Jin Yuan withdrew her gaze and glanced at everyone present. She didn't see the whereabouts of Ming Ye and Chu Yi, so she asked doubtfully.
Hui Mao shook his hand mysteriously: "They heard that the Wuyue tribe would have a sacrifice today, so they secretly went to the temple..."
At this point, Huimao shrugged again and sighed: "They are looking for you, Sister A-Yuan, but they never expected that Sister A-Yuan, you would appear at the sacrificial ceremony!"
"Didn't you and I not expect that?" Jin Yuan asked with a disapproving smile.
"Yeah...what exactly does the demon want?" Gray Hair asked, blinking his eyes.
Jin Yuan curled her lips, sighed, and said in a low voice: "I'm just worried that the demon will be harmful to Zhuo Bingshan!"
She wasn't worried at all about her current situation... But she just woke up and went to the altar of the Wuyue tribe, and she didn't understand the demon's true plan!
But she would meet Grayfur and the others here, which was beyond her expectation!
As she thought this, she turned her eyes towards the confrontation between Changsun Yan and the Wuyue clan leader.
"Chief Wuyue, if you don't want to fight with us, you'd better order someone to let the queen go!"
After Changsun Yan said this coldly, he winked at the other elite soldiers.
The elite soldiers understood this and all grabbed the Wuyue tribesmen who were kneeling next to them, and swung their swords across their necks.
The leader of the Wuyue clan was also stunned. He didn't expect that Zhang Sunyan would fall out as soon as he said he would.
He hesitated for a long time, not knowing what to say. While he was anxious, a handsome man in a moon-white gown slowly walked towards them and said with a faint smile: "This is a misunderstanding. Please don't be angry, Mr. Changsun..."
We don’t know that the girl on the altar is the queen of your country. Furthermore, it is God’s will to choose her, and we will not harm the queen!”
"Who is this man?"
Jin Yuan looked at this handsome young man and found that his attire was very different from other Wuyue tribe members. Every move he made exuded an elegant temperament.
"He is the priest of the Wuyue tribe!" Hui Mao had a good impression of this priest, and explained with a smile: "I think this priest is the most normal among the entire Wuyue tribe, although his temperament is a bit colder..."
Although Hui Mao had a good impression of the priest, Luo Hen didn't have a good attitude.
"Hmph, what is God's will? I think it's clearly your own will?"