Fine, transparent snowflakes seemed to be floating in the air.

Huang Juan seemed to see a translucent face, belonging to Song Lin, slowly covering Zhuang Zekun's face...

ten years.

The name, face, and identity are all fake.

Even the process of getting acquainted was deliberately designed.

And she and her brother foolishly regarded him as a trustworthy elder, and even thanked him...

Ten years.

Zhuang Zekun saw a teardrop rolling down from Huang Juan's lower eyelashes and falling on the table.

The vertical lines between the eyebrows are very deep.

The eyes are blue and black.

He remembered the first time he saw her ten years ago, she was sitting there, very quiet, looking at him with curiosity in her eyes...

She is dying.

He suddenly realized this clearly.

"Stop, Xiaojuan," he said: "It makes no sense for you to do this. You and your brother are both victims. Do you understand? You are forced to be a goddess, and your brother is forced to commit murder. I am dead."

, if Hu Yuefeng continues to be at large, there will be more children like you and Huang Hu who will be used and held hostage by him..."

Snowflakes fell on the handcuffs, and with a hiss, white smoke came out of the handcuffs.

Then, the handcuffs turned into powder and fell to the ground.

Zhuang Zekun grabbed her hand.

Cold.

thin.

Then, a burst of power burst out from Huang Juan's body.

He saw the firmness in her eyes, just like her brother's.

Zhuang Zekun did not let go.

A layer of frost slowly formed on the table.

"Xiaojuan, there are no sacrifices here. Even if you sacrifice yourself and summon him, he can only stay for a moment," Zhuang Zekun's voice became louder, "Hu Yuefeng sent you here to sacrifice you and drain you dry."

The last bit of use value..."

The tabletop slowly collapsed.

turned into powder.

Under the impact of the energy, it flew around and flew to the wall. A layer of light cyan light appeared on the wall. The powder suddenly lost its momentum and fell to the ground.

The table is gone.

Zhuang Zekun and Huang Juan sat face to face, and he kept holding her hand and never let go.

"Then what should I do?" Huang Juan asked.

"Tell me what you know."

"Which ones?"

"He needs blood food as an offering..."

Before Zhuang Zekun could finish speaking, he felt a cold force penetrate into his body from the hand he was holding on to Huang Juan, and he subconsciously let go of his hand.

——He is the same as me.

Huang Juan stood up and said, "You are the same."

-Bring them here.

The hair rope was broken, and the hair was fluttering in the energy, turning white bit by bit.

A snowflake fell from her cheek.

"Xiaojuan, stop!"

Zhuang Zekun shouted loudly.

Countless snowflakes flew around with Huang Juan as the center, and the light cyan color on the wall went out as soon as it lit up.

…

The small building shook a little.

The sounds of explosions were heard one after another.

…

"Hold her," Jiang You said to Tang Butian, then he glanced at Guan Nuo, "Follow the section chief, let's go out first."

Tang Butian reached out and grabbed Shu Xing.

They walked out.

…

"The goddess has taken action!" After saying this, Hong Kang rushed towards the back mountain.

This time, Sun Xiu didn't stop him.

The sky is getting a little brighter.

The people who were originally ambushing near the small wooden bridge followed Hong Kang and moved towards the small building.

Sun Xiu watched them turn into black dots and melt into the woods in the back mountain. He took a few steps forward.

The wind blew, the leaves swayed, and the rainwater fell from the leaves.

…

Sun Yu held Zhaocai in one hand and Jiang Mo in the other and rushed out. He didn't stop until he ran more than twenty or thirty meters.

He breathed heavily and looked at the ground outside the small building

Jiang Mo stared at the small building.

A little red flashed deep in the pupil.

…

Zhuang Zekun quickly made several hand seals, temporarily blocking the energy that was constantly attacking outwards.

Huang Juan's hair has all turned white.

"It's useless, Xiaojuan."

The eyelashes that also turned white trembled.

"I feel the same existence as Him," Huang Juan said.

"What?"

…

Shu Xing's body suddenly softened, and a solid mass of black rushed out of her body and rushed into the room where Zhuang Zekun and Huang Juan were.

Zhuang Zekun reached out to grab it, but he was shocked to find that he didn't catch anything.

Black energy rushed into Huang Juan's body.

…

The fire in Lingguan Hall was finally extinguished.

The statue of Lingguan, which was burned beyond recognition, lay on the ground. Half a meter away from the statue, there lay a body that was burnt black and beyond recognition.

"Host, there seems to be some movement at the small building in the back mountain."

Taoist Qingyang raised his head, glanced at the square-faced Taoist priest who was speaking, and said, "It will be good if the fire is out."

…

After Tang Butian tested Shu Xing's breathing and pulse, she said: "She is dead."

"What's going on?" Guan Nuo asked.

"Shall we go in and take a look?" Jiang You suggested.

Tang Butian nodded and walked to the door. After verification, she opened the door.

The black energy twisted like earthworms on Huang Juan's face and body.

Guan Nuo heard her say: "Stop pretending, Zhuang Zekun, you are not doing it for justice or revenge for Sang Xu. Everything you do is for yourself."

"Xiaojuan, if you don't stop, I will..."

"Everyone in the inner courtyard has seeds planted in their bodies. Through these seeds, He can extract the power we have cultivated and our lives. We are all His sacrifices."
To be continued...