Behind him was a staggering woman, still crying heartbreakingly.
The altar was also set on a huge platform, with a dozen older wizards sitting on it, as well as the beautiful woman who just passed by Su Zimo.
There were many people standing under the giant stage. They were chatting happily and seemed to be accustomed to such things.
Su Zimo looked at the struggling little girl. Tears were streaming down her face, and her big eyes were full of fear and prayer! Judging from her age, she should be about the same age as Xin'er.
"Yunxuan, what are they going to do?"
"Boys and girls, sacrifice to the witch god. After a while, a little boy will be sent to him. These boys and girls used for sacrifice should be those who cannot become wizards or perform witchcraft blessings. They will be selected to sacrifice. Yes." Mu Yunxuan explained to Su Zimo.
Su Zimo felt her heart suffocate as she listened. Every child is the mother's heart, regardless of whether they can practice or not? The last person who will never give up on them is their own mother.
"City Lord, please let my daughter go! I will take my daughter away and will never appear in Lingyang City again. Please." The lady knelt at the feet of the beautiful woman and burst into tears. .
Su Zimo took a look and found out that she was the lord of Lingyang City.
"Yunxuan, this is too cruel. If you kill them here, can the old witch drink their blood? Can you feel it? They are obviously taking human lives lightly." Su Zimo's voice was full of anger, causing the surrounding people to drink their blood. people's gaze.
A woman in pink clothes is beautiful, but a little feminine, with a string of pink glass heart pendants embedded between her eyebrows, making her look extremely enchanting!
She slowly walked towards Su Zimo and asked in a cold voice: "Who are you? Why are you taking human life so lightly? Don't you know? In every wizard conference, the blood of boys and girls must be used to sacrifice the wizard god."
"Can the witch god sense the boys and girls you sacrificed? Such small and cute children, how can you bear to watch them die like this?" Su Zimo's cold voice was full of anger.
Looking at the woman in front of her who didn't care about other people's lives, her eyes became colder and colder.
That damn old witch is actually even more disgusting than Geng Leyu. He has controlled the three continents for hundreds of years, while she monopolizes power but treats the people like nothing.
But at this moment, the woman could not think of answering Su Zimo's words. All her thoughts were on Mu Yunxuan's handsome face.
"Can I marry you? I only have one husband now." The woman suddenly spoke.
What flashed in Su Zimo's beautiful eyes was not surprise but horror!
"Mo'er, let's go." Mu Yunxuan frowned due to the unpleasant smell of rouge and gouache.
"Why are we leaving! I'm still here? A mistress has come to steal my husband." Su Zimo glared at him.
Mu Yunxuan looked at her gently and smiled.
"Mo'er, it's really rare to see you jealous."
"Shut up! Your face, which I'm tired of looking at, is so attractive to bees and butterflies. I'll find a mask for you to wear later to save you the trouble."
"Master, your wife is so fierce." The woman looked at Mu Yunxuan tenderly, and her sweet voice made people get goosebumps.
"Get lost!" Mu Yunxuan spat out one word coldly, and with Su Zimo in tow, the figure instantly moved to the foot of the giant stage.
"Yunxuan, what are you doing?"
Su Zimo struggled slightly.
"Okay, Mo'er, there's no need to be angry about a woman like that." He held her waist tightly, his voice unusually gentle.