What a big deal.

Xia Jie couldn't help but murmured in his heart: "Well, let's not talk about this Yi God. It doesn't matter how strong he is. Several of his servants seem to be more than ten times stronger than me." For a moment.

, Xia Jie couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.

Taiyi carried the big bamboo basket and walked slowly to the place where the white air was the densest. A breeze swept out from Taiyi's body and the white air was pushed far away, revealing a building made of pure white jade.

Xia Jie and Qi Xin looked at the tombstone in front of the tomb and were stunned for a moment.

The tombstone is two feet high, and is a piece of lavender peerless jade. The spiritual energy in the jade is so abundant, and the texture of the jade is so good. The purple spiritual energy continues to spread outwards, turning into a puff of clouds.

Purple clouds slowly evaporated, and on the translucent jade, there were boldly carved characters: Tomb of the Beloved Wife Huang.

Dear wife...

Dear wife...

Dear wife...

Xia Jie and Qi Xin looked at each other, looking at Tai Yi's back in astonishment that suddenly became extremely bleak and trembling slightly.

Yi Shen and the servants had already knelt down on the ground and knelt down vigorously towards the tombstone.

Tai Yi slowly stroked the tombstone for a while, took out the luxurious offerings one after another from the big bamboo basket, and placed them neatly in front of the tombstone.

Qi Xin glanced at the sacrifices, grabbed Xia Jie's right hand fiercely, stuffed his fingers into her mouth, and then bit it down. She bit so hard that Xia Jie opened his mouth in pain.

He opened his mouth and almost screamed. If not for Xia Jie's strong self-control, his miserable howl would definitely alarm Tai Yi, who had already fallen into a certain atmosphere of thoughts. At that time, how would the crazy Tai Yi torment him?

Unknown things.

Qixin just bit Xia Jie's finger desperately, barely keeping herself from making a sound in surprise. These sacrifices, these sacrifices, according to the rituals of Daxia sacrifices, these are the sacrifices that can only be used to sacrifice the ancestors of the royal family.

.In particular, there are several very special sacrificial vessels inside, which can only be used to sacrifice those who have the status of queen.

However, Qi Xin grew up in the Witch Palace, and she had never heard that Tai Yi had a wife. Moreover... although Tai Yi was the first choice for the Xia King, he resolutely joined the Hidden Witch Palace.

He became a hidden witch instead of succeeding to the throne as King of Xia? How could he use the etiquette of sacrificing a queen to sacrifice a woman?

Two lines of hot tears had already rolled down Tai Yi's face. The strongest witch master in Daxia was trembling all over at this time, and he knelt in front of the tomb.

An extremely desolate sacrificial song was sung from Tai Yi's mouth. Yi Shen and the servants burst into tears, but Xia Jie and Qi Xin could not help but shed tears.

Xia Jie cursed in his heart: "I don't want to cry, I don't want to cry! But you old immortal, your cries contain such strong witchcraft power, I have to cry!"

When Tai Yi cried, the whole world was sad. Dark clouds came from the sky, and raindrops the size of soybeans began to fall. All the ignorant rare birds and animals on the entire island suddenly howled loudly at the same time.

Gradually, this sad mood spread to the entire basin. The two dozen cities that had been quiet became brightly lit for a while, and countless people began to cry inexplicably. Xia Jie and Qi Xin were ticking.

Tears, while exchanging helpless looks. Taiyi, Taiyi, his spiritual power is so huge, and his influence is so terrifying. Is it possible that every time he sacrifices this woman, millions of people will be affected?

Can't you cry with him?

There, Tai Yi cried for a while, and gradually stopped crying. He was chattering like a little baby who had just fallen in love, and recounted some past events. He was talking to the tomb.

The woman in the middle was recalling every detail of those years, but Xia Jie and Qi Xin who were standing aside, and even Bai who was lying stiffly next to Tai Yi, all pricked up their ears.

It sounds simple, but it is nothing more than a tragic story between a commoner's daughter and a high-ranking prince.

To put it bluntly, it was helpless. It was just a story about the prince who gave up his throne and joined the Hidden Witch Palace, trying to defeat the gods and become the witch god, and try to resurrect the woman.

A story about a prince and great witch who was depressed and almost twisted. In the long process of pursuing the way of heaven, he gave up on himself and finally angered others and deliberately caused trouble...

A story about a wizard who has never dared or refused to return to his old palace, and who has been wandering for hundreds of years. Suddenly due to some reasons, he returns to the place where he fell in love, but suddenly loses control.

Xia Jie thought of Tai Yi crying in his arms for a full quarter of an hour during the day, crying until he was weak.

"Asking what love is in this world is a matter of life and death..."

Plagiarizing a sentence from his previous life, Xia Jie sighed softly.

Qi Xin was stunned. With tears on her face, she glanced at Xia Jie blankly, then suddenly stretched out her hand and held Xia Jie's bloody fingers...

Xia Jie's body trembled. Countless jasmine flowers slowly floated by in front of his eyes. The face of a woman and the face of the woman in front of him quietly merged into one.

The yellow light on Xia Jie's body flashed, and the green energy on Qi Xin's body was full of greenness. The thickness of the earth and the vitality of the wood complemented each other, and gradually merged into one on Xia Jie's fingers.
Chapter completed!