At this time, the old woman looked at Alan Aju, "These two slaves and maids have sinned heinous and caused sinners to defile the sacred tree, and they should be sacrificed with blood to ask for forgiveness from the sacred tree." ”

Situ Yan's face suddenly changed, and she couldn't help but be taken aback, frowning, "No, Alan Aju is my daughter, and they can't be sacrificed in blood!"

The old woman said: "Young patriarch, if you don't sacrifice the blood of the two of her, but you have to use millions of people to sacrifice blood, how to weigh the weight, the young patriarch can't be willful." ”

Hearing this, Situ Yan's eyes widened in surprise, and she couldn't speak. She covered her face tightly with her hands, her brow twitched between her fingers, as if she was tightly suppressing her sadness, and tears silently overflowed from the corners of her eyes and ran down her fingers.

She bit her lip tightly, her face turned pale, her whole body trembled slightly, she choked and whispered, "Alan Aju can't die." ”

Hearing this, Alan Aju was like five thunderbolts, and she froze there all of a sudden, the muscles on her face twitching painfully.

Alain's face turned sallow, his eyes filled with a bit of despair, and he said, "Patriarch, the slave is willing to sacrifice blood. ”

Situ Yan was in a state of half-dementia, and muttered to herself: "Alan Aju..."

Coming back to her senses in an instant, Situ Yan looked at the woman, she pouted, pulled the woman's sleeve, there were a little tears in the corners of her eyes, her lips were white, her lips trembled, and before she could speak, she cried with a whimper.

Situ Yan's tears were like springs, she looked heartbroken, and she choked up and said: "Mother, Alan Aju and Agui Amu are all my childhood playmates, and they are like siblings, so I can't let them be sacrificed in blood!" ”

Situ Cao's face was solemn and indifferent. She is the patriarch, focusing on the overall situation and protecting everyone with a small family, which is what she has to choose.

Alan looked at Situ Yan and said, "Young Patriarch, Alan Aju is a sinner, and he is willing to be punished with death and sacrifice the lives of millions of people, it is better to die for me and Aju." If there is an afterlife, Alan is willing to work for the young clan for a long time. ”

"It's the same with Ju. ”

Alan Aju's heart was slashed by a knife, and her eyes were immediately covered by a layer of mist. They laughed and laughed and cried, tears falling to the ground.

Situ Yan also looked at the two of them, her face twitched in pain, and suddenly her mouth pouted, and she cried sadly, and tears rolled out of her eyes in strings.

She cried like a child and hugged Alan and Aju tightly.

At this time, the old woman said: "Come on, set up the altar, blood sacrifice!"

...

Kunlun, Xuan Yuzong.

The four-peak waterfall pours down from the top of the peak, flows into the lake below the peak, stirring up a mist, and between the hazy and hazy, you can vaguely see the white waterfall mixed between the green mountains and green moss, and the sound of the crisp water flowing in your ears is the crisp sound of the water.

The seven courtyards, the four peaks, and the two districts were filled with a tense atmosphere.

The main hall of the Spiritual Temple.

On the Xuanwu chair sat Bai Jingcang, who was wearing a purple robe, he pondered quietly, his brows furrowed, his face solemn, and he let out a long sigh from time to time.

He had never been so depressed and impatient, and these three days, just three days, he felt longer than the hundred thousand years he had lived.

On both sides of the main hall sat the ten elders of the Xuan Imperial Palace, as well as three unfathomable middle-aged men sent from the Ouyang family in the Imperial City. Knock knock

There was a layer of gloom between everyone's eyebrows, and this gloomy cloud soon enveloped the entire hall.

Mo Aotian's white face, worried expression, and tightly locked thick eyebrows were depressed, as if he was pressing thousands of tons of heavy stones in his heart.

He stood up suddenly, guilt and remorse gnawing at his heart like a worm, his two sword eyebrows squeezing towards the center of his eyebrows, his face twitching in pain.

He felt a faint pain in his heart, and criticized himself with self-blame, "It's all because Mo Mouhu is suspicious, I don't mean the seriousness of the matter, I should have lost contact with the students, and immediately entered the cemetery to find out, if it wasn't for my momentary luck, the students would not have lost their souls, and Lin Heng's life and death were uncertain." ”

"Yan Xiao is also responsible. The muscles on his face twitched violently, and he wanted to pull his aching heart out.

"Yang Chen is also responsible. His thick eyebrows were furrowed.

Although Bai Jingcang was calm, he could still see a dark shadow of sorrow in his eyes. "You don't have to blame yourself too much, it's my fault as the head of a sect, it's Bai Mou who was confused and committed this heinous crime. ”

Two days ago, he suddenly found that his divine consciousness had an additional cyan mark, the power of this mark was unfathomable, even he couldn't reach it, if it wasn't for the automatic elimination of the mark, maybe his body would have been controlled by this mark, and his divine sense would have been hidden, suppressed by the mark, there would be no Bai Jingcang in this world.

As for where this mark came from, Bai Jingcang didn't know, and his memory seemed to be missing a certain paragraph, and he didn't know what happened in the tomb at all, and he didn't even know that he had been to Longhua Village.

Mo Aotian and the three of them couldn't help but be taken aback at that time, and frowned, because Bai Jingcang didn't know about it, as if they were outsiders.

It was so weird, so unpredictable, so confusing, they had no clue at all, and they had completely lost the ability to think about this strange thing.

The three middle-aged men from the imperial city of Ouyang were led by a dignified body and a dignified appearance. A pair of eyes shot cold stars, and the two curved eyebrows were like paint. The chest is broad, and there is the majesty of ten thousand invincibles.

The aura released from his body is even more fierce, and the murderous aura is heavy, like a soldier who has been on the battlefield for a long time and has been in a hundred battles. In the entire hall, his anger is the heaviest, and his cultivation is also the deepest, at least above the fifth realm.

There was a slight stubble on his face, and his skin was dark, which should have been washed and polished by the years, and his fingertips were slightly black, as if they had been smoked, and there was a faint burst of fire.

He was dressed in a black robe, embroidered with red eyes and black dragons. He is burly, tall and big.

He suddenly said: "Listening to the narration of the second son of Xuan Ming, my ancestor concluded that the tomb is the tomb of an emperor in the ancient period, and it is very likely to be the tomb of the emperor in the early ancient period!"

Two cold lights shot out of his eyes, and his eyes were like torches.

He also said: "The primeval period is five million years, the medieval period is 300,000 years, the ancient period is ten million years old, and this tomb is tens of millions of years old, and no one has found it for so many years, why did it appear in your Kunlun." ”

"Now we have been looking for the world where this tomb is hidden for several days, but we have found nothing, there is not even a trace of its existence, it seems to have disappeared out of thin air, this tomb world has wings and flies away?"

"If Lin Heng has three longs and two shorts, your Xuanyuzong and even the entire Kunlun will also be implicated!"

Hearing this, Bai Jingcang and the others felt pressure, it was really the man's aura that was too strong, and the strong and powerful voice revealed a shocking and terrifying deterrent.

And his words hit the nail on the head, which made Bai Jingcang and the others secretly surprised in their hearts.

...

To be continued