The first side of the father and adopted daughter 5
Luo Jia frowned: "Who is it?"
"Judging from the direction indicated on the sign, this vicious curse should come from the southwest."
Luo Jia's eyes turned to the southwest. According to the terrain, he guessed that there was the Yan Kingdom that had long surrendered.
"Could it be that the Yan Kingdom hired a wizard to do this?" This is reasonable and reasonable. They already hate the Northern Kingdom.
"No. The Yin Qi of this lottery is too strong. The country of Yan belongs to Yang and is the location of the God of Fire. They don't have such a strong aura, so it shouldn't be them."
"Check it right away."
"yes."
Luojia walked out of the altar upset. That night, the moonlight was hazy and the woods were gloomy.
"Swish, swish, swish," the sound of cracking silk, he subconsciously and quietly hid behind a big tree.
Under the moonlight, the girl in white gauze holds the same gauze garment in her hand, full of resentment, as if the gauze garment is her formidable enemy. There is nothing more disturbing than calculating the date of death day by day.
It was a matter of fear. A sacrifice to God, the purity represented by white - in this life, she could never think of a more filthy color than white. She wanted to tear it to pieces, and wanted to tear all the white into pieces, and then, with
All the whiteness will perish together.
There was the sound of footsteps, and she stopped moving, her eyes frightened. How could there be any outsiders here besides herself? This is in front of the Holy Virgin Princess's dormitory. It is even more hidden than the Silent Forest. Who dares to come?
She became panicked and a little scared: "Who is it? Who is it?"
"Besides me, who else can enter here?"
The torn white gauze, all white on the ground, seemed like a broken heart, cracked with anger. The girl's hands were shaking slightly, and Luo Jia looked down. It was an ancient book inlaid with turquoise, with a cover.
, is a naked-chested male genital worship god - the great god worshiped by the North! And Fang Fei, her feet are stepping on it, and her snow-white bare feet are trampling on it, trampling on the great god she wants to serve.
above!
I wish I could trample him to death!
Luo Jia's eyes almost burst out with fire, and an uncontrollable anger surged in his chest. He suddenly reached out and picked her up - just like he did when he was a child, he grabbed her. A few feet away in front of him, the candle flame was extinguished.
It is the bedchamber of the Holy Virgin Princess.
A large stone room, with only one candle lit, was deserted and filled with a strange atmosphere. Luojia let go of his hand, and Fangfei fell to the ground, like a nimble deer, struggling, jumping up, and immediately ran to the corner
, separated by a long distance. There was a dangerous atmosphere in the silence. She had never heard Luojia's rapid breathing. It was a prelude to rage. He was already angry. Luojia was really angry. She curled up
My body just wants to hide as far away as possible
The better, the further away the better... However, the house is only so big, and the walls are made of hard granite. There is only one open window. Her eyes fell on it, like prey in a desperate situation, but Luo Jia was tall.
His body was already blocked in front of the window. He was a king, the winner of many years of war. As soon as he entered the battlefield - the battlefield - he naturally observed the terrain and grasped the overall situation in the most advantageous way. This was what he had been accustomed to for many years.
As a result.
He didn't look at the shivering girl in the corner, but looked around. The very simple house was neat and tidy, and filled with an atmosphere unique to girls. Rows of stone bookshelves were neatly stacked with a variety of ancient books.
, at first glance, there is nothing strange.
He took a few steps forward and walked around the bed. This bed was a forbidden place, with tender branches of apples and the fragrance of future apples on it. At this point, even the high priest could not move forward. She only belonged to Fang Fei.
, in her girl's world, there are only a few taboos and secrets - that is her own territory.
She opened her eyes wide in fear and wanted to tell him to stop, but she didn't dare. Her voice was stuck in her throat and she couldn't utter it.
Luo Jia stopped and suddenly looked back at her. In front of her, a large piece of black paper hung down, covering the row of dressing rooms - she also made the dressing rooms into bookshelves. Inside, there were several white gauze skirts floating in the air.
.
Luo Jia stretched out his hand and pulled down the black paper with a clatter.
The hangers are full of idols: all the idols and dolls worshiped in the North: the God of Zongmu, the God of the Jungle, the God of Rain, the God of Love and Fertility, as well as the ancestors in the history of the North...
At first glance, nothing looked out of the ordinary, but soon, I discovered that these dolls were covered with thin shining silver light, and their heads, throats, and chests were filled with thin spikes...
Fang Fei's body kept retreating, clinging to the corner of the wall, as if she wanted to penetrate the thick stone wall and fly away.