"Thank you, Master, for your success. Hongshang thanked him and refocused on the formation in his hand.

This is a battle of fortune, and she wants to turn the tide and gather the Son of Heaven in the body of Twilight.

It rained in the imperial city for three days in a row, and the rain was so great that the whole world was about to collapse, and the whole imperial city fell into a kind of desolation, and there was no one on the street.

The king of Chu died, the whole world was sad, the heaven and the earth were turned into a vast white, the red clothes in the Sun and Moon Pavilion were pale, the large array was formed, its spiritual power was consumed clean, if it was not cultivated well, I was afraid that it would be difficult to recover, and the life changed against the sky was exchanged for life, and the Wu clan had the mandate of heaven, and it was even more self-destructive to go against the sky.

"Ahem. Hongshang coughed a few words, her eyes looked out of the window, at this moment the rain had stopped, but the sky was still dark, Ling Mo walked in with the medicine, looking at Hongshang's appearance, she felt sorry in her heart, but her eyes were calm, since she had made a choice, there was no room for regret, even if it was suffering, she should taste it herself.

"Master, you're here. ”

"After the funeral is the day of worship, how do you preside over it, I'm afraid that you will lose the face of the Wu clan, and you won't drink the medicine soon, obviously you don't have that ability, you have to be reckless, and let you cultivate in the past, why have I never seen you work so hard." You girl, when you go out once, your heart is wild. ”

Hongsheng's face turned red, the meaning of Ling Mo's words was clear, she lowered her head and did not speak, her hands stirred, and it took a while to recover.

"Master, do you think I will have retribution?" After a long time, Hongshang asked in a low voice, Ling Mo didn't answer immediately, she turned around and glanced at the sky outside the window, "The Wu clan is in charge of the heavens, but fate is never in our hands, so why bother with any retribution, Hongshang, since you have done it, you don't ask about the result, only your heart." ”

"I see. ”

On the third day of the funeral, Twilight Cloud took the time to go to the Sun Moon Pavilion, and his heart tingled slightly when he saw the weak appearance of the red dress, but he quickly put away the pain.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you so sick. Have you invited the witch doctor to come and see you?" asked Twilight with concern, Red Dress bowing her head and just smiling.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, you came to see me, I'm very happy, my illness is not in the way, you must be very busy these days and go back to rest quickly, tomorrow you have to sacrifice to the sky, don't be tired." ”

"You have time to care about me, there are some tonics here, you remember to take them yourself. Twilight left some of the tonics behind, and after a few more words, she let them go.

Leaving the Sun Moon Pavilion, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Twilight's mouth, everything was going perfectly according to his plan, and after tomorrow, things would basically be settled.

The ceremony began in a solemn atmosphere, with a mahogany table on top of the altar with all kinds of magic utensils on the table, and five thousand witches on the side silently chanting incantations, and the sound of the world was filled with beautiful sounds.

Incense was burned at the gate of the palace, and the red maiden costume came, all the way through the ninety-nine eighty-one incense burners, purifying one's body with incense.

The courtiers all bowed down, Twilight Yuntian frowned when he saw that the person who came was Hongsheng, and a very bad feeling hit his heart, only Wu Zhu could preside over the sacrificial ceremony, and the person who appeared now was Hongsheng, either Ling Mo abdicated, or Ling Mo died, no matter what it was, it was not the result he wanted, but now everything is irreversible.