I don't think Blue Protector can take on everything
The voice suddenly came from the other end of the blood pool, and the cheerful and straightforward voice was the left guardian Youzen
Lan Ruo looked back at her, but her fingers were not stopped, and she fainted. Her dark blue sleeves were spreading, and her true energy was circling inside, ready to hit her chest.
At the last moment, Yueying took action, and his palms floated to meet his true energy. The two of them touched their internal strength and each took three steps back.
Lan Ruo raised his right palm, surprised that his internal strength had only 30% used. Suddenly he understood: I hugged you just now, you used poison on me, right? The girl is a good method.
Yueying is still cold face: Blue protector is the best skill. He can still use his martial arts after being poisoned by me.
She has always been arrogant, not good at scheming, and is not very good at martial arts. However, she can survive in the Ghost Sect until now, relying on poisoning
The poison of Tiankill Moon Shadow has never been antidote, it has always been the death talisman of the Yama Palace
Lan Ruo's palm was slightly dark at this moment, but his nails were pale and slightly fluorescent. He smiled bitterly, knowing that the poisoning was deep, so he put his hand into the sleeve tube.
Youchan's footsteps were getting closer and closer. Lan Ruo lowered his head, looked at the pair of soft boots he had given her personally, and finally whispered: According to the Left Guardian's meaning, how should we deal with this matter
Before Youchan could answer, the coma night Mèi began to tremble all over, his hands gathered into a lotus, and his throat rustled, making a murmur that was sometimes light and sometimes heavy: The lotus fell into the pond, the bloody color was heavy, and the evil was hard to repay, and no one returned it...
She sang a song that only had a dozen words twice, but the kneeling church members seemed to have been struck by lightning twice, and they were all shocked to disperse their souls.
This song was sung by someone twenty-five years ago and was also next to this blood pool. At that time, the blood lotus was broken in half, leaving only a dead stem.
The terrible thing happened the next day. The plague spread in Lanzhao City. In just one day, no less than a thousand people died of illness.
The old blood color blindfolded everyone's eyes, and the voice of the man almost pierced the sky of Lan Zhaocheng: Please also ask the left guardian to fulfill his promise and offer sacrifices to our Lord!
I mean I'll sacrifice
Youchan looked around everyone, stood in front of Lan Ruo, spoke extremely calmly, then went down and unbuttoned his belt
The clothes faded away quickly. Youchan started practicing martial arts when he was young. His body was very tight, his skin was slightly wheat-colored, his breasts were not too big but very firm, his waist was slender and his legs were straight, just like others, beautiful and bright
Since she is the protector of this sect, of course she is not afraid of sacrifice for this sect. She spread her arms to face Lan Ruo, and there was a deep meaning in her smile: I also have to ask the protector of this sacrificial ceremony in person.
The altar was quickly set up, just on the west bank of the Blood Pool, a bright red, unusually large wooden stool was placed in the center of the altar, carved into the shape of a half-open lotus. The Youchan man was half-sitting, his limbs were tightly tied to the stool, and his body was covered with a piece of red silk.
There were countless church members under the altar, all faced with their hands raised to the blood pool, mourning their blood lotus
A little girl wearing water-green clothes walked in at this time, gave a gift to everyone, and said crisply: The leader said that he agreed to be sacrificed by the left guardian. All the reasons should be handled by the Blue Guardian. If the Blue Guardian confirmed that the reincarnation of the Blood Lotus was true, the leader would immediately abdicate.
After saying this, she hurriedly left the scene. The church members had not waited for their leader, so they had to turn collectively, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at Lan Ruo.
Lan Ruo is silent in the center of thousands of people, facing the deep blue sea, and there are countless dark tides under the calm
To prove that the blood lotus on the middle of my eyebrows is fake, it is not difficult. What is difficult is how to explain the blood lotus falling into the pond
All religions know that the blood lotus absorbs the essence of the blood pool. It transforms into shape at the darkest midnight of the Yin year, Yin time, Yin day, and is a magical object that will never wither for thousands of years. Even the thunder in the Nine Heavens cannot be struck.
Tell them that all legends are lies?
To be honest, the blood lotus is actually a fine handicraft, so it was cut off?
Impossible, the faith of the church is the foundation of the Blood Lotus Sect, this is a lie that must not be exposed.
There was no perfect solution for a while, but his silence had already made the church members impatient. The man had come forward and pulled away the red silk on Youchan's body and said loudly: Since the leader agreed, the sacrifice ceremony began. Please come forward with the brothers who drew the red tag.
Below the red silk is Youchan's naked body. Because her legs are tied, her private parts are completely exposed, and she is lit up in front of everyone in the wind.
Sacrifice means that the forty-nine male sects who drew the red tag came up to get acquainted, and the semen representing desire was shot deep in Youchan's body, and finally sank into the blood pool with Youchan.
Some elderly church members still remember the sacrifice twenty-five years ago, the long breathing sound on the stage, and the inability to suppress themselves in the audience, and finally ejaculated all over the crotch.
The old days seemed to be reappearing again. Forty-nine church members stepped onto the altar. Some of them were very jealous and couldn't wait to press their hands on Youchan's chest.
Youchan didn't speak, bit his lower lip, his eyes were covered in blood, staring firmly at Lan Ruo's back
A finger penetrated her, stirring her lingeringly inside, and the crowd was silent, and the heartbeat was all piled up, and heavy breathing was rising one after another.
Lan Ruo didn't look back, from beginning to end, just squinted his eyes in front of the stage and slowly spread his right hand
Through the breeze between his five fingers, his hands whirled gracefully, and the night, who had been watching coldly in the audience, instantly understood
He was activating the illusion, on this high platform, trying to the minds of thousands of people under the console.
The poison has spread to his internal organs. His bet is undoubtedly his life
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All the forty-nine church members were removed from their bodies and automatically formed a circle to surround Youzen.
That finger was still stroking the pearl, Youchan held his breath, able to control fear, but could not control the pleasure
The private parts were silently wet, everything was ready to stop, forty-nine hot arrows of desire had been hunched, and the tragedy seemed to be destined to be repeated
Just when thousands of people were holding their breath, a female voice suddenly came from the crowd. She was a young female church member pointing her finger at the pool of blood.
Look, she raised her hand in the air, and her voice was a little scared: Have you seen it? Waves are rising in the blood pool
Everyone turned around and saw waves in the blood pool. At first, there were gentle little waves, then waves rose one after another, waves slapped the pond shore, waves splashed more than half a person high, and red rain fell all over the sky.
The sacrifice stopped, everyone leaned over and knelt down, holding lotus flowers in their hands with fear on their faces
A red rain drifted by, and the wave gradually closed. A vortex began to wrap up in the center of the pool, and it became more and more urgent. Finally, it covered the entire blood pool.
At this time, the whole scene was really silent. Lan Ruo activated all his strength, and even Wan Mèi could no longer control his mind. He was caught in this illusion. He saw a red light coming out of the center of the vortex, lit up from the bottom of the pool, illuminating all the way to her eyebrows.
The red light became brighter and brighter. The lotus flowers spread out in the middle of the eyebrows, and followed the red light to leave her forehead. Finally, they came to the blood pool, wrapped in a whirlpool, and spit out a golden light.
The blood lotus was reborn, and in an instant, it had grown more than one person tall. The stem was elegantly bent, the petals were hugging each other, and the red ghostly and charming
The blood pool is calm again, and the lotus in the middle of the eyebrows is gone. Lan Ruo then looked up, his voice firm and sharp, and there is no doubt at all. He said: The blood lotus has been alive for thousands of years, and he needs a host to preserve his essence and is soon reborn. Everything is just a misunderstanding. Our Lord has never been angry at all. The sacrifice has ended here. Please come back.
Everyone looked at each other, and they were still unable to recover
Lan Ruo's voice became louder: Blood Lotus has just been reborn and needs rest. Please come back
Someone stood up and left, and the figures on the field gradually became sparse. Lan Ruo pinched his palm tightly, and cold sweat on his forehead drizzled like drizzle.
Youchan was very skilled. At this time, he was the first to wake up from the illusion and quickly said loudly.
Wait, she struggled on the red stool: Everyone can see clearly this...
Lan Ruo in front of the stage was like lightning, and raised her hand and tapped her mute hole. She couldn't say the following half sentence, so she could only watch the church members disperse like this.
The illusion disappeared, there were only four people left by the blood pool, there were no lotus in the pool, and the forehead was still red
Lan Ruo walked slowly to Youchan, untied her mute hole, and started to untickle the first rope.
The opportunity was rare. Even Mèi and Yueying exchanged a glance, pulled out the Shenyin tied between their legs, and quietly used a move of "The Sky Light End"
The whip tail was swept on the back, but Lan Ruo was still untiing the rope. You Chan's heart was fiercely fighting, and in the end he couldn't help but remind: Be careful behind it!
Lan Ruo's eyes lit up, picked up the red silk on the ground, and greeted Shen Yin in the air.
The red silk was shattered by the Shenyin attack, but Lan Ruo also held the tail of the whip and stepped forward with internal force. Not only did he knock Wanmèi away, but he also grabbed her Shenyin with his backhand.
The strength is fully demonstrated in one move, Lan Ruo and the deep blue Ruo sea are indeed unfathomable
He was afraid of the spread of poison before, so he didn't fight with Yueying, and did not immediately take his life.
But now the poison has penetrated his heart and lungs anyway, he will die and no longer be afraid
This momentum is called "Late Mèi and Yueying" stop, and he finally got free and went to untie the rope for Youchan.
Blood seeped out of the corners of the eyes, and the dark blood dripped on Youchan's chest, and it was slightly fluorescent.
Youchan felt cold in his heart, Lan Ruo sighed, still very gentle: Okay, I'm about to die now, you don't need to find someone to kill me again
This sentence is very light, but it is like a sharp cone piercing into the depths of Youchan's soul
It turns out you knew that she raised her eyes, not knowing whether it was crying or laughing: Can you tell me when you knew it
The second day after you became a guardian, when you first found someone to poison me
The so-called lies that are free to get along with each other are completely torn apart, and the so-called love is broken by the fall
Youchan's voice became sharp: So you didn't let me see the leader, so you never let me approach the blood pool alone! Since you already knew, why didn't you kill me, why did you still pretend to be hypocritical!
Lan Ruo lowered his head and bleeding from his ears. He asked without answering a question: Why, I should ask you this sentence, why did you kill me? I asked myself that I have never felt guilty in my life.
You are worthy of yourselves. Youchan's face finally darkened: I am guilty of only the Blood Lotus Sect, but the leader you have never shown up for ten years. You are just a blockade stone in front of me.
Why don’t you tell the truth? In the end, she knelt in front of Lan Ruo, and kept rubbing the blood flowing from the seven orifices with her fingers: Since you are reluctant to give me sacrifice, why don’t you just tell them that everything is fake, including the plague twenty-five years ago!!
The sweet and sinful smell of sin was scraped from the side of the blood pool. Lan Ruo smiled bitterly, knowing that there was no secret anymore, everything was torn apart.
The voice suddenly came from the other end of the blood pool, and the cheerful and straightforward voice was the left guardian Youzen
Lan Ruo looked back at her, but her fingers were not stopped, and she fainted. Her dark blue sleeves were spreading, and her true energy was circling inside, ready to hit her chest.
At the last moment, Yueying took action, and his palms floated to meet his true energy. The two of them touched their internal strength and each took three steps back.
Lan Ruo raised his right palm, surprised that his internal strength had only 30% used. Suddenly he understood: I hugged you just now, you used poison on me, right? The girl is a good method.
Yueying is still cold face: Blue protector is the best skill. He can still use his martial arts after being poisoned by me.
She has always been arrogant, not good at scheming, and is not very good at martial arts. However, she can survive in the Ghost Sect until now, relying on poisoning
The poison of Tiankill Moon Shadow has never been antidote, it has always been the death talisman of the Yama Palace
Lan Ruo's palm was slightly dark at this moment, but his nails were pale and slightly fluorescent. He smiled bitterly, knowing that the poisoning was deep, so he put his hand into the sleeve tube.
Youchan's footsteps were getting closer and closer. Lan Ruo lowered his head, looked at the pair of soft boots he had given her personally, and finally whispered: According to the Left Guardian's meaning, how should we deal with this matter
Before Youchan could answer, the coma night Mèi began to tremble all over, his hands gathered into a lotus, and his throat rustled, making a murmur that was sometimes light and sometimes heavy: The lotus fell into the pond, the bloody color was heavy, and the evil was hard to repay, and no one returned it...
She sang a song that only had a dozen words twice, but the kneeling church members seemed to have been struck by lightning twice, and they were all shocked to disperse their souls.
This song was sung by someone twenty-five years ago and was also next to this blood pool. At that time, the blood lotus was broken in half, leaving only a dead stem.
The terrible thing happened the next day. The plague spread in Lanzhao City. In just one day, no less than a thousand people died of illness.
The old blood color blindfolded everyone's eyes, and the voice of the man almost pierced the sky of Lan Zhaocheng: Please also ask the left guardian to fulfill his promise and offer sacrifices to our Lord!
I mean I'll sacrifice
Youchan looked around everyone, stood in front of Lan Ruo, spoke extremely calmly, then went down and unbuttoned his belt
The clothes faded away quickly. Youchan started practicing martial arts when he was young. His body was very tight, his skin was slightly wheat-colored, his breasts were not too big but very firm, his waist was slender and his legs were straight, just like others, beautiful and bright
Since she is the protector of this sect, of course she is not afraid of sacrifice for this sect. She spread her arms to face Lan Ruo, and there was a deep meaning in her smile: I also have to ask the protector of this sacrificial ceremony in person.
The altar was quickly set up, just on the west bank of the Blood Pool, a bright red, unusually large wooden stool was placed in the center of the altar, carved into the shape of a half-open lotus. The Youchan man was half-sitting, his limbs were tightly tied to the stool, and his body was covered with a piece of red silk.
There were countless church members under the altar, all faced with their hands raised to the blood pool, mourning their blood lotus
A little girl wearing water-green clothes walked in at this time, gave a gift to everyone, and said crisply: The leader said that he agreed to be sacrificed by the left guardian. All the reasons should be handled by the Blue Guardian. If the Blue Guardian confirmed that the reincarnation of the Blood Lotus was true, the leader would immediately abdicate.
After saying this, she hurriedly left the scene. The church members had not waited for their leader, so they had to turn collectively, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at Lan Ruo.
Lan Ruo is silent in the center of thousands of people, facing the deep blue sea, and there are countless dark tides under the calm
To prove that the blood lotus on the middle of my eyebrows is fake, it is not difficult. What is difficult is how to explain the blood lotus falling into the pond
All religions know that the blood lotus absorbs the essence of the blood pool. It transforms into shape at the darkest midnight of the Yin year, Yin time, Yin day, and is a magical object that will never wither for thousands of years. Even the thunder in the Nine Heavens cannot be struck.
Tell them that all legends are lies?
To be honest, the blood lotus is actually a fine handicraft, so it was cut off?
Impossible, the faith of the church is the foundation of the Blood Lotus Sect, this is a lie that must not be exposed.
There was no perfect solution for a while, but his silence had already made the church members impatient. The man had come forward and pulled away the red silk on Youchan's body and said loudly: Since the leader agreed, the sacrifice ceremony began. Please come forward with the brothers who drew the red tag.
Below the red silk is Youchan's naked body. Because her legs are tied, her private parts are completely exposed, and she is lit up in front of everyone in the wind.
Sacrifice means that the forty-nine male sects who drew the red tag came up to get acquainted, and the semen representing desire was shot deep in Youchan's body, and finally sank into the blood pool with Youchan.
Some elderly church members still remember the sacrifice twenty-five years ago, the long breathing sound on the stage, and the inability to suppress themselves in the audience, and finally ejaculated all over the crotch.
The old days seemed to be reappearing again. Forty-nine church members stepped onto the altar. Some of them were very jealous and couldn't wait to press their hands on Youchan's chest.
Youchan didn't speak, bit his lower lip, his eyes were covered in blood, staring firmly at Lan Ruo's back
A finger penetrated her, stirring her lingeringly inside, and the crowd was silent, and the heartbeat was all piled up, and heavy breathing was rising one after another.
Lan Ruo didn't look back, from beginning to end, just squinted his eyes in front of the stage and slowly spread his right hand
Through the breeze between his five fingers, his hands whirled gracefully, and the night, who had been watching coldly in the audience, instantly understood
He was activating the illusion, on this high platform, trying to the minds of thousands of people under the console.
The poison has spread to his internal organs. His bet is undoubtedly his life
※※※※※
All the forty-nine church members were removed from their bodies and automatically formed a circle to surround Youzen.
That finger was still stroking the pearl, Youchan held his breath, able to control fear, but could not control the pleasure
The private parts were silently wet, everything was ready to stop, forty-nine hot arrows of desire had been hunched, and the tragedy seemed to be destined to be repeated
Just when thousands of people were holding their breath, a female voice suddenly came from the crowd. She was a young female church member pointing her finger at the pool of blood.
Look, she raised her hand in the air, and her voice was a little scared: Have you seen it? Waves are rising in the blood pool
Everyone turned around and saw waves in the blood pool. At first, there were gentle little waves, then waves rose one after another, waves slapped the pond shore, waves splashed more than half a person high, and red rain fell all over the sky.
The sacrifice stopped, everyone leaned over and knelt down, holding lotus flowers in their hands with fear on their faces
A red rain drifted by, and the wave gradually closed. A vortex began to wrap up in the center of the pool, and it became more and more urgent. Finally, it covered the entire blood pool.
At this time, the whole scene was really silent. Lan Ruo activated all his strength, and even Wan Mèi could no longer control his mind. He was caught in this illusion. He saw a red light coming out of the center of the vortex, lit up from the bottom of the pool, illuminating all the way to her eyebrows.
The red light became brighter and brighter. The lotus flowers spread out in the middle of the eyebrows, and followed the red light to leave her forehead. Finally, they came to the blood pool, wrapped in a whirlpool, and spit out a golden light.
The blood lotus was reborn, and in an instant, it had grown more than one person tall. The stem was elegantly bent, the petals were hugging each other, and the red ghostly and charming
The blood pool is calm again, and the lotus in the middle of the eyebrows is gone. Lan Ruo then looked up, his voice firm and sharp, and there is no doubt at all. He said: The blood lotus has been alive for thousands of years, and he needs a host to preserve his essence and is soon reborn. Everything is just a misunderstanding. Our Lord has never been angry at all. The sacrifice has ended here. Please come back.
Everyone looked at each other, and they were still unable to recover
Lan Ruo's voice became louder: Blood Lotus has just been reborn and needs rest. Please come back
Someone stood up and left, and the figures on the field gradually became sparse. Lan Ruo pinched his palm tightly, and cold sweat on his forehead drizzled like drizzle.
Youchan was very skilled. At this time, he was the first to wake up from the illusion and quickly said loudly.
Wait, she struggled on the red stool: Everyone can see clearly this...
Lan Ruo in front of the stage was like lightning, and raised her hand and tapped her mute hole. She couldn't say the following half sentence, so she could only watch the church members disperse like this.
The illusion disappeared, there were only four people left by the blood pool, there were no lotus in the pool, and the forehead was still red
Lan Ruo walked slowly to Youchan, untied her mute hole, and started to untickle the first rope.
The opportunity was rare. Even Mèi and Yueying exchanged a glance, pulled out the Shenyin tied between their legs, and quietly used a move of "The Sky Light End"
The whip tail was swept on the back, but Lan Ruo was still untiing the rope. You Chan's heart was fiercely fighting, and in the end he couldn't help but remind: Be careful behind it!
Lan Ruo's eyes lit up, picked up the red silk on the ground, and greeted Shen Yin in the air.
The red silk was shattered by the Shenyin attack, but Lan Ruo also held the tail of the whip and stepped forward with internal force. Not only did he knock Wanmèi away, but he also grabbed her Shenyin with his backhand.
The strength is fully demonstrated in one move, Lan Ruo and the deep blue Ruo sea are indeed unfathomable
He was afraid of the spread of poison before, so he didn't fight with Yueying, and did not immediately take his life.
But now the poison has penetrated his heart and lungs anyway, he will die and no longer be afraid
This momentum is called "Late Mèi and Yueying" stop, and he finally got free and went to untie the rope for Youchan.
Blood seeped out of the corners of the eyes, and the dark blood dripped on Youchan's chest, and it was slightly fluorescent.
Youchan felt cold in his heart, Lan Ruo sighed, still very gentle: Okay, I'm about to die now, you don't need to find someone to kill me again
This sentence is very light, but it is like a sharp cone piercing into the depths of Youchan's soul
It turns out you knew that she raised her eyes, not knowing whether it was crying or laughing: Can you tell me when you knew it
The second day after you became a guardian, when you first found someone to poison me
The so-called lies that are free to get along with each other are completely torn apart, and the so-called love is broken by the fall
Youchan's voice became sharp: So you didn't let me see the leader, so you never let me approach the blood pool alone! Since you already knew, why didn't you kill me, why did you still pretend to be hypocritical!
Lan Ruo lowered his head and bleeding from his ears. He asked without answering a question: Why, I should ask you this sentence, why did you kill me? I asked myself that I have never felt guilty in my life.
You are worthy of yourselves. Youchan's face finally darkened: I am guilty of only the Blood Lotus Sect, but the leader you have never shown up for ten years. You are just a blockade stone in front of me.
Why don’t you tell the truth? In the end, she knelt in front of Lan Ruo, and kept rubbing the blood flowing from the seven orifices with her fingers: Since you are reluctant to give me sacrifice, why don’t you just tell them that everything is fake, including the plague twenty-five years ago!!
The sweet and sinful smell of sin was scraped from the side of the blood pool. Lan Ruo smiled bitterly, knowing that there was no secret anymore, everything was torn apart.
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