Yuanwei has always been a girl with more ideas than actions.

Because she has a brilliant brother, she has not had to bear heavy pressure since she was a child and can enjoy the rich royal life. Among the countless upper privileges, what she likes most is the privilege of being able to read books freely and letting her mind go.

When she was very young, she was loved by her elders with all kinds of fantasy ideas, and this pampering made her more curious and adventurous.

Holding the branches of immortality and running to Hongshan Academy alone to watch the year-end test is a proof of this. And being willing to be used as bait by the ancient tribe as bait to remove the branch lines in the flame king's court was also curious and adventurous.

However, as the old saying goes, you can't walk by the river without getting wet your shoes. Yuan Wei finally experienced the bloody weight behind this sentence with her own personal experience.

In fact, she had known the risks of fishing bait for a long time. On the top floor of the royal library, she had read some top secret information - those were valuable information found by ancestors of all generations from the Fire King Court. Among them, it had already mentioned that during the Fire Dynasty, blood sacrifices and living sacrifices emerged one after another. Not only was the Fire King, but his opponents were also unavoidable.

The so-called vows are usually closely linked to religion, royal power, etc., and these two are inseparable from sacrifices. Then the resonance of vows is likely to involve blood sacrifices and living sacrifices.

The silver bracelet on her wrist was identified by Qingyue as engraved with divine patterns. At that time, Yuanwei realized that she might have experienced a blood sacrifice during the first time Guiyin. If it weren't for this, with her personality, she would not have left a strong mark of fear in her body.

But she still resolutely acted as the bait, partly because she told her rationally that if the other party that resonated with her could not be cured, the ghost hidden phenomenon would sooner or later recur, and the other part was purely due to curiosity.

When Qingyue and Bai Xiao rescued her for the first time, she lost the relevant memory, which made her very unwilling. It seemed that there was a cat's claws in her heart, so she knew the risks, but she still "revisited the old place" again.

It's really...it's very dangerous.

"Your Highness Princess, are you... okay?" The young man surnamed Chen said, while he felt that this problem was a bit awkward.

The scars on Yuanwei's hands and feet have not disappeared yet, and even the blood stains left have not cooled down. How could it be fine? But apart from that, I really don't know what to ask.

Fortunately, His Highness the Princess was very generous and shook her head and smiled, "It's nothing, it's just a false alarm at most. But you guys, don't be so serious, I won't die so easily."

After saying that, she turned her eyes and forced herself to escape from the remaining pain in her hands and feet, and the memory of being forcibly restrained by someone not long ago, and putting it on the altar as a sacrifice.

Lan Lan is interrogating the surviving old woman in white. She was just the language she used, but it sounded particularly unfamiliar... Did the language of the ancient times? It seemed not right. Yuan Wei frowned and recalled the cheers of the White Clan Clan when she was treated as a living sacrifice, which was clearly another language system.

Maybe it was the general technique of Snow Mountain Wu Zhu?

For a moment, Yuan Wei couldn't help but fall into curiosity again, and this question was indeed difficult for her. The girl quickly found a mysterious power from her memory and directly completed the language translation.

Lan Lan sneered: "Don't speak? Very good. You can keep going, whether you bite your tongue, tear your vocal cords, or use your voluntary power to impact your soul and let your soul run away, try your best to struggle. The harder you struggle, the happier I am. When I use spiritualism to gather your broken soul into one and suppress it as a slave, you will tell the secrets you kept in your life. During the whole process, you will clearly retain your values ​​in your life. You will look at yourself with humiliation and blame yourself as you betray your faith in your life, and all the secrets of your church will fall into my hands."

After a pause, Lan Lan's smile even faintly showed a bit of hideousness: "By the way, I can find the soul of the little girl who just fought to stop in front of you. She should be your favorite student, or maybe it is your daughter? Seeing that you have a good relationship, I will call her back to accompany you. How about it? Let her see with her own eyes how the leader of the sect whom she respects the most and who wants to protect at the expense of her life, reveals all the secrets to the enemy."

Speaking of this, let alone the old woman who was directly questioned by Lan Lan, even Yuan Wei, the bystander, was frightened.

This character is a bit wrong! Is Wu Zhu a person like this? Her setting should be a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart, how...

In amazement, Yuanwei felt a lightly slap on her shoulder. Qingyue came to her side and used the Blood Moon magic power to speed up her injury to heal her, while explaining: "She can't do that kind of cruel thing... but this definitely doesn't prevent her from saying that you know, it's just that her mouth is very sharp, and she herself also enjoys the feeling of being so scared that she is so destined."

Before he finished speaking, Qingyue felt a sharp gaze sweeping over, and the girl spread her hands helplessly: "Okay, let's not talk, you continue to interrogate. There should be many secrets on her. When the sect was fighting, she was completely fighting around her."

Lan Lan waved her hand and signaled that she knew everything without reminding her.

On the other hand, the female leader of the sect who was stabbed by Lan Lan with a knife of words, but after a moment of wavering, he still gritted his teeth and refused to reveal the secrets of the sect.

Lan Lan was a little annoyed. Generally speaking, when it comes to the point just now, ordinary people will definitely surrender because she is not a false threat. She is fully capable of doing those things.

But if it were not necessary, she wouldn't want to make herself look like a bloodthirsty maniac, so wouldn't everyone take a step back? You've been fighting until the last moment. It's reasonable to surrender when facing an invincible powerful and beautiful opponent! Did religious people in ancient times be so stubborn?

Just as Lan Lan hesitated, Bai Xiao took a step forward, and the painted black bone spear gently tapped the old woman in white.

The next moment, the old woman let out a shrill scream that was not like a human, rolling on the ground, her body bent to an angle that looked like a broken fold, and there were worm-like things under her skin constantly piping.

The strange and curious scene made many curiosity too strong. The Shengyuan boy who approached to watch retching on the spot.

But Lan Lan's eyes lit up: "So that's the case. If you just break her willpower, her brain will become more flexible."

Qingyue also praised: "Xiaobai is becoming more and more skilled in controlling power. It is obviously the knowledge he has just gained, and it is just right to use it."

After a moment, the old woman in white gradually slowed down, and the breath of life decreased to the extreme, almost almost the corpse, but she still breathed a sigh of relief.

Lan Lan just rightly split a green spot from the bone staff and restored her some vitality. The old woman let out a long breath and sat up from the ground, her eyes full of confusion, but she quickly woke up.

"Thank you... for your life-saving grace."

The language she used was different from any of the circulating things in the world, but Lan Lan heard it clearly under the general knowledge technique and nodded and responded: "Save this kind of lies against one's will. I'll ask you, who are you and why are you arresting us?"

The old woman did not hesitate and replied obediently: "We are the combat sect of the 'Dawn Cult', responsible for the decisive battle of this uprising and completely destroying the Fire King. We did not want to capture your people. We just need a suitable sacrifice to perform the sacrifice to inspire the divine power of the warriors..."

After hearing this, Lan Lan curled her lips to Qingyue: "I'll leave the rest to you, I have nothing to ask."

Qingyue knew that this sentence was equivalent to sentenceing the old woman to death, and there was nothing to ask, which meant that there was nothing valuable on her, and just those few words just now could not redeem the old woman's life.

No matter how disliked the Shengyuan people, Lan Lan was very close to the Princess Shengyuan who had fought side by side, and Lan Lan was deeply intimate in her heart, and the close people were hurt, especially this unexpected injury - everyone thought that fishing would not be too high, but Yuan Wei was almost beheaded by Silver Ring - Lan Lan would inevitably be furious.

The two hundred dead people did not calm Lan Lan's anger, and the old woman had to prove her worth more.

Poor, this job is about to fall on Qingyue.

Next, Qingyue spoke gently, but she said ancient words with a straight and melodious voice.

“Who does the Dawn Church serve?”

The old woman was a little surprised at this question, but she still answered honestly: "Of course it is the great Thunder King."

Qingyue said: "The elemental messenger who controls the thunder element?"

Regarding this slightly contemptuous title, the old woman opened her mouth to protest, but finally lowered her head: "Yes, Your Majesty is the master of all the thunder elements in the world."

"Hmph!" Qingyue paused the bone staff, and the lightning was lingering on the head of the staff, which obviously had a lot of complaints about this definition.

The old woman looked at the lightning on the bone staff in fear, a little confused.

Qingyue asked again: "Now it should be the end of the war. The Thunder King has destroyed most of the Flame King's army, and the morale of the defenders in the city is also depressed. Why do you still have to carry out such a bloody sacrifice?"

The old woman was a little confused: "The war has not come to an end. The Fire King still has the advantage of total military strength. If our battle to raid the royal city cannot be decided quickly, the rebel army will fall into a strategic absolute passive..."

Qingyue raised her eyebrows, which was completely different from any historical materials she had read. Even some classics from ancient times did not record such facts.

The old woman's words will probably change the entire ancient history.
Chapter completed!