Tongtianjiao altar.
It was a large venue, empty on weekdays except for a few fallen leaves that blew in from nowhere.
And that lively night, that empty venue already contained countless restless souls.
On the altar, a woman with bound legs and feet was tied up, and a huge Biao was worshiped.
To the east of the altar, stood countless Tongtian Sect members holding swords.
The stairs of the altar were already filled with more than a hundred believers standing inside and outside. They all held torches on their legs, illuminating the altar red and beaming with joy.
At that time, the four emissaries were already walking over slowly as everyone supported Dai Dong. Soon, the believers on the steps opened a bright and wide avenue, leading directly to the top of the altar.
Looking eastward, Xiaolu saw their proud expressions and their free and easy capitalist movement. When she saw that, she couldn't help but smile at the corners of her lips, and then shook her head.
At that time, her eyes couldn't help but focus on the circles of wires tied around her body. There, she couldn't help but ask herself: Am I afraid
But soon, she shook her head again.
The several emissaries who were walking on the altar with flowers in their hands were all standing in front of Xiaoluzi refreshed.
They gave it a chance. It's just that she doesn't cherish it.
So, die. No her best ending.
"Are you all ready?" Shanyi asked with a smile.
A believer next to him immediately replied: "My lords, everything is ready."
Several priests nodded.
After giving up, Ling Cheng soon ran from the east side of the altar and reported to the ecstatic envoys: "The auspicious time has arrived."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of drums and horns sounded from the east of the altar.
The sound was deafening and majestic.
Shanyi ordered Dong: "Then we can begin."
"Zuoming!" "Ling Cheng replied respectfully, turned around, looked at the people in Taitung, and shouted loudly: "Execution! "
Soon he would witness the moment of his great miracle. Ling Cheng could not hide the mania and excitement in his heart at this moment. Following the deafening sound of Taitung, he couldn't help but dance alone on the altar.
When Xiaoluzi saw the dancing Wu Zhu in front of him, he had to shake his head. People from the Tongtian Sect are really good at playing.
In comparison, his master and his uncle who were thousands of miles away were such hard-working and playful people, but in front of them, they looked like scum who couldn't play.
Seeing Lu Chi who was helpless and had a slightly sad expression on his face, Qin Fang turned around and smiled: "I had known this before, why did I do it in the first place."
Xiao Lu had to smile bitterly: "He has never done anything wrong, so how could he know this?"
Qin Fang shook his head and said, "When death is imminent, I don't know how to reflect."
By that time, the believers had already brought the brazier.
The deer couldn't help but look down to the east, where the red charcoal was burning in the small brazier.
If her Jade Blood Sword could shut up, he would definitely laugh at her and say: Look, if I burned him in the first place, then the retribution will come!
The feet outside Bao Lu Te were originally as cold as a piece of ice, but before they knew it, they became warm.
Slowly, as the temperature increased and the charcoal fire increased, Xiaoluzi closed his eyes.
The fire brought her pain.
At this moment, the beads of sweat on her forehead had fallen like beans.
Her delicate little face couldn't help but turn red, and the wound scratched by Mo Xi seemed to explode, eroding her face mercilessly.
Her feet were getting more and more hot, and she could even vaguely feel that her feet kept wanting to be stretched out, and even her feet were constantly longing for a pot of water to shower them with.
Everyone carefully observed the woman in front of them, seeing her helpless little face and her curled up feet, they couldn't help but smile. It was really satisfying.
Xiaoluzi even felt that within five minutes, her feet would completely lose control.
She didn't know how long she could hold on!
That kind of pain has been eroding her thoughts, and she even has the urge to kill everyone present!
But soon, she remembered the vow she made in front of Chu Sheng that month, and the promise she made that month.
That reminded her of Shen Jianfeng again.
No, bear with it.
She gritted her teeth and continued to endure it.
The hot fireworks made her eyes wet.
Unknowingly, tears of disappointment were streaming down her face.
She's scared, she really can't hold on anymore
She was afraid, afraid that Mingyue would completely turn her into a cripple.
That kind of pain was still eroding her persistence.
But if she didn't believe it, almost everyone in the church came to greet her, and no one paid any attention to her.
So, she still doesn't believe it, is there no chance of a turnaround
Hot tears kept falling from her eyelids, and she hated herself for not living up to expectations.
But she still shows off herself, and she can stick to one thing, just one thing, maybe there is one
Slowly, more than half of her feet turned black, and they were so hot that they were close to numbness.
Suddenly, Xiaoluzi seemed to feel a cool wind blowing on her face, and she opened her eyes slightly.
And soon, she vaguely saw a bright light appearing in the darkness, and the bright light was heading straight towards her.
No, no silver needle!
She tried hard to see the scene clearly, but due to being restrained, she had no time to hide. The silver needle had already passed through her clothes at an extremely fast speed and penetrated into her heart.
She couldn't help but her face turned pale and turned red. She shouted out one word in pain from the corner of her mouth: "It hurts."
At that time, a man in red appeared in the air. He had a decent appearance and was well dressed in all aspects. He threw the jade fan in his leg with all his strength, and he relied on the external force exerted by the man to blow fiercely. Hit the iron basin.
In a flash, the iron basin was overturned and fire exploded.
The little deer standing upright in the air breathed a sigh of relief. She seemed to be looking at a savior, looking at the man who was talking about something in the world.
Soon, all the believers at the altar went to kneel to the east, saying in a bold voice: "I am from the east to pay my respects to Lord Chaoji."
Being dragged down by the iron pillar behind him, Xiao Luzi could not help but turn his gaze to the man who had just arrived, and thought: Could it be that he is Zhuge Chaoji, the eldest son of the leader of the Tongtian Sect
Xiaoluzi endured the pain and looked at the man in front of him who was already standing with his eyes slightly lowered.
Chaoji smiled at Xiaoluzi, which made her feel like she had encountered a clear spring in the midst of drought.
Xiao Luzi also responded with a difficult smile, and squeezed out a smile from her already weak face.
At this time, Xiaoluzi's feet were already numb from the heat, and he was curled up, not even daring to move.
pain
She seemed to be able to smell the roasting smell of the soles of her feet, and thought that she had also become the roasted duck feet. Although she was breathing heavily at the moment, she couldn't help but move the corners of her mouth with difficulty, under her pale red face. Two large dimples soon appeared on Zhi's face.
Every time the green smoke passed by, even though the charcoal basin had been overturned, Xiaoluzi still couldn't control her sweating forehead. She smiled slightly, and she didn't know whether it was cold sweat or hot breath.
At this time, the hemostasis powder she had taken seemed to be working. Her heart was already hurting just after being hit by the silver needle, but she didn't lose a drop of blood.