In the afternoon, when Bai Yuyue put on her clothes again and stood on the altar, she no longer looked as embarrassed as when she first arrived. She looked elegant in white clothes and looked particularly dusty.
Looking at all the living beings under the altar, she said loudly:
"A severe drought has hit the sky and the people are in dire straits. I, Bai Yuyueque, am willing to sacrifice my own blood to honor God and pray for sweet rain!"
After saying that, she picked up a sharp knife in a gold plate next to her and was about to cut it on her hand!
"Wait a minute!"
Suddenly there was a shout from below, it was Mu Yuntian, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Everyone looked at the anxious Mu Yuntian and looked at each other.
Even Cang Xilin's originally worried face had a hint of gloom.
"Your Majesty, Princess Pingnan doesn't know how to use a sword. If the cut is broken and it affects the sacrifice, it will be bad."
Seeing that his actions affected the sacrifice, and everyone looked at him closely, Mu Yuntian had to make some explanations.
"oh!"
A lazy chuckle came from Cang Xiyao, who was standing crookedly in the crowd.
"I understand what King Qingyang means. When offering sacrifices, it should look like a sacrifice. King Qingyang feels that cutting off the hand is too insincere. If you want to offer a sacrifice, you should cut it here!"
After he finished speaking, he gestured to his neck with his hand.
"Only with blood and life, and devout prayers, can God be inspired to rain down rain. How could the Dragon God receive such a painless and painless blood?"
He curled up his lips and smiled, his face full of spring.
Everyone's expressions changed.
Cang Xiyao wants her life!
Even Bai Yuyue, who had no feelings for him, looked down at the man with a sunny smile on his face.
It's hard to imagine those words coming out of his mouth.
More than two months ago, he was still following him like a shadow.
Now, she is smiling brightly and saying "I want her to die"!