The soldier's voice sounded very proud. As he spoke, he refused to let go of the spear in his hand. When he turned his head and looked back at the general in armor, his eyes were full of yearning, obsession and respect for the high priest.
"Take them all and put them in jail!"
The general walked around a few people on the big horse, and his majestic voice suddenly fell.
As soon as his words came out, the soldiers surrounding Rong Xiyue and others with their glowing white spears trembled one after another. From inside the spears, mechanisms suddenly appeared, and silver threads were in mid-air.
They quickly intertwined and formed a net, surrounding these people.
The spear not only locks the power of several people, but also makes people paralyzed. The more talented people are, the heavier the fatigue on their bodies is. Their spirits are struggling, fighting to push away those people.
The soldiers, look, are powerless.
Rong Xiyue felt like this for a moment, her whole body was weak and exhausted, and even the hand holding the golden egg relied on willpower.
When the silver wire network fell, the golden fine lines on the surface of the golden egg gave off a faint light, which was very short-lived.
But in this brief moment, the strength that had just passed through her body was suddenly recovered.
The sacrificial hall in the pagoda gate is decorated with flower and bird pictures everywhere, and there are also some strange totems and starburst pictures. The thick and simple atmosphere makes you feel a sense of fear in your heart when you enter this hall.
There is nothing above the main hall, only the pillars and the innermost seat carved from black wood. The black wood is just like the weird and eerie black wood that Rong Xiyue saw when he came.
On the long chair, there was a woman reclining, her beautiful eyes were looking forward to her, her cheeks were dizzy, and her eyes were flashing with a look that had seen the heat and coldness of the world. Her skin was as white as snow, her eyes were bright and her teeth were white, and her expression was carefree.
Lazy and heartless, but with a charming smile.
She was wearing a black and red robe that reached to her ankles, wrapping her whole body in it. The woman's white hair, against the backdrop of the black robe, looked even more distant and noble, with her long hair hanging down.
On the ground, her hair was soft and shiny.
The whole person is stunningly beautiful.
When Rong Xiyue's golden egg flashed and her talent recovered, the black-robed girl's lazy brows condensed and her fingertips moved slightly, as if she was a little surprised.
She took a long breath, her expression complex and indifferent,
"Finally, is it over?"
The entire sacrificial hall was quiet, with only the incense lingering in the incense burner.
Not long after, there was a sound of kicking and walking outside, but the woman was still leaning lazily, unmoved at all.
The person who came in was the general in silver armor and black and red cloak, accompanied by his two capable lieutenants.
The general who was domineering and full of murderous spirit outside was completely extinguished as soon as he arrived in the hall. He stood respectfully below and saluted the white-haired and black-robed woman above.
"Meng Shuo has met the high priest." The voice was loud and he was thinking back in this hall.
"Um."
The woman replied lazily, and the sound seemed to be coming from her throat, very casually.
"Reporting to the high priest, several people broke in from outside and have been rumored to be imprisoned in the sky prison. How should they be dealt with?"
Meng Shuo stood there, waiting for the high priest's instructions. However, after waiting for three times,