Emperor Leng's favorite belly black mad concubine

Chapter 1649 Priest Hall [4]

Sacrifice is simple and simple, but also complicated and complicated.

The outer hall was spacious and filled with the smell of sandalwood. A few people stood in front of a large cauldron, saluted, lit incense candles, and three members of the jury came out and chanted a few words in Sanskrit, and it was considered completed.

When the members of the jury came out, Ye Xiyue saw that they were wearing very strange robes. The reason why they said it was strange was that the red totems embroidered on their robes were not the red totems of the blood race, but a complicated totem. It looks more like a beast pattern.

There are nine people in the jury, and only three have come out so far. It is said that the people in the jury are extremely powerful and unpredictable.

Ye Xiyue felt very relaxed today. Although Fu Zheng glared at her from time to time, she ignored them all. Because of her signature status as a disciple of Xueyun Sect, Fu Zheng did not dare to deal with her blatantly.

Just one word: cool!

After the sacrifice, the big guys stayed in the outer hall to rest for a while, except for Wen Ziran and Fu Zheng, the rest could look around.

The priest's hall is not so much a hall, but more like a separate palace, carved from white marble, giving people a sacred and noble feeling.

Ye Xiyue was not polite at all, and walked directly towards the main hall. Several people had decided where Ye Xiyue was going. Fu Zheng immediately stood up from the stone table not far away, and waved his palm at Ye Xiyue. In the past, there was finally a chance to deal with this woman.

Ye Xiyue had already sensed the aura behind her, and Wen Ziran shouted, "Fu Zheng, what are you doing?"

Oops!

Wen Ziran was terrified, Fu Zheng's attack was too fast, if the master was there, he would definitely be able to stop it.

little master...

Almost when Fu Zheng's hand was about to land on Ye Xiyue's back, Ye Xiyue flashed, her speed was very fast, like a gust of wind, Fu Zheng's palm fell into the air, and he looked at Ye Xiyue in disbelief Yue, the girl who took a step back.

Ye Xiyue is not his opponent, he can be sure.

Ye Xiyue knew in her heart that Fu Zheng, Bai Fan, Bai Xue and Baili Jun were the four masters of the blood race, all of whom were stronger than her, and all of these four had lived for a long time.

She was able to avoid Fu Zheng's palm today entirely because she used all her strength. If Fu Zheng followed up with a second move, she would definitely not be able to dodge it.

But unfortunately, Fu Zheng stopped, he seemed surprised.

Fu Zheng was indeed shocked. It was almost impossible for Ye Xiyue to avoid his moves.

"Fu Zheng, you dare to touch someone from the Xueyun Sect?" Wen Ziran walked over in a rage, his eyes were cold, if it wasn't for the quick flash of the little master, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Damn Fu Zheng, it seems that he has to report this matter to his master when he goes back, and get rid of this old guy as soon as possible.

Fu Zhengzheng said, "This woman wants to enter the main hall. Violating the main hall is a capital offense. I just discipline her in place of the rules of the priest's hall."

Fu Zheng said so, Wen Ziran really couldn't say anything else, who didn't know that behind Fu Zheng was the support of the priests?

Not far away, the three members of the judging group came over, wearing black robes, and glanced at Fu Zheng, "Patriarch Fu is absolutely right, but anyone who wants to provoke the rules of the priest's hall will die."

Fu Ya snorted coldly, "Uncle, kill her! This woman just wants to break into the priest's hall!"

There was a trace of tension in the atmosphere for no reason.

Xue Wushang and Nan Wushuang stood behind Ye Xiyue, tugged at the corner of her clothes, Nan Wushuang asked: "Xiyue, what should we do now?"

(End of this chapter)