A ray of light came in, and the dancing horse's eyes stung a little.
Tian Deping walked in.
The door was closed again, and the light disappeared.
Dancing Horse was not surprised that Tian Deping would suddenly break in. This was his ultimate goal.
In the darkness and silence, Tian Deping's footsteps sounded.
Wu Ma was a little worried that Tian Deping would find that the chains on him had been broken.
In order to prevent unexpected events, the dancing horse controlled the gray snake and tightly connected the two broken ends of the chain.
Tian Deping walked straight to another altar.
Tian Deping called softly as he walked:
"That Yan, that Yan!"
Following Tian Deping's call, a rumbling and shaking sound sounded from the direction of the altar.
A thin crack gradually opened in the center of the stone slab above the altar.
The stone slab was divided into two, and each side faded away. The cracks opened wider and wider, and a glazed mirror table slowly rose from it. On the table lay a slim young woman wearing a purple shirt.
The dancing horse raised the gray snake's head to look at it, and couldn't help but feel his breath stagnant.
It's just because the woman in the purple shirt has a really beautiful appearance, with curved eyebrows and pretty nose, red lips like cherry blossoms, and skin as fair as jade. Although her eyes are not open, she must be very smart.
The Sui and Tang Dynasties were indeed rich in beauties.
Before Wu Ma left the County Cheng Mansion, he met two beautiful women. If he was lucky enough to leave here alive, his future happiness would be unimaginable.
"Na Yan, here I come,"
Tian Deping looked at the woman in purple shirt, his eyes soft and watery,
"I'm here to fulfill my promise. After today, no, in just a moment, you will be able to open your eyes, stand up, and open your arms to me——
We will embrace each other affectionately until we grow old.
Mountains may crumble, earth may split, seas may wither, we will never be separated again, we will never be parted from death again!"
With that said, Tian Deping climbed onto the altar and lay down next to the woman in purple shirt.
"The great Black Wind God of Black Wind Mountain,"
Tian Deping's dark and hoarse chanting sounded again——
"The sacred altar has been built, and your faithful servant will offer the most precious and rare sacrifice. You must have smelled its sweetness.
Your servant is also willing to offer all the sacrifices on the altar - here are two awakened disciples, a young man with the destiny of an emperor, and a very beautiful daughter of a loyal minister. I am willing to dedicate them all to you.
Your servant has only two requests.
I beg you to help him, resurrect his lost lover, so that the lovers can finally get married!
I beg you to grant him extraordinary power, guide him and the precious sacrifices on the altar to summon spiritual objects, and help him change his mediocre qualifications and his destined destiny!"
Damn it, you resurrected your wife, what are you doing to me?
Dancing Horse hurriedly poked the gray snake's head into the hole of the altar, and heard a bear's roar as if coming from the sky.
A terrifying coercion descended into the secret room.
Pervasive oppressive forces gradually surged from all directions, as if countless ferocious beasts roared towards the dancing horse, devouring his flesh and blood.
It seems that an invisible hand descends from the sky, reaches into the body of the dancing horse, grabs the gray mist of the dancing horse, and pulls it out bit by bit. It is like a demon plundering the souls of mortals.
The dancing horse struggled, tightly enveloping the gray mist - his previous travels in the county magistrate's mansion had made his will stronger and made him more capable of controlling the gray mist, so he managed to maintain the situation.
On the other side, Tian Deping's body was constantly swelling, and the smell of flesh and blood was rapidly becoming stronger, like boiling water that was about to boil.
A gray cloud gradually appeared above the body of the woman in purple. The dancing horse looked familiar - hell, some of it was taken away by the devil after all.
"I haven't lived enough yet!"
Wu Ma shouted angrily in his heart and did the only thing he could do at the moment——
Use all your strength to roll off the altar.
He wanted to escape quickly, but he couldn't move at the moment.
With a "boom", Xiong Xiao could no longer be heard, the oppressive force all over the sky and the ground suddenly stopped, and the soul-stealing hand disappeared invisible.
"No!"
Tian Deping stared at the dancing horse with wide eyes.
The moment the dancing horse fell onto the altar, Tian Deping's body quickly dried up, and his breath was so weak that he couldn't detect it.
"court death!"
With a pale face, Tian Deping got up and staggered towards the dancing horse.
He picked up the dancing horse and put it on the altar.
The dancing horse struggled a few times, but it was useless.
Tian Deping was far stronger and more powerful than him.
"I can give you a good time,"
Tian Deping said in a hoarse and cruel voice in the dancing horse's ear: "As long as you be good."
"The dead need pleasure," Dancing Horse said, "the living don't."
Wu Ma said, biting Tian Deping's chest.
To be precise, he bit down on the vagina. And he used all his strength to suck the milk.
Tian Deping screamed in pain, jerked back, and escaped from the dancing horse's teeth, but his chest was bitten to pieces.
"I will make it happen for you,"
Tian Deping pulled out his sword and stabbed the dancing horse twice in the stomach.
"Since you want to die... I will give you a miserable death."
The dancing horse was hit by a sword in the abdomen, but it didn't hurt much. It was far less painful than the pain of a torn nerve.
The dancing horse is at ease.
Finally the blood was shed. All possible efforts have been made. The rest depends on how God arranges it.
Tian Deping hugged the dancing horse and lay on the altar again, smiling. The blood of the dancing horse stuck to his face, making him look a little ferocious.
"I can break your hamstrings and hand tendons,
I can cut scars on your extremely handsome face,
I can cut off your limbs and peel off your skin, but you will still be alive."
Tian Deping said: "But I won't do this, because your end will be worse than what I said -
Your body will be reduced to ashes, your soul will be sacrificed to the ancient gods, and you will never be reincarnated or liberated."
The dancing horse lies on the warm altar, gently stroking the hole in the middle of the table, calm and peaceful.
Tian Deping staggered back to another altar and chanted the sacrificial poem again——
"Great Black Wind God of Black Wind Mountain, I am your loyal servant... No, no..."
Tian Deping suddenly lost his voice - before he finished reciting his sacrificial poem, the sacrifice began.
However, this time, the great Black Wind God seemed to have the wrong target.