The sky is full of sunset, enveloping the grassland into a hazy warm color, and the green grass blades reflect the dusk, and the red silk flies.

The sound of drums and singing in unison, with only the simplest tones and chanting, brings out the atmosphere of celebration and joy to the extreme.

"Bye-"

The High Priest picked up a pinch of cinnabar powder and flicked it towards Ahya and Zangta, leaving a blood-red trail on Ahya's face.

She pursed her lips slightly, without much expression, and the agate beeswax and turquoise piled on top of her head were bright, making her look amazingly bright.

The Sirius idol towered high, looking down on his devotees.

Ahya closed her eyes, bowed slightly, and folded her palms up and down, matching her forehead......

Chapter 379 Your husband, it's obviously me I'm hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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