Yuhua supported Xian's body after half a month of traveling, and sometimes it was a bit difficult to stand up. Yan Jue knew that he could not delay it any longer, so after helping him rest, he planned to go and investigate in person.
Before leaving the house, the person who was already asleep on the bed suddenly said, "This matter is too difficult. Once we seize the jade, we will definitely turn against Beijiang..."
"There will always be a way to have both ends!" He turned around and said firmly: "Senior brother, there is no need to worry, I will find a way."
"There's something weird about Ana'er, you might as well go and have a look. It's just that the poison in Northern Xinjiang is dangerous. If there's a fight, don't fight forcefully."
"I see."
There was no sound for a long time, thinking that he had rested. Yanjue stepped out, and just as he was closing the door, he said again, "I don't have much time left... If I can't get it within a month, I will kill him without mercy!"
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Through the crack in the door, his eyes fell on the bedside.
Fu Xiang’s intention is to destroy the Northern Xinjiang tribe... Tianmu Peak can do it...
This is the last step with no choice. Although it is cruel, there is nothing we can do.
Yan absolutely didn't know how to reply to him, so he simply shut up, squeaked, and gently closed the wooden door.
The Spark Festival in Northern Xinjiang comes from ancient legends. They believe that the tribe’s creator god is Nuwa, and the protector god is Zhu Rong. Every ruler is a woman, and every priest is a man. This has never changed.
.The position of the saint is between the two, serving as a medium for communication between gods and humans. On the day of the Star of Fire, the saint conveys people's reverence to God to pray for good weather in the coming year.
On this day, the Holy Maiden will stay in Zhurong Temple for one day and one night.
Yanjue Qinggong comes and goes like the wind, and it is easy to kidnap someone. However, doing so would be too much to scare the snake, and he might not find the thing by then, but instead establish an enemy with Northern Xinjiang in advance.
He stood on the roof and watched from a distance as the purple-robed saint walked toward the hall surrounded by her maids.
It was nothing at first, but at that moment, she suddenly turned her head, just a side face. Yan Jue was not sure, but her heart was full of shock and excitement, and she tried her best to confirm.
How could I forget that face?
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Anael and others went straight to the temple.
Since I spent the entire afternoon worshiping, I had time to see the priest in the evening.
He turned around several houses and stepped onto the white jade stairs in front of the palace. Behind him, the maidservant stood obediently at the door and stopped following. Anael walked quickly, and the overly tall palace seemed a bit empty. She walked inside alone,
Somewhat scared.
This priest is very strange. If Yin Sa hadn't promoted him, she wouldn't have admitted it at all.
"The saint is here."
A voice suddenly sounded in the dark temple. The temple was so big that the sound seemed to come from all around, making people breathless.
Ana'er stopped walking, looked at the man on the throne, and said angrily: "I remember telling you last time, I don't want to see you again!"
This isn't the first time I've seen it, but every time I see it it feels scary.
The man in the darkness glanced at Hou Jiajun, who was standing quietly aside, and suddenly laughed and said: "If I hadn't caught this person, I really wouldn't have been able to invite you, the saint."
She was too lazy to talk nonsense, "Let him go!"
I don't know what technique he used, but even after several steps, he unmoved the acupuncture points on Hou Jiajun's body without even moving.
Hou Jiajun quickly walked behind Anal.
The man in the darkness smiled lowly and said: "Very good, I was afraid that one day you would no longer care about this guard. I want people tomorrow, and the deadline is still three days. This time I want five boys and five virgins."
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"Not long ago, you took the lives of ten men, and you want a child today..." Anal said angrily: "I can't do it, and you can't even think about me helping you harm others again!"
"You girl, why don't you listen?" He said as if he didn't listen to good advice, "I'm not discussing this with you, I'm giving you an order, you know!"
Hou Jiajun suddenly said: "I will help you do whatever you want, so there is no need to embarrass Your Highness!"
The man said coldly, "You are just a little guard, you have no right to talk to me!"
In the faint overhead light, I saw something in his hand. Anael recognized it because they had already suffered from this thing.
"don't want!"
He just knocked lightly, and Hou Jiajun immediately knelt on the ground.
"Houjia!" Anal squatted in front of him and grabbed half of his arm, "How are you!"
He took the small drum, played with it in his palm, and sighed: "What a pity for such a loyal protector of the master. You see, your master doesn't care about your life."
Forced to have no choice at first, Hou Jiajun ate his snake poison for Anal. As long as he beat the drum, Hou Jiajun would feel more uncomfortable than death, which was more painful than the poison on her body.
"You are the priest of Zhurong Temple. I will not allow you to harm anyone in Miao Territory for your own selfishness. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what? Depose me?" He raised his head and laughed, and the peripheral light above his head made his green face even more terrifying. "Don't you know what position you are in? You no longer have the ability to deal with me, obediently.
Just be obedient, don't ask for trouble. Your hands are already stained with blood, and killing a young man is a killing, so why worry about a dozen more."
Anael stared at his snow-white hands, as if he really saw blood stains on them.
Hou Jiajun suddenly held her hand and shook his head at her, "Don't listen to him! The people I'm looking for are all worthy of death, so there's no need to feel guilty."
Jiao Yinchang suddenly beat the tambourine several more times, and Hou Jiajun shouted again, and this time he fell to the ground.
She squeezed his arm and felt his muscles contracting in a weird way.
"Stop! Stop it quickly." Anal shouted anxiously.
He seemed to be having fun filming, and showed no sign of stopping. "When you do as I say, I will naturally let him go."
"Okay, I promise you! I'll just do it...don't embarrass him again..."
The sound of the drum suddenly stopped, he put away the tambourine and said with a smile: "Didn't I say that if I agreed earlier, I wouldn't have to suffer all this?" He stood up and walked down from the throne. When passing by Anal, he whispered: "Three days later, we will be here.
Bring me people to the Thousand Bat Cave."
He walked away in a hurry, and Anal's eyes were red with anger.
"Are you okay..." Ana'er helped Hou Jiajun sit up and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, "I'm sorry..."
"I did this willingly, you don't have to feel sorry." He smiled weakly, "Your Highness, there is no need to worry, I'm fine."
Ana'er said bitterly: "This guy is Yin Chang, sooner or later I will kill him!"
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Returning to the palace from the temple, Anael wore a loose purple robe after bathing and prepared to go to bed. She sat in front of the huge bronze mirror and combed her long, somewhat messy hair. When she lowered her head, she accidentally caught a white shadow flashing in the mirror from the corner of her eye.
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She pretended to be calm and said, "Here comes someone."
The night wind is quiet, but it carries the heat of the coming summer.
Yanjue lifted up the gauze curtain in front of him. The woman was still sitting in front of the mirror, but she fell down and seemed to be asleep.
He stepped out from behind the pillar.
In such a quiet room, you can't even hear his footsteps!
Yan Jue walked up behind the purple-robed woman and raised his hand to touch her vagina. Without any pause, he lifted her to one side to see what she looked like, but only halfway through, he realized that it was not the one he had just seen.
That face.
Could it be that he saw it wrong?
Just when he was curious, a sword was held to his neck from behind.
He was so focused on his thoughts that he didn't notice.
Yanjue slowly let go of his hand.
"I don't want to hurt you, put the sword down."
Anael was very angry at what he said and slashed at her. For that moment, she didn't even see what was going on, but he had already bumped into her with his elbow and knocked the sword out of her hand.
Ana'er covered the five fingers of her right hand and took several steps back. She didn't recognize Yan Jue and just thought she was an assassin, "Come on..."
Just as she turned around to run out, Yan Jue tapped her acupuncture points from behind.
He looked at her back and said quietly: "I won't hurt you, I just came to confirm something." After saying that, he raised his feet and walked around, turning to be right in front of her.
Yanjue had been looking at her head. As she moved, she could see her ears, profile, nose, mouth, and eyes one by one.
Two months is not a long time, but when I suddenly saw her, I realized how intense my belated longing was for these two months.