58.Sixth Night: The Altar (1)
In my life, I have neared death many times. Only this time, the death was real and clear. That fear, instinctive, is completely uncontrollable. Sitting on the sunny grassy slope, gasping for breath, Ye Yao still had palpitations.
Her life is precious, if she wanted to do it again, she was afraid that she would not choose to block the killing blow for Jin Yu.
Fortunately, the dream demon did not lurk in her dream, and as soon as she "died", her dream collapsed directly, and the survivors returned to Emperor Ming's dream.
However, time does not seem to be at the starting point.
Although it is still Qingjin Mountain, there is almost no trace left by the thunder and fire and destruction of the world when everyone used the Ten Directions Heaven and Earth Demon Punishment Array to fight with the Dream Demon, and all places have been cleaned and leveled, and even a lot of temples and halls have been built.
On the other side of the hillside, Jin Yu sat alone on the stone pile, looking into the distance and ignoring anyone; Ao Muqian was tied up by the blood-stained Canglang Silk and thrown into the enchantment under the big tree; Liu Qi turned into a snake body that was only half cut and stared at her intently; Xuan Zhenzi and the others studied the "A Drop in the Sea" sand table and probed the traces of the dream demon.
Ten people came, and now ...... Only they remained.
Lu Ji, Bi Meng, and Lei Tingsheng are all very young, descendants of the Protoss, and proud sons of the sky, who thought it was an ordinary exam, but they threw their lives in an unimaginable place. Although they have done something wrong, why should their relatives suffer the pain of losing their loved ones?
Back then, when the news of her death was reported back to Fusang Palace, how sad her mother and brothers were. Why should they be innocent? We want to weep for her, who is not related by blood.
Thinking of "relatives", Ye Yao had mixed feelings in her heart, and she was uncomfortable for a while.
"I have a letter here. β
Meng Xu'an suddenly came over and said mysteriously.
Ye Yao was startled, she was really not vigilant enough against the breath of mortals, if Meng Xu'an stabbed her just now, I am afraid that she would be able to succeed easily.
"What letter?" she asked, clutching her chest.
Meng Xu'an took out a silver "leaf" and put it in her hand.
Hyunmitsu's letter to the Dream Demon. He said that all he had to do was burn the letter in front of the Dream Demon. The Dream Demon knew what he meant, and he let everyone go. β
After taking the "leaves", Ye Yao will be skeptical. Tick it out, sniff it, and I really can't see why. He handed it back to him and said, "You take it, and use it if you find an opportunity." β
"You mean, if you don't have a chance to use it, you'll die?" Meng Xu'an took the letter back, carefully carrying it back into his arms.
Ye Yao patted him on the shoulder, "It's hard for you to be so righteous and make a special trip to deliver the letter." If you die accidentally, my friend will bury you well. β
"What nonsense!"
Meng Xu'an slapped her hand away, clasped her arms and said, "This king is an orthodox royal bloodline. Even if you die, you will be buried in a grand manner, so why do you need to count on your friends to help?!"
"Oh, that's really...... Congratulations. Ye Yao rolled her eyes.
Meng Xu'an patted her on the shoulder, "Moreover, as my quasi-princess, you can also be buried in the prince's mausoleum." The prince has always been thoughtful in his work, and in a few years, he will succeed a clan to be our son. You have taken advantage of me for nothing, and you will be able to enjoy the incense offerings of your heirs in the future. β
Ye Yao took a deep breath and resisted the urge to hit mortals.
"I'm a demon, and when I die, I'm gone. You are a human being, and you could have been reincarnated after you died, but it's a pity...... If this letter is useless, you will be refined here, and there will not be a wisp of spirit left. The so-called heir incense is meaningless!" she said angrily.
Meng Xu'an's face fell, and he came to her, and said a little unwillingly: "Isn't that even a chance to become a fierce spirit, a resentful spirit, and harm others?"
Ye Yao sneered, nodded at his forehead and said, "Do you think that the fierce spirits and resentful spirits are changed casually?"
"You're smilingβ"
Meng Xu'an tilted his head, and suddenly said seriously: "Ye Yao, remember how you feel now." Don't be sad anymore, do what you want to do, and find a way to do it if you can't do it. β
Ye Yao was stunned, it turned out that he was here to comfort himself.
It seems that he has really never been worried, and if he wants a fan, he will beg his royal brother, and if he can't do it, he will risk death to see his father, and even promised to marry her as a princess in order to go to the fief to control the water.
This mortal lives better than a half-demon!
"Ahh
Hurriedly spread out his hands, sacrificed the floating light fan, and held it in front of Meng Xu'an, "This fan, I am here with the prince, and I have injected some spiritual power into it." Although it is a bit reluctant to control the water, it is still possible to protect oneself in times of crisis. You try!"
Holding the "Peach Blossom Fan" in his hand, watching its extremely exquisite style and splendid painted flowers, Meng Xu'an couldn't help but want to laugh.
"It's pretty good...... This flower ......"
I really can't imagine what it was like for the ancestor of the Su family to kill the enemy on the battlefield with such a delicate fan.
In Ye Yao's expectant gaze, he fanned awkwardly, and hurriedly nodded in praise, "Wellββ, it's pretty cool!"
......
"The Dream Demon coincides with His Majesty's position, and he is close to His Majesty. It's troublesome now, and the formation won't work anymore. Xuan Zhenzi said worriedly.
"What kind of place is this?" Tang Feng asked, pointing to the overlapping position of the two stars.
Xuan Zhenzi pinched his fingers and counted, "Yuanqiu Palace, not far from the sacrificial rooftop." β
"It's not a season, what is Your Majesty doing there?" asked Murong Jin, holding his chin.
Xuan Zhenzi shook her head, "It's not clear. Looking at the state of restoration of the vegetation here, it has been at least ten years later. The first emperor has long since died, and His Majesty's ascension to the throne is not short. β
"Your Majesty's dream, why is it so jumping? It was still fighting and killing a moment ago, and it will be ten years later so soon?" Tang Feng said in surprise.
Liu Qi came over with a letter and said in a hoarse voice: "When the dream is over, the nightmare is about to begin." β
Although he turned into a half-cut small snake, it still made Xuan Zhenzi and them nervous.
As a pure person, they have caught countless demons, but it is the first time they have encountered such a high demon, and they are supported by Kunlun immortals who kill people without blinking an eye and Yunmeng with high spiritual power, they really can't be provoked!
Ye Yao walked over and said casually: "Maybe it's to sacrifice the Emperor Ding." β
"Emperor Ding, ritual vessel?" Meng Xu'an, who was walking behind, was confused.
Born in the palace and raised in the imperial city, he has participated in countless sacrifices since he was a child, but he has never heard of this thing.
"That's right, it's a sacrifice to the emperor! Your Highness said that the ritual utensils are roughly the same. Liu Qi followed Ye Yao's feet and circled all the way to her wrists.
Ye Yao's scalp was a little numb, but out of politeness to his elders, he could only let him use himself as a ladder.
Tang Feng frowned, "How do you know?"
"Of course, this sacrifice of the old man is on the spot. Liu Qi stretched out his head and sighed coldly at him.
The sideburns instantly frosted, and Tang Feng almost fell down.