Chapter 109: Living Sacrifice to Renew the Demonic Silk
Author: Liu Mengsansheng
The ten years of youth given by Wen Yuze are the capital for Feng Shuhai to truly start over!
"Plop!" With a sound, Feng Shuhai knelt on the steps and kowtowed to Wen Yuze who was walking in front of him and Yuan Yizhou, "Thank you He Bo for your kindness in rebirth. Shuhai will do whatever it takes to be a donkey or a horse in this life!" Then
He kowtowed three times in a row, and his head hit the ground with a thumping sound.
Wen Yuze stood on the high steps and turned to look at Feng Shuhai who was kneeling below. He didn't seem to have any intention of being humble. His natural imperial temperament made him naturally ask, "Are you really willing to be a donkey or a horse?
Repay my favor?"
Feng Shuhai said with tears of gratitude, "I'm absolutely telling you. As long as it's within Shuhai's ability, I'll repay He Bo with all my heart and soul!"
"As you wish, get up. I do have something I need you to do." Wen Yuze said calmly.
After hearing what Wen Yuze said, Feng Shuhai stood up with great piety and followed Wen Yuze's footsteps up the ladder.
However, Yuan Yizhou felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it, so he followed Feng Shuhai up the steps of the ladder. After walking a few steps, he suddenly realized that Wen Yuze had closed his mind to him, and he could no longer hear Wen Yu
Wen Yuze asked Feng Shuhai to do something, and he didn't want Yuan Yizhou to know about it.
Wen Yuze, Feng Shuhai and Yuan Yizhou followed the ladder and returned to Wenye Hall. At this time, the high priest was in the front hall, ordering the guards to add refreshments. Ye Qinghe was watching the foodie Cui Xingmeng wolfing down the food.
Seeing Yuan Yizhou coming out from behind the statue, Cui Xingmeng greeted excitedly, "Yizhou, come quickly, the pastries made from Qiyan Ji Four Grain Wheat are really delicious!"
When Yuan Yizhou saw his lover, he stopped snooping around Wen Yuze and came to Xingmeng's side. She stuffed a piece of wheat cake into her mouth. It tasted really soft and sweet and melted in her mouth.
"Is Shuhai okay?" Cui Xingmeng asked when he saw Feng Shuhai standing behind Wen Yuze. Cui Xingmeng also listened clearly to the baby Feng Shuhai's heartfelt voice just now.
"It should be fine. Yu Ze gave him ten years of youth. He may have turned back to the shy and taciturn boy he was. He should get used to it after a while." Yuan Yizhou felt that something was wrong with Feng Shuhai from just now. He was atheistic.
Feng Shuhai, the author, actually worshiped Wen Yuze like a god. Maybe after experiencing such great sorrow and joy, people's behavior will be a little abnormal, Yuan Yizhou thought in this way.
Wen Yuze stood far behind the statue and did not join the tea party in the front hall. Feng Shuhai also lowered his hands respectfully and stood behind Wen Yuze. After the high priest saw Wen Yuze, he lowered his head and took out his crystal skull.
, touching the center of his eyebrows, Wen Yuze, who was behind the statue, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an unreadable smile.
"Mr. Yizhou, Miss Xingmeng ate a little too much wheat cake. She may be high in sugar and make her sleepy. Besides, it's getting late. Why don't you two go upstairs to rest early." The high priest glanced at the guards beside him.
, they picked up the pastries that Cui Xingmeng had not finished eating, and prepared to lead the way, leading the two of them to the bedroom upstairs to rest.
After the high priest said this, Cui Xingmeng did feel a little sleepy, so she pulled Yuan Yizhou and followed the guards upstairs. Before reaching the stairs, she was breathing heavily, leaning on Yuan Yizhou's shoulders, and fell into a daze.
Ye Qinghe, who was downstairs, didn't eat much wheat cake, but he felt a little sleepy, so he said to the high priest, "Where is my room? Please show me the way, I'm a little sleepy too."
"Qinghe, don't be in a hurry to rest. I have something to say to you." Without waiting for the high priest to reply, Wen Yuze walked from behind the statue, along the corridor, to the front hall, and just as he was about to get up from the couch, he walked to Ye Qinghe.
Press and sit down again.
"Isn't what I just said to Wuzhiqi very clear? Is there anything else you can say to me?" Ye Qinghe was a little confused, his head felt heavy, and he felt more sleepy.
"Master has worked so hard to collect the demon threads you lost thousands of years ago in the fragments of time. But these demon threads are too fragile and there is no way to return them to your carrier." Wen Yuze said as he read from
Wuzhiqi took out the transparent crystal ball that he had just given to them. There were a few strands of floc floating in it.
"Yes, so these demonic threads are useless. I accept Wu Zhiqi's wishes. Don't be persistent anymore. If the demonic threads are broken, just break them." Ye Qinghe could not open his eyes at this time. Why?
It will be so sleepy.
"If I have a way to reconnect these broken demon threads, would you be willing to put them back into your carrier?" Wen Yuze asked quietly, "Look at what I said, these demon threads are you.
After I connected them, I naturally have to return them to you."
"Renew the demon silk?" Ye Qinghe was already very sleepy at this time, "What do you want to do..." Before he finished the last sentence, he fell asleep. Wen Yuze immediately caught Ye who was lying down.
Qinghe held her in his arms.
"He Bo, the altar for the Heavenly Sacrifice is ready. We just need the sacrifices for the living sacrifice. I have sent people to Yaotai to recruit people and they should arrive soon." The high priest hurriedly stepped forward to report, "Mai
The melanin in the cake will make Miss Ye sleep for at least an hour, which is enough for the heavenly sacrifice."
"Where are those two?" Wen Yuze raised his eyes and looked at the bedroom on the second floor where Yuan Yizhou and Cui Xingmeng were.
"Miss Cui has eaten a lot and will probably sleep until dawn. Mr. Yuan only took one bite and may wake up very early, but even if he wakes up, he will be exhausted for several hours and won't be able to do anything." The high priest answered truthfully.
road.
"Add him as a sacrifice. I just gave him ten years of youth with the Pangu ax. It is more than enough to complete the heavenly sacrifice." Wen Yuze pointed towards Feng Shuhai, who was standing next to the statue and was extremely respectful.
"Isn't this a friend of your distinguished guest?" The high priest looked in the direction of Wen Yuze's finger. Feng Shuhai's eyes were empty at this time, as if someone had manipulated his consciousness. "Could it be that he made a voluntary spell?!"
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"Yes, just now down there, he made a wish to be a donkey or a horse, and he would do anything to repay my kindness for rebirth." Wen Yuze said, "This should be the most powerful wishing spell among the voluntary spells, and it is much more powerful than the previous one."
The people recruited by Yaotai Zheng are more powerful!"
"Congratulations to He Bo, I got the sacrifice for the wishing animal curse. Now I can even save the immortal wine. The living sacrifice will renew the demon silk, and it will definitely be successful." The high priest patted the horse at the right time and said.
"Yes, we must succeed!" Wen Yuze looked at Ye Qinghe who was sleeping soundly in his arms. His thousand-year obsession was about to become a reality. He would not hesitate to make any sacrifices, "Let's get started!"