Weird beauty, she is a god in the entertainment industry

Xi Yan's voice froze for a moment, and he quietly raised his head to meet Si Jin's impatient expression.

"." He fell into a strange silence, and after a while he spoke out speechlessly: "I understand."

Can this guy suddenly be so interested in this matter, is it because there are temple priests at the sacrificial ceremony? !

but--

Xi Yan glanced at him suspiciously: "Have you had a fight with the priest of the temple recently?"

He thought for a few seconds before saying the word 'quarrel' awkwardly.

After all, such words were used on the priests of the temple. He couldn't imagine that scene, it was really weird.

"You're the one arguing." Si Jin glared back angrily, "We won't quarrel."

Xi Yan: "."

Even if it's not a quarrel, you really look like a resentful woman.

When Xi Yan mentioned this matter suddenly, the depression in Si Jin's heart became active again, and he drank the wine cup on the table rather annoyed.

After that day, the priests of the temple entered the Qing Dynasty.

This time, even if the general had already arrived outside the side hall, he would not be able to see her again. The door of the dormitory was closed tightly, and the priest of the temple withdrew his preference for him.

"...This is the strongest wine in the lost country."

Xi Yan reminded silently at the side, seeing that Si Jin's eyes were reddened by Lie, but he poured himself another glass silently, and stopped talking.

"You..." It took him a long time to spit out a word, and then there was no more words, Xi Yan scratched his head in despair, "Forget it, you can do whatever you want!"

He persuaded everything that should be persuaded, but how could Si Jin be someone who would turn back once he was persuaded?
The person or thing he identified cannot be changed even with life.

After drinking two glasses of spirits, his throat and stomach were extremely hot, but the general's expression was still terribly calm: "I have ordered the layout, follow the plan."

".become."

The day of the Spring Festival.

The mighty temple team went to the place where the altar was located, facing the chariot of the priests of the temple.

The general was in charge of guarding the sacrificial ceremony, so he arranged to escort the temple priest himself.

He walked at the forefront, but his eyes always looked back vaguely.

On the chariot of the priest of the temple, the curtains are layered, blurring the appearance, and only a dignified and graceful figure can be seen, as well as a sight that cannot be ignored.

—the temple priest was watching him.

Realizing this, Si Jin's heart skipped a beat, and he almost couldn't maintain his ruthless expression.

But soon, the temple priest withdrew his gaze.

The general felt a little regretful, and was even more displeased when he thought that there would be bugs with no eyes to disturb her sacrificial ceremony later.

Under the attention of the people on both sides, the team arrived at the open space outside the altar in an orderly manner.

The soldiers spread out to form a siege, guarding all around.

Under the altar, all the princes and ministers had arrived, and when they heard the noise from outside, they all set their eyes on the temple team outside.

The general tightened the rope, turned over, jumped off the horse, and walked quickly to the chariot of the priest of the temple.

As he approached, the priests around the chariot looked vigilant and fearful.

The general was famous and powerful, and the priests of the temple did not convict him, so no matter how dissatisfied they were, there was nothing they could do.

Si Jin likes to see these priests who are unhappy but can only hold back.

"My lord, we have arrived."

He raised his voice and spoke to the people in the chariot, their gazes converged in mid-air, and the priest of the temple clearly saw the joy in his eyes, as if he had ignored her previous cold words and warnings.

"."

The general is indeed a paranoid person.

The priest of the temple slowly stepped down from the chariot.

"Greetings, Lord Priest!!!"

All around the venue, there were bursts of sound waves in an instant.

The temple priest glanced at the general who was still behind him, and walked forward without saying a word.

The general understood the meaning of her eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up: "This general is responsible for guarding the sacrificial ceremony, and the safety of the priest is naturally the most important thing."

Therefore, he must always follow behind her.

The complex and heavy robes worn by the priests of the temple scratched across the smooth ground. Her brows and eyes were full of compassion and indifference and the unfathomable depth revealed by those insightful eyes.

Under such eyes, no matter how different the thoughts of the lost princes and ministers are, they can only restrain themselves.

The general followed the priests of the temple all the way to the altar, and then watched her step up the steps of the altar step by step and walked towards the highest position.

When the priest of the temple reached the center of the circular altar, he withdrew his gaze, stood aside, and exchanged a glance with Xi Yan who was opposite.

Standing next to Xi Yan were the sixth prince and the fifth prince. According to the fifth prince's current hatred for the sixth prince, if he wanted to make a move, at such a close distance, the sixth prince would definitely splatter the blood on the spot.

Fortunately, Si Jin's ice-cold gaze swept towards the faint-breathing people behind them calmly. These were the dead men he had arranged.

Of course, he would not let anyone disturb the sacrificial ceremony of the priest of the temple.

After the priests of the temple prayed to heaven and earth, the sacrificial ceremony began soon.

In order to communicate with the heavens, or to please the gods, the priests of the temple need to dance a dance of witchcraft in person.

Even though she was wearing such a thick priest's robe, her movements were not affected at all, but in the eyes of the general, he still liked the figure of the temple priest dancing his sword under the moon.

It was the only one in the world, and only he could appreciate it at the same time.

However, just as the dance of witchcraft was about to end, something happened suddenly——

"Old Six, go to hell!"

The fifth prince, who had been silent in the crowd, suddenly made an attack. He pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed it into the body of the sixth prince next to him.

The sixth prince was startled and dodged subconsciously, but was still injured by the dagger.

Originally, the dagger was about to pierce his waist, but the dead man behind the fifth prince who had been staring at him quickly made a move and stopped him.

"what?!"

The fifth prince was forcefully stripped of his strength, and knelt down weakly. Looking at the sixth prince who was only slightly injured, his eyes were full of strong resentment.

This incident happened suddenly, and in just an instant, the crowd caused a commotion. The king hid behind the general as early as when the incident happened.

The sound of weapons colliding sounded from the periphery, which was very clear.

The king was frightened and flinched: "Big, big general"

The faces of the princes and ministers present were not good, and they all looked at the people holding heavy soldiers in the field.

Although the fifth prince was held down by the dead man, he still couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha, the outside has long been surrounded by my army!"

The sixth prince covered his stomach and glared at him angrily: "Fifth! How dare you! This is a sacrificial ceremony!"

Xi Yan next to him silently stayed away from these two people with bad brains, so as not to harm Yuchi.