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Chapter 768: Ten days later, return to the Witch Clan, dance of blessing

Ten days later, Arctic ice field, Wushan.

Princess Rong was filled with joy when she saw her son returning safely. She was even more surprised when she heard that the two were married. She immediately ordered people to arrange a grand replacement wedding for them in the large square used by the tribe for sacrifices.

It was night, the moon and stars were sparse, and the sacrificial square was bustling with people.

The bonfire was lit, and the large square illuminated by dozens of fires was brightly lit. The tribesmen, regardless of gender, old or young, all danced happily around the fire.

Ye Xiuyan put on the bridal attire of the Wu clan, with green feathers in her hair and three bright lines of paint on her cheeks, and came to the square accompanied by Princess Rong.

From the fire in the middle of the square, a group of young girls about her age ran over, each holding a copper bell the size of a red date, hanging on the ribbon surrounding the bride's thin waist.

Lin Jingcheng, dressed in groom's clothes, came slowly surrounded by teenagers, took his beloved wife's hand, and came to the fire.

The girls danced around the fire, and Lin Jingcheng also took his beloved wife to participate.

The copper bells hanging on the ribbons swayed gently with the bride's slender waist, making a pleasant tinkling sound.

The prayer dance begins.

Under the leadership of the wizard, the tribesmen sang ancient songs and followed a cheerful rhythm, singing and dancing around the newlyweds.

Ye Xiuyan's heart felt inexplicably soft. The moment the prayer ended, she suddenly felt a subtle connection with this mysterious and ancient race.

"My child, drink this bowl of blessed water, and you will become a member of the Wu Clan from now on."

The oldest wizard in the witch clan, a white-haired old woman, came to the bride lovingly, carrying a bowl of silver-gray water that had been burned into a talisman.

Ye Xiuyan subconsciously looked at Lin Jingcheng, saw him nodded, took the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Fu Shui entered her belly, and her belly felt warm, as if there was a fire the size of a pea, warming her uterus.

When the old woman saw that she drank the water, her smile became even more kind. She held up a skull-headed crutch and walked around the two newlyweds: "The water of blessing is also called the water of blessing children. Drink this bowl of water and bless your descendants." "

Ye Xiuyan's ears turned red with embarrassment, her eyelids drooped, and she did not dare to look at the playful smiling faces of her clansmen.

~The prayers were over, and fresh venison was skewered on the grill of the fire. The tribesmen drank and ate meat, and the young boys and girls gathered around a young couple and laughed non-stop.

Lin Jingcheng refused to refuse anyone who came, drinking one glass after another, attracting cheers one after another.

Ye Xiuyan was aroused by him and couldn't help but drink two more drinks, her cheeks were slightly tipsy.

"If you drink the bowl of water that gives children, will you be able to give birth to a baby with supernatural powers?"

After three more glasses of wine, she rubbed her unconscious head and fell into her husband's arms.

"Madam, do you like babies with special powers?"

Lin Jingcheng hugged his beloved wife tightly, his eyes gradually becoming darker.

"Yes, I like it."

Ye Xiuyan's eyes were blurred with drunkenness, and she rubbed his heart affectionately.

"Okay, let's go and give birth to a baby with special powers."

Lin Jingcheng's eyes showed adoration. He picked up his beloved wife with both hands and disappeared in a flash.

"Haha, it's nice to be young."

The old woman smiled lovingly, turned her skull staff and stood up shakily from the fire.

"Grandma Mu, Yunxuan will help you go back."

Princess Rong hurriedly stood up and reached out to help.

"No need, this old bone can last for a few more years."

Granny Mu smiled and waved her hands, leaning on a cane, slowly walked towards the back mountain, gradually blending into the dark night.

(End of this chapter)