Eight giant pillars, 80,000 years of time, bits and pieces of thousands of years of time, what is left at this time are only those patterns to prove that they once truly existed.
Xiaoyao looked at the giant pillar and learned about the Wuming Clan. He raised his eyes, looked at the wall unintentionally, and said to Mu Ye Canfeng beside him: "Canfeng, look at the wall!"
"What happened to the wall?" Mu Ye Canfeng seemed a little strange and looked at the surrounding walls for a moment.
The writing on the wall was extremely clear, as if it had just been written on it, without any trace of time.
Desire, blood sacrifice!
Four words simply explain everything extremely clearly.
Xiaoyao and Mu Ye Canfeng slowly looked at each other, and a different emotion seemed to flash through their golden eyes and black eyes.
"Are you going to die or am I going to die?" Xiaoyao asked with a smile, without any pressure at all.
"What do you think?" Mu Ye Canfeng pinched Xiaoyao's face, and the gentleness in his golden eyes remained the same as before.
"If you don't want to die, let's go!" Xiaoyao pulled Mu Ye Canfeng and started to walk back.
Mu Ye Canfeng stopped and asked, "Are you going back now?"
"Of course I'm going back. Why are you staying here if you don't want to die? Go home and give birth to a son!" Xiaoyao said without restraint. When Mu Ye Canfeng heard her talk about giving birth to a son, a gleam appeared in his eyes.
"Give birth to a son! This is fine!" Mu Ye Canfeng's tone began to become a little angry. Xiaoyao raised his head, and a black shadow instantly suppressed him.
A pair of warm lips were attached to her lips, and an extremely familiar breath surrounded Xiaoyao.
A gentle touch, as gentle as boiled water, but with a lasting taste.
Xiaoyao raised the corners of his lips and hugged Mu Ye Canfeng's neck from behind. He opened and closed his lips slightly, opened his white teeth slightly, and bit Mu Ye Canfeng's sexy lips. In an instant, an electric current began to flow from his lips.
Mu Ye Canfeng's body felt like his blood was surging.
Opening his teeth slightly, Mu Ye Canfeng wanted to bite Xiaoyao, but the distance between the two people was too close, and his teeth hit each other hard.
"Uh..." Xiaoyao groaned in pain and wanted to leave Mu Ye Canfeng.
But his hand was attached to the back of her head at some point, completely confining her in his own domain.
The kiss became fierce at some point, and Mu Ye Canfeng quickly entered Xiaoyao's mouth like a burning fire.
Strong winds came and heavy rains started.
Xiaoyao felt like a drowning person, completely immersed in the fierce and passionate kiss. Her tongue was tightly bound by the burning tongue, and she seemed to be someone dependent on him. Her breathing gradually became deeper and deeper.
, it seems like the luxury in the tense atmosphere before the rainstorm.
Mu Ye Canfeng's hand touched Xiaoyao's delicate back gently and slowly, as if pairs of small hands were constantly teasing Xiaoyao's heart.
"Xiaoyao!" Mu Ye Canfeng suddenly let go of her, put his lips next to her ear, and called her softly.
"Hmm! What?" Xiaoyao asked with a slightly breathy voice.
"I must have the Nameless Art!" Mu Ye Canfeng said firmly.
Xiaoyao was stunned, her hands clenched for a moment, and she fell silent.
"But you, I want it even more." Mu Ye Canfeng's words rang out again.
The meaning of the words was unclear, so Xiaoyao looked up at him in surprise and asked: "What do you want?"
"Not so good?" Mu Ye Canfeng smiled slightly, lowered his head, and kissed her lips slowly. His long silver hair blocked Xiaoyao's sight, making her view somewhat unreal.
"Wait for me here obediently! If you see me die, you will have to die for your love!" Mu Ye Canfeng said jokingly, and slowly let go of Xiaoyao's hand.
His words made Xiaoyao's heart tighten. Just when she was about to reach out to pull Mu Ye Canfeng, she suddenly found that her body seemed to be restrained and she was completely unable to move.
"Mu Ye Canfeng, what did you do to me?" Xiaoyao asked immediately, looking straight at Mu Ye Canfeng's back. I don't know if it was her imagination, but why did she feel Mu Ye Canfeng at this time?
The wind conveyed an indescribable loneliness.
It's like, like being abandoned!
But isn't she by his side?
Why? Why do you show that expression?
"Xiaoyao, I really like you!" Mu Ye Canfeng did not look back, but spoke lightly, with an indescribable flavor in his tone.
How should I put it? Xiaoyao felt an indescribable bitterness! His heart seemed to be blocked by something, and it was extremely boring.
"I like you too!" Xiaoyao said quickly, not sure if he was afraid that he would not have a chance to speak in the future.
"Really?" Mu Ye Canfeng turned around, looked at her with golden eyes, and asked extremely seriously.
"It has to be true!" Xiaoyao said firmly, then she looked at him and said: "Look! I touched you, looked at you, kissed you, and I like you. Isn't it unfair for you to do this to me? Be good.
!Let me go!”
"No! You took advantage of me, so I should treat you like this!" Mu Ye Canfeng looked at Xiaoyao with a smile, and there seemed to be an indescribable joy in his eyes.
"Fuck you, Mu Ye Canfeng, let me go quickly! I don't want Wumingjue anymore, and you don't want it either. Damn blood sacrifices, you believe in bird feathers!" Xiaoyao said a few words, which were completely full of expletives.
The image collapsed instantly, but she has always been like this. Rabbits will bite people when they are anxious, but it is good for people not to bite rabbits when they are anxious.
"I have known about the blood sacrifice for a long time." Mu Ye Canfeng dragged Xiaoyao, who was about to explode, back to the original place with one word.
He has known about the blood sacrifice for a long time, so, he...
"Mu Ye Canfeng, you lied to me!" Xiaoyao looked at him with a slightly angry look in his eyes.
He knew that he wanted to bring her here, what exactly did he want to do?
"No! I just didn't say it!" Mu Ye Canfeng looked at Xiaoyao with a smile, then gently touched her face with his hand and said: "Xiaoyao, I won't die that easily, believe me."
"I believe in your sister!" Xiaoyao glared at Mu Ye Canfeng fiercely, and then said: "I am a human being, why don't you use my blood? Aren't you the Lord of Heaven? If you die, what will happen to the Kingdom of Heaven?