She couldn't believe it, so she stood up, sat down again, and then stood up again, repeating this process, her heart agitated. When she finally wanted to see what it was, she discovered that the hollow apple was also empty inside.
Nothing at all.
It turned out that the prince had no choice. He just came to say goodbye and say goodbye to himself.
Only then did she remember that the prince had always been mean and cold to her in front of Luo Jia. Now that she thought about it, he was afraid of his father and knew that Luo Jia hated her and wanted to kill her, so he kept away from her.
.So, how could he save himself? Moreover, as a very sick person, how could he think of any way to save himself?
She put the apple aside and sat still on the marble floor, her knees shaking slightly, and she fell into complete despair. Waiting for death, she had no choice but to wait for death.
In the huge square, firewood began to pile up.
This year's carnival was brought forward and merged with the Rain Praying Festival. A high wooden platform was built, which was a spectacle that happened once every eighteen years, attracting countless people to watch.
The wooden platform was made of huge palm branches, with a row of crosses covered with flowers in the middle. In the memory of the high priest, every eighteen years, the most beautiful, gentle and kind-hearted girl in the North would
Lying like an obedient lamb on this cross full of flowers, she showed her most beautiful face in the fire. Then, slowly, with her purest soul, she ascended to the sky, reaching heaven, bringing good weather to the north.
, invincible, prosperous.
This is the kind of beauty he longs for most, and it is also the most shocking. Therefore, he personally inspects every detail and must not neglect any details. He wears a large black robe and a tall hat. Under the hat, his hair is
Her hair was formed into little braids, and her face, which was full of scars, suddenly showed a trace of surprise and uneasiness:
This sacrifice seems less holy.
If so, will God be angry?
In the distance, Luojia stood under the umbrella and was also inspecting this scene. Unlike the high priest, he was in a very heavy mood. He had already witnessed this sacrificial ceremony once and would never forget it. The young lady was struggling in the sea of fire.
The figure and the whimpering cries are simply chilling.
He thought that he had made up his mind many times that as long as he had power, he would abolish this terrible bad habit. But why is it being encouraged today? Is it because she is not his daughter? Just because she is a girl who has subjugated her country.
? He felt so melancholy in his chest and fell into confusion, not knowing whether all this was right or wrong.