"Ye Qiumeng, I will never believe that Sister Qingcheng is the traitor you call her. I will never believe it."
Amidst the commotion and crowds of people, the heads of the four major families of the Yun Clan followed closely behind the leader of the Yun Clan, Yun Yi. This voice came from behind. It was a young man with fine features and a pair of eyes like grapes in the night, blinking.
There was a mischievous light and full of nervousness, and his facial features were tightly wrinkled together. It seemed that something was troubling him...
This person is not that Qi Duo'er, a woman disguised as a man and mixed in with the crowd.
Standing next to him was a man with a fox-like face, his eyebrows furrowed tightly together, and he was holding Qi Duo'er's hand tightly, fearing that the little girl would jump out accidentally. Now this Jindu
The square was full of people, except for the arrival of the leaders of the three clans, but the bloody man in the center of the square showed that the atmosphere was unusual.
Ye Qiumeng knew that there would be no peace today.
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Cloud Clan, Blood Clan and Moon Clan.
The goddess of the Moon Clan is in the center of the square. She is extremely holy and is believed by the three tribes.
"The Saint of the Moon Clan has arrived..."
With this shout that penetrated the sky, the originally noisy square suddenly became quiet, and countless eyes gathered to look at the woman who was surrounded by people and approached.
Eyes as picturesque, as holy as snow, dressed in white, coming in style...
"Welcome to the Saint..."
Uniform voices rang out in the square. As the three elders knelt down and bowed down under the cross, all the people of the Yue Clan standing in the square saluted along with the three elders, while the people outside the Yue Clan also bowed their heads slightly.
, to show respect.
The Saint of the Moon Clan has great prestige among the three clans, and she is also the belief in everyone's hearts.
"Everyone please get up!"
Sheng Yingxue was dressed in white, with a veil on her face. She was followed by three other elders, and six maids in white followed closely behind her.
The voice is crisp and sweet, soft and beautiful, which makes everyone who hears it feel comfortable and sigh, it is indeed the style of a saint from the Moon Clan...
Sheng Yingxue's eyes slowly swept across the crowded square. She knew that today was an important day for her. As long as the saint's passing ceremony was held, she would be the real saint of the Yue Clan...
She also knew that Xia Qingcheng was in the Yun Clan at this moment, and the killings along the way could not stop her from entering this land, so today was the moment for their real confrontation. Thinking of this, the cruel look in Sheng Yingxue's eyes
Spicy flashed by...
Her eyes slowly scanned the entire Jindu Square, and everyone's eyes showed admiration and awe. This was the glory she wanted, and no one was allowed to destroy it, not even her adoptive father.
He glanced sideways at the three elders under the cross and nodded slightly, seeming to have reached some kind of consensus.
"Is this the person who broke into the palace last night and wanted to kill me?"
Sheng Yingxue's eyes slowly raised up and landed on the man in blood-clothed clothes who was tied high on the cross. His eyes were full of confusion...
At this time, the three elders under the cross stood up and bowed respectfully to Saint Yingxue, "The saint is compassionate and cannot bear to kill, but this assassin is indeed bold. Today, I will perform a fire sacrifice here to serve as a warning to others.
The second is to warn his accomplices not to act rashly, today is definitely an extremely important day for the Holy Lady, and no one can be allowed to ruin it."
As soon as the Great Elder finished speaking, the originally silent square suddenly erupted with earth-shaking shouts, "Kill, kill, kill... Anyone who misbehaves with the Holy Lady will be killed without mercy, without mercy..."
Angry emotions spread throughout Jindu Square, which is what the people want.
Very well, Sheng Yingxue's noble, noble and kind image left a deep impression on everyone's heart, and now everyone is protecting her...
The golden sun hung high in the sky, its fiery light falling. The man in blood-clothed clothes lowered his head quietly, still without any reaction. Is he dead? No one knows...
"Everyone, even though this person is guilty, Yingxue still wants to wait for his father to deal with it personally..."
Sheng Yingxue covered her cold smile and said softly. This sentence made everyone even more fond of her...
"Ye Qiumeng, why do I hate this saint so much? I find her disgusting and pretentious. It's Sister Qingcheng who makes me like her. That's right..."
Qi Duo'er's brows were tightly knitted together, with a look of disgust on his face. Ye Qiumeng's fox-like eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he knew everything, but he didn't say anything, just cleverly
Covering Qi Duoer is a protective gesture.
Just then...
"Yingxue, where is your mother?"
Just as everyone was looking at Sheng Yingxue in admiration and awe, a thunderous roar resounded throughout the square...
Isn't it Cang Han who is dressed in black and walking quickly?
His hair seemed a little messy, his face was full of anxiety, and his eyes were blood red and he was running towards me.
"It's the patriarch, the patriarch..."
"What happened?"
It seems that Cang Han's eyes are urgent and he is embarrassed. Gradually, there are low voices in the square, and everyone is full of doubts...
"Canghan, calm down..."
As Cang Han's figure ran towards him, a figure in blue followed closely behind him, his eyes full of anxiety. Who was Yun Yi? His face no longer had the usual cheerful smile, but his eyes were full of seriousness...
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Cang Han's handsome face was wrinkled tightly, his hands tightly grasping Sheng Yingxue's shoulders, his eyes were already red, filled with anger, anxiety, and disappointment...
"Xueer, where is your mother?"
Everyone in the square seemed to be at a loss by this scene and had no idea what was going on. But seeing Cang Han looking like this, even grabbing the saint's arm with red eyes, something must be fishy...
"Father, what's wrong with you?"
The white veil covered Sheng Yingxue's cheek, and her expression could not be seen clearly, but a soft voice sounded, full of innocence...
"Yingxue, the matter can be big or small. If something goes wrong with Shuiyun, no one can protect you..."
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