In ancient times, people sacrificed, animal sacrificed, and food sacrificed, but no matter what, sacrifices were always indispensable.

The black nail that Ye Yu's body fused into his body, the word "sacrifice" contained in it is that he needs to feed his nails with his body and use himself as a sacrifice.

"I really want to live and die with the Deep Blue Star and give up my freedom for it? You have no way to judge the unexpected situation in the absurd land. No one knows whether we will encounter an irresistible trick in an instant!" Some of them smiled calmly.

Ye Yu shook her head indifferently: "Isn't this a decision long ago?"

"Things have come to this point, so we can't stop there."

"I'll thank you for everyone!"

"My choice is not required to be grateful for them."

After the two of them confirmed this, they came to the black coffin.

In the core conference room that is arranged like a mourning hall, it lies quietly here. From the outside, it is an old coffin with a little faded look.

The sacrificial spirit walked to the spirit platform and first lit two white candles, and the candlelight swayed and slowly burned.

Adding a hint of indefinite warmth to the cold room.

Ye Yu jumped, sat cross-legged in front of the black coffin, closing her eyes.

The priest picked up a stack of yellow paper from the table and took it to the front of the candle, igniting it with fire.

The soft and thin paper instantly ignited a raging fire in his hands, but in just a moment, it was completely burned out and turned into a burst of ashes.

The night rain sitting cross-legged sucks slightly,

These flying ashes floated, as if they were being pulled, and circled in the air for half a circle, flying from Ye Yu to his back, like black butterflies.

They all got into Ye Yu's slightly opened and closed mouths.

It was actually swallowed.

The sacred spirit picked up another handful of red incense, lit it with a candle, bowed to the coffin three times, then walked to Ye Yu, and held it with both hands.

Ye Yu protects her hands together.

The sacrificial spirit inserted the incense ball into Ye Yu's hands as if it was inserted into an incense burner.

He took the incense and the slowly rising smoke did not enter the sky, but drilled straight into his nostrils.

Ye Yu opened her mouth, stuffed the incense head with a little flame into her mouth, and started chewing it with big mouth.

A subtle 'stopping' sound of burning incense head drooping in his mouth.

The sound is small, but it is clearly heard in the quiet auditorium.

Crack, Crack.

The sound of chewing kept coming from Ye Yu's mouth. The sound was very loud, not like chewing fragrance, but more like chewing bones.

It even makes people wonder if he even chewed his teeth together and swallowed them.

When the last vetiver is sent into the mouth, the chewing sound stops.

The Spirit of Sacrifice picked up the two candles that were lit at the beginning and handed them to Ye Yu with the same gesture.

Bang--!

A very faint sound came from the coffin.

Both of them were convinced of this, but ignored it.

The surrounding environment gradually became blurred, like a layer of psychedelic mist, and even the patterns on the walls were gradually turning into terrifying and weird images.

But they could feel that they were indeed in the room.

This dual feeling is very contradictory.

Faced with this situation, neither of them cared about it, and the spirit just handed the candle in his hand to Ye Yu.

Ye Yu closed her eyes, but took it with great accuracy and continued to chew expressionlessly.

The sound of chewing bones continued to sound. The first time the Spirit of the Sacred Spirit knew that the candle was so crispy, and even raised the thought of trying it.

As soon as this thought arose, he reacted and hurriedly suppressed it.

joke!

How could he want to taste the candle? It was not his idea at all.

The surrounding environment became more and more blurry. The afterglow of the sacrifice spirit could see the gray mist around and the desolate plains around, and at the same time, the walls of the room itself.

He felt that this second overlapping environment was a little familiar with, but he didn't remember it.

Until he glanced at the corner of the other side and saw that there were black shadows nailed legs, he immediately reacted.

What he saw was the scene inside the coffin.

At this moment, Ye Yu suddenly let out a muffled and painful sound, and then his body melted like wax oil.

It turned into a pool of red wax oily items, mixed with crushed incense and ash.

Among them, it is mainly flesh and blood.

Under the gaze of the sacrifice spirit, the liquid transformed from night rain was pulled by invisible force and flowed towards the coffin lid of the black coffin.

Only then did the Spirit realize that at some point the black coffin actually opened a gap.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

This pool of liquid penetrated into the black coffin and disappeared.

Bang!

The black coffin suddenly clenched, and the scene inside the coffin around it also dissipated as the black coffin closed.

"Old Yu, go well along the way!" The spiritual spirit bowed deeply.

Dongdong!

With the sound of worship of the spirit, a knock sounded in the coffin, as if it was knocking on the door.

A slightly helpless voice came from it: "Hey, don't be so sad. I'm not dead yet, I just lost my freedom."

With a "bang", the lid of the coffin was pushed open and Ye Yu, who was intact, crawled out of it.

"Old Yu, you have made sacrifices, and there is always an atmosphere. Remember when we were facing the ambush in the Ming Realm in absurd place, I disappeared for a day. Didn't you also build a new grave for me!"

"How about it? Why don't I build one for you now?" Ji Ling said with a smile.

But Ye Yu frowned when she heard this, and according to the accumulation of strength in her body, she said in a deep voice: "When did I set up a new grave for you? What are you talking about?"

"Didn't we kill each other in one blow that time and kill the other side?"

"And you have never disappeared!"

The sacrificial spirit laughed even more warmly when he heard the words.

"It seems that it's you, Lao Yu. I'm afraid that you will be occupied by some strange will in the coffin. I deliberately try it out."

"Although your power traits and soul breath have not changed fundamentally, it is always good to be cautious."

Ye Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and he almost thought he was still in the illusion of the black coffin.

No one knows what he just went through, it was a more terrible experience than hell.

He doesn't want to experience it again!

"You'd better say it in advance next time, I almost took action!" Ye Yu was speechless.

"Haha, I said it in advance, won't it work?" Ji Ling laughed.

He was happy about his friend's return, and nothing happened.

"You are not afraid of weirdness, but also seized my will and occupied my memory. If I say something like this, you believe it?" Ye Yu said.

"No, no!"

"What is the answer to that sentence? It only accounts for a part of it. What's more important is that I'm observing your expression through this question."

"The strangeness has no emotion at all!" (The end of this chapter)

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