How did he brainwash these people? It was so thorough.

...Is this the rhythm of everyone seeing through the world and putting life and death aside?

A trace of shock flashed in Chu Yun and Yun Guan's eyes. The old monster lost the girl in front of so many people, and was not afraid of causing panic among the people.

It's really an evil place.

Just now, the sad and sorrowful joy sounded again. Amid the cool music, the Xuanyu High Priest above walked to the altar and brought down a bowl of bright red and bloody things.

The setting sun stretched out his shadow, but when he saw him walking gracefully to the crystal coffin with the thing, his hand suddenly flipped, and a bowl of red and blood-like things fell on the crystal coffin.

Lesang looked at his behavior without blinking, and the light inside changed again and again.

That bowl of things is blood, but not human blood, but black dog blood.

It is the black dog blood that suppresses evil spirits.

Why did he do this...

With a few thoughts, the black dog blood lying on the crystal coffin had flowed every inch of the crystal coffin. The originally transparent crystal coffin suddenly turned into a strange red color.

The young girl inside couldn't see clearly.

It seemed as if a cold wind suddenly blew over from all directions, and Lesang inexplicably felt that the place was chilly.

"Evil, what a damn evil." Yun Guan tightened his clothes to prevent the cold, while leaning against Chu Yun with some timidity, and cursed a few words in a low voice.

Why does this place seem to be getting more and more evil? It feels like it is very ominous.

"It's quite an evil person." Chu Yun also frowned tightly.

Since the girl in the coffin above died, the place suddenly became a bit indescribable evil.

The sun has sunken halfway into the horizon and the sky is getting darker and darker.

The evening breeze blows, and what comes is not coolness, but coldness, and endless dead energy.

"The festival is over, everyone will go back." A warm voice suddenly came in the cold wind, like the warm sun in early spring, dispelling all the haze in an instant.

Lesang subconsciously looked at the high priest and was stunned. It would be fine if this person lived for hundreds of years and his appearance remained unchanged, but why was his voice still so charming?

There is also this festival that seems not as complicated as imagined, and it will be enough for a while.

Almost, the sun sets.

"Yes, Mr. Xuanyu." The high priest said, and everyone dared to respect him.

Starting from the last, the crowd left one after another.

"Young man, the festival is over. Go back quickly. You can't stay in this place." The old man who brought Lesang and others in to see Lesang looking at the top of the platform in a daze, he couldn't help but kindly remind him.

Prince Xuanyu had already made a regulation that no one was allowed to approach the altar or the saint at the end of the festival.

Otherwise, severe punishment will be carried out.

Seeing the old man with kindness, Lesang smiled slightly and said, "Uncle, please leave first, we will come later. There are too many people leaving now, and we three are worried that we will be separated."

"Okay, I'll take a step first. You guys are careful, remember not to stay here." The old man gave another advice when he left.

When the festival is over, everyone must go home alone, and no one can stay here for a moment.

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Chapter completed!