Only Fang Fei, with her eyes wide open, looked curiously at the bowl that decided her fate - her long eyelashes fluttering like an innocent child.

Only at this time did the high priest see something like a holy virgin princess in her body.

Just like the girl running in the garden in the past - as supple as a sika deer, with long horns, ready to be slaughtered.

Because there is no power, because there is no protection, I have no choice but to let others slaughter me.

I have no choice but to leave my fate to God for judgment.

This is always the case in this life.

Therefore, I am particularly timid and afraid of getting into trouble.

Just like every time they quarreled, whether His Majesty or His Highness, they would get furious, but I would always give in out of fear and never be able to resist.

She leaned on the back of the chair, her arms stretched out like a casual cross, as if she had already been on the burning platform and was bound. All she had to do was throw a torch under the platform, and the blazing flames would jump up.

Burn yourself until no bones remain.

There is a "tick" sound.

All the people stretched their necks.

The crystal bowl is crystal clear in front of everyone.

The fusion of the two drops of blood - the queen's arm was intact.

Her arm was covered with a strong big hand, and blood was dripping from his hand - and blood was almost dripping from his eyes.

The spikes from the psychic channel were still embedded in his wrists.

The man's big hand and the woman's catkin just covered, wrapped - completely wrapped her.

There was a "pop" sound, as if there was no wind, and the bowl suddenly jumped up and fell to the ground hard, shattering into pieces.

With a "click" sound, everyone could almost hear the sound of blood flowing. It fell to the ground, like a huge fallen star. It was so strangely fused - His Majesty's blood, and Xinya's blood -

Everyone was shocked.

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Chapter completed!