The huge devouring force surged towards the woman in purple shirt, and her flesh and blood quickly dried up, like withered branches and leaves.
The light of the green oil lamp on the dancing horse altar also suddenly shrank and was almost extinguished.
"That Yan!"
Tian Deping's eyes were filled with tears and he threw himself at the woman in purple shirt.
He reached out to touch her but seemed to be worried about something and didn't dare to touch her.
Tian Deping turned around like a wild animal, the expression on his face was extremely distorted,
"What did you do!"
Wu Ma said nothing and looked at him coldly.
"You want to die? You just want to die!"
Tian Deping almost bit out these words with his teeth. After saying that, he jumped towards the dancing horse.
"If Yan dies, then they all die!"
Tian Deping's face was ferocious and twisted, "I don't want to live anymore, and you want to die too. You're going to die worse than us."
Tian Deping waved his hand and took out a black-tasseled spear.
"Black tassel gun, black tassel gun,"
Tian Deping's hoarse voice sounded like he was chanting a curse,
"I want you to pierce my enemy, suck out his flesh and blood, suck out his soul, trap him in a black tassel cage, and suffer the punishment of being roasted by manic fire forever, and never be able to stand up again!"
The black tassel gun seemed to really understand Tian Deping's words. The black tassel at the head of the gun trembled and trembled as if it was alive, exuding a dark, obscure and hungry aura.
At least the dancing horse thinks it will actually eat itself.
Tian Deping pointed his finger in the air, and a shadow shot out from the black-tasseled spearhead, which was about to hit the dancing horse.
"She won't die!"
The dancing horse almost roared,
"She can live!"
Tian Deping tilted the head of the black tassel gun.
The shadow passed by the dancing horse's head.
Tian Deping held a black-tasseled gun and pointed at the dancing horse, "Do you think I'm easy to deceive?"
Wu Ma looked directly into Tian Deping's eyes and said, "I can make her survive."
"You've been lying to me from beginning to end!"
Tian Deping thrust the black-tasseled spear forward and put it against Wu Ma's throat. The tip of the spear kept trembling, "You have already been freed from the restraints, and you are just waiting to harm me during the sacrifice!"
When the strip of cloth came out of your mouth, I knew you were a loach. You had to stew it in a pot and put a lid on it and put a stone on it so you couldn't escape!"
"But you have no choice but to look at me!"
Wu Ma said, sinking the gray snake into the "Illustrated Book", came to the scroll, and looked at the newly appeared pattern——
A bronze lampstand with an oil-soaked wick. The light is about to go out, and there is only a faint wisp of smoke, leaving only a few stars.
There is a Buddha statue faintly behind the lampstand.
Earlier, when the dancing horse drilled a hole toward another altar, this pattern appeared.
As for the Buddha statue that appears later, it is the result of the dancing horse drilling holes and exploratory experiments.
Who knows what the scientific principles behind this are. Dancing horses can’t control that much.
The dancing horse controls the gray snake and injects gray mist into the wick, causing the sparks to flicker.
The light of the green oil lamp on the altar gradually became brighter.
Then, the woman in the purple shirt stopped drying out and became plump and rosy. It seemed like someone was inflating her with an inflator.
After a while, the woman in purple shirt let out a muffled groan.
"That Yan! That Yan!"
Tian Deping threw away the black tassel gun in his hand and threw it at the woman in purple shirt.
"You finally woke up."
Two watermarks slid down his cheeks, and under the illumination of the oil lamp in the secret room, they looked like a surging river at dusk.
The woman in purple clothes closed her eyes tightly and remained silent.
"She's not dead,"
Wu Ma's eyes became calmer and calmer, "There is no life either."
Tian Deping's eyes were like knives against the dancing horse's neck, "What do you want to do, and how big do you want to play?"
Wu Ma said expressionlessly, "You two can only live once."
Tian Deping was stunned for a moment, then laughed. The other party wanted to bargain, but Tian Deping didn't have the patience.
"I have decided your fate, no one can keep you."
He swung his black cherry gun and stabbed at the dancing horse.
…
"Then let's go together."
Wu Ma glanced at him and immediately closed his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, on another altar, the woman in purple clothes shivered all over, and soon her flesh and blood withered and shriveled.
Tian Deping was about to pierce the dancing horse, but just a few inches away, he flicked the spear head and avoided it.
"No!"
Tian Deping knelt on his knees and kowtowed to the dancing horse.
There was a banging sound, and there was blood on the ground.
The dancing horse holds its breath and concentrates,
“Have you ever heard that the sacrificer will eventually stand on the altar?
Then Yan will live and Tian Deping will die. There is no negotiation."
"Don't push people too hard!"
Tian Deping's eyes were wide open and he was about to fight back.
In the secret room, there was a sudden shock, and the shadow of a black furbolg holding a black cherry gun flashed above the altar, and the blood evil energy around it was extremely strong.
"ah……"
Tian Deping shivered all over and fell to the ground softly.
"It's coming, it's finally coming,"
He looked around and realized that the sacrifice had actually attracted the Black Wind God into the secret room. It was definitely not a good thing - this was the backlash of the failure of the sacrifice on the person who made the sacrifice.
The Black Wind Mountain God looked at him coldly, making his soul tremble.
At this time, Tian Deping inexplicably thought of Gao Junya.
If Gao Junya really asked for rain for the people of Taiyuan, as Gao Junya said, would the outcome tonight be completely different?
It's too late to say anything now.
"Every cause must have an effect, and there will be a reward in the end. I finally understand."
Tian Deping laughed miserably, looked at the dancing horse, and said, "You should have been buried with me."
Tian Deping stood up unsteadily, picked up the woman in purple shirt and put her next to the dancing horse.
“Once the sacrifice is initiated, someone must be the sacrifice.
I can go to the altar, but you have to save her."
The dancing horse is silent.
Tian Deping said: "I know what you are thinking - after I die, what does it have to do with you whether Na Yan is alive or dead? If Na Yan survives, he may seek revenge from you.
I can swear to God, Na Yan will not seek revenge against you."
"how do you know."
Tian Deping laughed miserably, "She will listen to me."
"No matter what," Tian Deping's body suddenly trembled, and his flesh and blood began to dry up, "you have to guarantee your life——
You must save Na Yan, otherwise you will not die well, it is absolutely true!"
"The great Black Wind God of Black Wind Mountain,"
Tian Deping's chanting sounded, and the secret room was filled with an aura of unwillingness and death.
"Your faithful servant is willing to sacrifice his body, and your discerning eyes will surely be able to see through his body and see his sincere heart.
Your servant has only one request.
I beg you to help him and resurrect his lost lover - he no longer expects lovers to get married."
Tian Deping looked at the dancing horse, his eyes full of curses,
"If his lover cannot be resurrected from the dead, or dies because of this person, I beg you to torture this person and let him suffer the most painful torture in the world;
I beg you to kill this person and imprison his soul so that he will never enter reincarnation and suffer the pain of soul refining forever!"
After Tian Deping finished speaking, Wu Ma suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing by, as if a pair of eyes opened from the void and glanced at him.
Immediately afterwards, it seemed as if something cold had penetrated into his soul, like a maggot that had possessed him and would never come out again.
He trembled all over, and when he looked at Tian Deping again, it was as if someone had inserted a needle into his head and jerked it, and the flesh and blood all over his body shriveled up quickly.
In just a short moment, the person was like a mummy, standing lifelessly on the spot.
A pair of eyes was not damaged, looking at the dancing horse affectionately——
No, he is looking at the girl in purple shirt.
At this time, the purple-shirted girl's dry body gradually became plump, and soon she regained her previous appearance.
Finally, the girl in purple shirt opened her eyes.