The Secret History of Mars

The ten years of youth given by Wen Yuze are the capital for Feng Shuhai to truly start over!

"Plop!" With a sound, Feng Shuhai knelt on the steps and kowtowed to Wen Yuze who was walking in front of him and Yuan Yizhou, "Thank you He Bo for your kindness in rebirth. Shuhai will be a donkey and a horse in this life, no matter what!" Then He kowtowed three times in a row, and his head hit the ground with a thumping sound.

Wen Yuze stood on the high steps and turned to look at Feng Shuhai who was kneeling below. He didn't seem to have any intention of being humble. His natural imperial temperament made him naturally ask, "Are you really willing to be a donkey or a horse? Repay my favor?"

Feng Shuhai said with tears in his eyes, "I am absolutely telling you that, as long as Shuhai is within his ability, he will definitely repay He Bo with all his heart and soul!"

"As you wish, get up. I do have something I need you to do." Wen Yuze said calmly.

After hearing what Wen Yuze said, Feng Shuhai stood up with great piety and followed Wen Yuze's footsteps up the ladder.

However, Yuan Yizhou felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it, so he followed Feng Shuhai up the steps of the ladder to heaven. After walking a few steps, he suddenly realized that Wen Yuze had closed his mind to him, and he could no longer hear Wen Yuze's inner voice. Obviously, he didn't want Yuan Yizhou to know what Wen Yuze wanted Feng Shuhai to do.

Wen Yuze, Feng Shuhai and Yuan Yizhou followed the ladder and returned to Wenye Hall. At this time, the high priest was in the front hall, ordering the guards to add refreshments. Ye Qinghe was watching the foodie Cui Xingmeng wolfing down the food.

Seeing Yuan Yizhou coming out from behind the statue, Cui Xingmeng greeted excitedly, "Yizhou, come quickly, the pastries made from Qiyan Ji Four Grain Wheat are really delicious!"

When Yuan Yizhou saw his lover, he stopped snooping around Wen Yuze and came to Xingmeng's side. She stuffed a piece of wheat cake into her mouth. It tasted really soft and sweet and melted in her mouth.

"Is Shuhai okay?" Cui Xingmeng asked when he saw Feng Shuhai standing behind Wen Yuze. Cui Xingmeng also listened clearly to the voice of baby Feng Shuhai just now.

"It should be fine. Yu Ze gave him ten years of youth. He may have turned back to the shy and taciturn boy he once was. He should get used to it after a while." Yuan Yizhou felt that something was wrong with Feng Shuhai from just now until now. He was atheistic. Feng Shuhai, a novelist, worshiped Wen Yuze like a god. Maybe after experiencing such great sorrow and joy, people's behavior will be a little abnormal, Yuan Yizhou thought in this way.

Wen Yuze stood far behind the statue and did not join the tea party in the front hall. Feng Shuhai also lowered his hands respectfully and stood behind Wen Yuze. After the high priest saw Wen Yuze, he lowered his head and took out his crystal skull, and touched it between his eyebrows. The corners of Wen Yuze's mouth behind the statue slightly raised, and he let out a smile that could not read the emotion.

"Mr. Yizhou, Miss Xingmeng ate too much wheat cake. She may be high in sugar and make her sleepy. Besides, it's getting late. Why don't you two go upstairs to rest early." The high priest glanced at the guards beside him. , they picked up the pastries that Cui Xingmeng had not finished eating, and prepared to lead the way, leading the two of them to the bedroom upstairs to rest.

After the high priest said this, Cui Xingmeng did feel a little sleepy, so she pulled Yuan Yizhou and followed the guards upstairs. Before he even got upstairs, he was so breathless that he leaned against Yuan Yizhou's shoulders and fell into a daze.

Ye Qinghe, who was downstairs, didn't eat much wheat cake, but he felt a little sleepy, so he said to the high priest, "Where is my room? Please show me the way, I'm a little sleepy too."

"Qinghe, don't be in a hurry to rest. I have something to say to you." Without waiting for the high priest to reply, Wen Yuze walked from behind the statue, along the corridor, to the front hall, and just as he was about to get up from the couch, he walked to Ye Qinghe. Press and sit down again.

"Isn't what I just said to Wuzhiqi very clear? Is there anything else you can say to me?" Ye Qinghe was a little confused, his head felt heavy, and he felt more sleepy.

"Master has worked so hard to collect the demon threads you lost thousands of years ago in the fragments of time. But these demon threads are too fragile and there is no way to return them to your carrier." Wen Yuze said, while Wuzhiqi took out the transparent crystal ball he had just given to them, with a few strands of floc floating in it.

"Yes, so these demonic threads are useless. I accept Wu Zhiqi's wishes. Don't be persistent anymore. If the demonic threads are broken, just break them." Ye Qinghe could not open his eyes at this time. Why? Will be so sleepy.

"If I have a way to reconnect these broken demon threads, would you be willing to put them back into your carrier?" Wen Yuze asked quietly, "Look at what I said, these demon threads are yours. After I connected them, I naturally have to return them to you."

"Renew the demon silk?" Ye Qinghe was already very sleepy at this time. "What do you want to do..." Before he finished the last sentence, he fell asleep. Wen Yuze immediately caught Ye who was lying down. Qinghe held her in his arms.

"He Bo, the altar for the Heavenly Sacrifice is ready. We just need the sacrifices for the Living Sacrifice. I have sent people to Yaotai to recruit them, and they should arrive soon." The high priest hurriedly stepped forward to report, "Mai The sleeping element in the cake will make Miss Ye sleep for at least an hour, which is enough for heavenly sacrifice. "

"Where are those two?" Wen Yuze raised his eyes and looked at the bedroom on the second floor where Yuan Yizhou and Cui Xingmeng were.

"Miss Cui has eaten a lot and will probably sleep until dawn. Mr. Yuan only ate one bite and may wake up very early, but even if he wakes up, he will be weak for several hours and won't be able to do anything." The high priest answered truthfully. road.

"Add him as a sacrifice. I just gave him ten years of youth with the Pangu ax. It's more than enough to complete the heavenly sacrifice." Wen Yuze pointed towards Feng Shuhai, who was standing next to the statue and was extremely respectful.

"Isn't this a friend of your distinguished guest?" The high priest looked in the direction of Wen Yuze's finger. Feng Shuhai's eyes were empty at this time, as if someone had manipulated his consciousness. "Did he make a voluntary spell?!"

"Yes, just now down there, he made a wish to be a donkey or a horse, and he would do anything to repay my kindness for rebirth." Wen Yuze said, "This should be the most powerful wishing spell among the voluntary spells, and it is much more powerful than the previous one." The people recruited by Yaotai Zheng are even more powerful!"

"Congratulations to He Bo, you have received the sacrifice for the wishing animal curse. Now you can even save the immortal wine. The living sacrifice will renew the demon silk, and it will be successful." The high priest patted the horse at the right time and said.

"Yes, we must succeed!" Wen Yuze looked at Ye Qinghe who was sleeping soundly in his arms. His thousand-year obsession was about to become a reality. He would not hesitate to make any sacrifices, "Let's get started!"