Dragon blood bodyguard of the beauty president

Chapter 3100 Sacrifice Ceremony
Although Song Yuchan and the others didn't move the cold saintess by their rescue of the saint, Gu Fan, the saint's father, greatly appreciated them.

He specially recruited a group of people to his side, and thanked them politely, "Thanks to your help just now, otherwise we would have been in big trouble."

"It's okay, it's what we should do."

The three of Lilia didn't say anything when they were nervous in front of this superior, they just kept waving their hands.

Song Yuchan and the elf sisters just nodded politely.

Gu Fan looked at them and asked, "The girl doesn't seem to be from the imperial capital, does she?"

Song Yuchan shook her head with a smile and said, "No, I'm from Shenzhou. The two of them are from the Elven Valley, and they came here to ask to see your emperor on important matters."

"Oh?"

Gu Fan asked curiously, "Then why are you here?"

Song Yuchan sighed, "We have no connections, and we don't know how to meet him. I heard that the emperor will appear at the sacrificial ceremony, so I came here."

Gu Fan sighed, "I'm afraid I will disappoint you, the emperor will not come this time."

"why?"

Song Yuchan raised her eyebrows.

Gu Fan said, "The emperor is sick and can't stand the wind and cold, so this time he appointed the Ninth Prince to come over to sacrifice on his behalf. If you have anything to say, you can just tell the Ninth Prince."

"Ninth Prince?"

Song Yuchan wondered in her heart, could it be that the emperor is too indulgent?
prematurely senile?
She didn't want to see this enemy, so she shied away from Gu Fan, "Actually, I don't have anything to say, I just want to remind your emperor to pay attention. Now the dark monarch has sent masters to make trouble everywhere, and I'm afraid it will bring disaster to the entire empire. We will fight them in the Elven Valley Once again, these people include not only the elders of your Imperial College, but also the masters of the dwarves, elves, and orcs, and their strength should not be underestimated."

"Have you seen them?"

Gu Fan was obviously surprised.

Song Yuchan said, "Yes, there was a big battle. These people are masters who became famous 300 years ago. They disappeared for 300 years, and now they are back. You should know these people, right?"

Gu Fan's face was flushed, and his breathing became short of breath. "This matter is of great importance, I have to report to the emperor immediately."

Song Yuchan reminded him, "Duke, this time we encounter obstacles on the mountain, I'm afraid it was designed by these people, you have to be careful."

"I see!"

Gu Fan nodded, and immediately sent a letter to the emperor, who sent it back.

In fact, news has been sent from all over the empire these days, but the murderer behind the scenes has never been found.

What Song Yuchan said reminded Gu Fan.

Just now, he always thought that the Mountain Clan deliberately created this incident, because of the loss of the magic eye, to take revenge on them.

Thinking about it now, there may be other reasons.

He asked the team for the sacrificial ceremony to speed up to avoid any accidents.

At noon, the group finally reached the top of the mountain.

There is a camp here, which is a flat square artificially opened up.

The ground is paved with stone slabs, which can accommodate 10,000+ people.

Those magicians and the second generation of dragon knights had arrived here long ago. Last night, they drank and punched, and made a lot of noise all night. It was very lively.

There were thousands of pterosaurs crouching quietly around the square, and the leader, the golden pterosaur Song Yuchan, looked familiar.

Its wings were still wrapped with bandages. It was the one that the Ninth Prince rode before, and Wu Song's arrow feathers pierced through the wings.

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous.

Its sense of smell is very commanding. It searched for Song Yuchan's figure in the crowd, and soon stared at her.

But there are too many people here, it just has hatred in its eyes, and it doesn't do anything else.

In this square, thousands of meters apart, there is a temple.

This temple is independent on the cliff, and it is said that it is the place where the gods descended to earth.

The scale of the temple is huge, hundreds of meters high.

Surrounded by twelve thick white stone pillars, huge statues of gods are carved on them, symbolizing the twelve main gods of the Mayan Empire.

Saint Daisy will spend the night inside tonight, and once the stone door is opened, it will be sealed inside.

The gate is 30 meters high and is made of a monolithic boulder weighing hundreds of tons.

Once in, you can't get out.

Lilia was by Song Yuchan's side, introducing her to the sacrificial ceremony.

Song Yuchan heard this and asked curiously, "If there is no God Race to guide her, wouldn't the saint be suffocated to death in the hall?"

Lilia explained, "No, the saintesses must bring enough food when they go in. If you enter today, even if there is no protoss to guide you, you will be able to come out today next year."

"Isn't that going to be imprisoned inside for a year?"

Song Yuchan was in a cold sweat, thinking that this saint would really suffer.

She asked Lilia, "Has there ever been a saint like this before?"

Lilia whispered, "There are many, but most of these saintesses will be considered unclean, so the gods will not take a fancy to them. When they come out, they will face the punishment of burning at the stake!"

"It's too cruel, isn't it?"

Song Yuchan called Qu Dao for the saint, "With such an ending, does anyone dare to be this saint?"

Lilia said, "Why not? Many people would never have this opportunity in their dreams! Saintesses can enjoy the most abundant training resources in the empire, and they can have whatever they want. And if they are favored by the gods, they can also enter the realm of the gods in one step. This is the highest pursuit of our magicians, as long as you keep your body pure, there is generally no problem."

"You were brainwashed by them!"

Song Yuchan knocked her on the head, and with her and Ron, Harry taught, "Remember, the ultimate goal of our cultivators is to transcend ourselves, not to make ourselves slaves of others. If you don't feel comfortable in the end , can’t be freed. Even if you go to God’s Domain, even if you become a Protoss, what’s the joy?”

Lilia was taller than Song Yuchan, so she had to lower her head and listen carefully in front of this teacher.

Ron and Harry also looked at her seriously, and said in unison with Lilia, "The disciple understands."

Then he straightened up and stood obediently.

The saint was in front, and seemed to have heard their conversation, and turned her head to look at Song Yuchan specifically.

Song Yuchan also looked at her, seeing a change in her expression through the veil.

Those eyes are definitely not happy, but a little bitter, and a little helpless.

The high priest jumped up and down on the pyramid in the center of the square, praying to the gods, and chanting spells in his mouth. He didn't know if he could really communicate with those people in God's Domain.

On the top of the pyramid, there is a four-legged bronze tripod that is the same as that of Huaxia.

The high priest lit the bonfire in the copper tripod, and let the nine princes go up to present a gift to the gods on behalf of the king of the human race.

The Ninth Prince was dressed in a white robe and a formal attire, leading a group of people up with a proud face, and placed fruits, meat and flowers on the table in front of the bronze tripod.

When he was serious, he looked like a human being.

Under the call of the high priest, the Ninth Prince led the people to kneel down.

The people below immediately knelt down in unison, and all rushed to the direction of the temple to worship.

Hundreds of guards guarded the saint and went to the temple together.

Song Yuchan didn't have the intention to bow down to any gods, let the Chaos Beasts distort the void, and make them invisible in the crowd.

She just made a decision to follow the saint into the temple.

She suspects that the opportunity that the master said is in God's Domain.

The saint's followers guarded the past and passed by Gu Fan's side.

Gu Fan frowned, and couldn't bear to whisper to the saint, "Daughter, father, I'm sorry."

The saint didn't look at him, and passed him coldly.

(End of this chapter)