Zuo Daoqi never understood why the annual festival was arranged at midnight on the first day of Yuan Shuo, when the cold wind howled in the mountains, causing the mountains and forests to become turbulent.

Sacrifice should not be performed openly and openly during the day. Why, in this Jin Dynasty, it has to be performed at night instead. Fortunately, countless Yulin guards held torches, illuminating almost the entire foothills.

The imperial tombs of the Jin Dynasty are all together, rolling up and down. The carriage cannot go up here, so Zuo Daoqi got off the car with the little princess and others again, waiting in the cold wind for the arrival of midnight.

The cold wind howls from the steep cliffs. Even with Zuo Daoqi's physique, where the inner breath is already mature and the cold and heat are not invaded, he can feel a bit of bone-chilling chill here.

So forget about little losers like the little princess, standing in the wind and snow, huddled into a ball, making people laugh secretly.

The emperor stood on the specially trimmed ancestor worship platform. It was very high and could see almost all the clan members.

Whenever the emperor lowered his eyes and glanced at the location of Zuo Daoqi and the little princess, the little princess's neck, which had been shrinking, immediately straightened up stubbornly to express her respect for the royal ancestors.

Zuo Daoqi looked quite speechless, but he could clearly feel that the emperor always had a touch of warmth when he looked at the princess.

He was sure that with this princess's temperament, she would be able to live well no matter what era she was in.

Royal sacrifice is really an extremely complicated and deadly matter.

At the moment when the child's hour came, the emperor began to recite the eulogy, and countless Yulin guards began to perform the ceremony there. The exquisite small palace made of paper and wood, the luxury cars and the beauties were burned, and the flames almost illuminated the entire palace.

Mausoleum.

This kind of sacrifice is very unique. Counting the direct and collateral lines, the entire clan has a population of thousands, and each clan has different ancestors to worship.

Zuo Daoqi first walked around with the princess, and then left after the princess went to meet Emperor Yuanji.

So I went alone with a few guards to pay homage to the latest imperial mausoleum, the mausoleum of the late emperor Qianyuan.

The late Emperor left early, and the Queen Mother is considered a widow. Zuo Daoqi paid homage to the Queen Mother, and it is necessary to keep a vigil tonight.

In front of every mausoleum, there is a temple dedicated to worship. Emperor Qianyuan's temple is not very big. He also liked to play chess during his lifetime. When he was buried, a pair of fine chessboard instruments were buried. I heard it was very precious.

, Zuo Daoqi has never seen it, but it is not like the Yanqing Emperor who needed people to transport delicacies to the temple one by one.

The noisy memorial ceremony came to an end when Zuo Daoqi walked into the Qianyuan Emperor's Ancestral Temple. Now Zuo Daoqi and a few clan members only need to stay one more night, and the New Year's Festival is completely over.

Emperor Qianyuan left a lot of blood, but not all of them are in the capital. At this time, there are only about three or four princes and a few close servants.

Noise was prohibited in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and there was no communication among the few people.

Zuo Daoqi looked at the old man who never left his hand with wine with some confusion. Is this old man also the son of Emperor Qianyuan?

Good guy, this looks like he is at least eighty, Emperor Qianyuan is really awesome.

Late at night, Zuo Dodge knelt there, quietly waiting for the flow of time.

Suddenly, his ears moved. In the extremely quiet night, he seemed to hear some strange noise!

The sound didn't sound like a human voice, nor did it sound like the howling of a wild animal.

Listen carefully, but you can't hear any sound.

Zuo Daoqi's eyebrows were pounding and he was a little uneasy, but when he glanced over, the clan members and eunuchs who were watching the night with him were sitting quietly, as if they didn't hear the sound at all.

He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and sat quietly.

He kept comforting himself that this was the imperial mausoleum, and there were tens of thousands of high-quality Yulin guards outside. With such a force, even Yin Shen Zhenren needed to weigh it. What's more, the Zongren Mansion has always had ancient military guards in the imperial mausoleum.

Guardian, how could there be any danger?

The emperor, the little princess and others, as direct descendants of the royal family, naturally have to worship at every imperial mausoleum. They have to worship from the first Taizu Temple to the Qianyuan Temple where Zuo Daoqi and others are!

Not long after Zuo Dodge sat down, the voice became clearer and clearer, as if it was echoing in his ears.

"Xianchui..."

He suddenly opened his eyes, unable to calm down anymore, but he just opened his eyes and looked at everything vigilantly...

.......

at the same time.

In Shangshu Mansion.

Today is the New Year's Day in Japan, and all the yamen in Kyoto will take a half-day break after noon, and there is no need for anyone to take turns.

But at this moment, in Shangshu's mansion, there were many people.

In the somewhat empty lobby, Zhang Wei was sitting at the front seat. He looked at Gongsun Yong with a solemn face and said, "Let's go."

Gongsun Yong, who was eager to try, seemed to have been waiting for a long time. After hearing Zhang Weizheng's words, he stood up instantly and walked out of the door with a chilling air.

When he walked out of the room, Zhang Weizheng's eyes seemed to have penetrated many time and space, looking towards the north.

"Wuyoujiao, haha..."

...

Pingxinfang.

A man in black attire, holding a knife in one hand, was walking quickly through the deserted streets and alleys. His face was stern, covered with a layer of fine scales like snake-like creatures, and his eyes also had vertical pupils.

With a greedy green light.

His steps are ethereal and wild, giving people the feeling of a snake crawling on the ground. His whole person is like a poisonous snake that chooses people to eat, insidious and ferocious.

The robe of his right arm was fluttering in the wind and looked very empty. Indigo blood was still dripping there, but on his face, only a fierce look could be seen, without any pain of losing his right arm.

"Yuan Zhong!

!

"

The man looked back at the dark street filled with green smoke, then suddenly turned into a deep and quiet alley.

The door of a courtyard was opened, and a child of four or five years old looked at the man with snake scales on his face, "The Pope told you not to climb over the wall."

The man took a long breath, then suppressed the throbbing in his heart and followed the child into the house.

In the room, there sat a man with gray hair and half a bronze mask, exposing the nose and eyes. The face under the mask was covered with bloody lines, which was horrifying and terrifying. When the man walked into the room, he suddenly

Open your eyes.

"Sir, Yuan Zhong is cheating!

!”

The man looked sad and angry, holding up his empty right sleeve.

The bronze mask called the Pope sighed softly, "Is this the reason why you lead people here?"

The man was stunned for a moment and before he could react, his entire body seemed to be wiped out in an instant.

It means erasing it, like a child wiping a piece of paper with an eraser!

Starting from his feet until only the part above the eyes of the man was left, he was still filled with deep suspicion.

The bronze mask ignored it at all and just stepped forward, "Since you're here, let's come in."

At the door, a tall figure walked slowly from the door.

The bronze mask sighed slightly, "I can't help but feel a little proud that Zhang Julu can personally take action and set up a formation to trap and kill."

Gongsun Yong had a murderous look on his face, and his dark face revealed his bloodthirst. He looked at the Pope of the Worry-Free Sect and said, "A rat in the gutter must look like a rat. If your Worry-free Sect can exist for so long, you won't."

Do you really think that Dajin has nothing to do with you?"

The bronze mask sneered, "I never dare to look down on Da Jin."

After saying this, he didn't want to say anything more. He waved his robe gently, and then a huge black shadow appeared behind him. The shadow had four legs and six arms, a tall figure, almost standing on the ground, with no end in sight.

Gongsun Yong's expression remained unchanged, and his steps were as steady as before as he took a step forward.

Countless fine red blood vessels suddenly appeared on the black shadow, like raised spider webs, making the black shadow that was almost towering from the sky even more terrifying.

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If you magnify the fine blood vessels and examine them, each bloody vein is like a river of blood, with countless skulls and bones floating on it, and faint black air flowing on it.

Half of the face and eyes under the bronze mask suddenly became ferocious, bloodthirsty and crazy.

"Now that you are here, I will send you to see Mother Wuyou!"

Gongsun Yong's face was expressionless, and an ultimate intention suddenly rose from him. It was an intention to never give up, never look back, and move forward indomitably!

boom!

Under the penetration of the extremely violent real power, it turned into ripples and spread outward. The air was twisted, and it was no longer distinguishable from east to west. All the grass clippings and dust along the way vibrated, twisted, and squeezed in the air, and finally turned into a rod.

Spear!

The strange thing is that no one in the city seemed to notice that the two men had such terrifying attacks, and the scope of the fluctuation seemed to be limited to this courtyard.

This is Zhang Weizheng's literary formation and why Gongsun Yong wanted to track that person.

He left a method on the snake-scale man. After the snake-scale man entered the courtyard, the method took effect. Even if the mysterious Pope in front of him killed the man, the formation was complete!

In the courtyard at this moment, unless one life is left, the formation will not open!

Gongsun is confident that he will not be the one to leave his life here!

The spear and the shadow of the worry-free mother suddenly collided.

The terrifying energy began to spread outward from the explosion point, and the spear used by Gongsun exploded with a bang.

Gongsun Yong's expression did not change, he stretched out his hand and swiped, blood and real power flowed in the air as if they were free, and finally turned into a bloody spear.

Where the bloody spear appeared, the air suddenly cracked, exuding a scalp-numbing terrifying aura.

Seeing this, the man in the bronze mask suddenly smiled ghostly.

The virtual image of Wuyou Mother behind him was a bit illusory for a moment because of insufficient mana.

The spear used by Gongsun pierced into his body.
Chapter completed!