have been accidents one after another just now, and the tofu has been eaten piece after piece, and she doesn't come back with some books, how can she swallow this breath?

This is the mentality of the big-breasted brother. On the circular platform, the ceremony has reached a critical step. Alberts came to the fountain, grasped the blade of the Persian dagger in his left hand, and pulled it down neatly.

The dagger slit through his palm, and a stream of blood ran down his fist and dripped into the pool.

Muhammadi stepped forward and took the Persian dagger from Alberts' hand, and with his left hand he grasped the blade, and pulled it down neatly, and a stream of blood flowed down from his fist and into the fountain.

Then the elders, led by Samanhusseini, sliced their palms with Persian daggers and poured blood into the pool.

The fountain was not large, but it was only twice the size of the bathtub at home, and it was quickly dyed red.

Dressed in white, Fatima walked into the blood-colored pool, then lay down and soaked her entire body in the blood-colored water.