[Lu Xiaofeng + Sword Three] Great battle!former love

"Look!"

Mei Qingqian followed Bai Ruite's fingers and looked over. The ceremony had already begun. Torches were placed around the wooden table. I don't know what kind of material was burning inside. The fragrance exuded had an exotic flavor. People lose their minds.On the stage is a middle-aged man wearing clothes with obvious sacrificial style, chanting scriptures in his mouth, his sleeves are clear and shallow, not close to the stage, but it feels like the man is talking in his ear, you can see that the person on the stage Deep inner strength.

Mei Qingqian couldn't understand the meaning of the words in his mouth, but he could hear such a subtle meaning, as if he was praying to heaven.

"This is the most famous witch here." Pratt said in a low voice beside Mei Qingqian, tilting his head slightly. Under such a solemn scene, speaking seemed to have become a kind of profanity.

At this time, drums, cymbals and python horns sounded in unison on the arena. First, the iron stick instrument appeared on the stage, and the black-capped King Kong, various Dharma protectors, ghosts, and skeletons lined up one by one. They circled the arena for a circle. , this great witch made strange movements, the movements were very slow at first, with a unique rhythm, as if breathtaking, when her clear and shallow brain was in a trance for a while, she suddenly woke up.

"Great God." This is what Gabo said, and it is different from the way he looked at Qingqian frivolously just now. At this time, his mean lips are pursed to look more ruthless, and the seriousness of his eyes makes people more noticeable. It was his eyebrows that were as sharp as a sword.

"I haven't seen you for a long time." Hai Dongqing spat out gently.

At this time, Mei Qingqian realized that among the four people here, only she seemed to be in a trance for a while, and even Bai Ruit, who was the worst in martial arts, had clear eyes.What is different from the four people here is that the crowd in the audience, especially those who are closer to the Dawu, follow the movements of the Dawu and start doing the dance similar to praying, and as time goes by, the people doing the movements are getting more and more excited. More and more, their eyes were dull, as if they had entered another realm.

"The more people who follow suit and the longer it takes, the greater the degree of what we call divine descent, which is hard to see in a hundred years." Hai Dongqing explained to Mei Qingqian.

Sure enough, I heard exclamations from behind the crowd, and some of them even knelt down.

"The next thing is up to you." Hai Dongqing turned his head and said to Pratt.

Mei Qingqian only noticed at this time that the clothes Pratt was wearing were very different from those in the past. She was wearing a whole body of white, and the outside was also white diagonally, symbolizing purity and auspiciousness. Only the ornaments on her neck were multicolored. , are blue representing the blue sky, white representing the white clouds, green representing the river water, red representing the Dharma Guardian, and yellow representing the earth.The jewelry on her head is exquisitely crafted, and Qingqian knows that it is the only one in this world.Pratt's whole temperament seems to have changed, and her identity is ready to be revealed——

The daughter and successor of the current saint of the Demon Cult of the Western Regions.

She stepped forward step by step, and when she got to the stage, the big witch stopped. When the people under the stage slowly regained their composure, they only saw Pratt standing on the stage. .

Pratt did not understand a single sentence of what Bai Ruite said, except for the last sentence, which was read out by Hai Dongqing in Chinese——

"No one is blessed by gods and gods. If there is no god, everything will go against the cloud. If the two are together, everything will be auspicious. It is auspicious on the fifteenth day of May. Please listen carefully to the subjects of Ling Kingdom. Go to the top of Majia Mountain and simmer The precious cypress leaves are sacrificed to the gods of the four directions to protect the Dharma."

"I didn't expect her to use this sentence." Hai Dongqing's eyes were full of admiration. This was what King Gesar read to his people before he defeated the demons and suppressed the strong and helped the weak.

Pratt took the bow and arrow from the big witch, with fire on the arrow. Bratt aimed at the simmering mulberry pile made of pine branches, cypress branches, and mulberry noodles not far away, and shot it away. The pile was all ignited with a bang.

"This is the trial chosen by Pratt," Hai Dongqing looked at Mei Qingqian and said, "From now on, she will be the saint of the Western Regions."

Mei Qingqian did not speak, her eyes reflected the raging fire.

The desert at night was very cold, she folded her cloak with Qingqian, and saw Hai Dongqing when she looked up.

At this time, Hai Dongqing was sitting on the roof. He lowered his head and looked at Mei Qingqian two by two. Mei Qingqian could see slight ripples in his blue eyes. Under the moonlight, this man It makes people feel very attractive.

Mei Qingqian looked at him for a long time before stepping on lightness kung fu, and she landed gently beside him like stepping on flowers under the moon. Her feet were neatly left together on the right side, her hands were on her knees, and her back was very straight. To be honest, it seems that he was strictly educated in etiquette since he was a child.

Hai Dongqing looked at Mei Qingqian, and Mei Qingqian looked up at the moon in the sky.

"Three things, you have already got two."

"The remaining one is the hardest to get." Mei Qingqian sighed, feeling infinitely sad.

Hai Dongqing paused for a moment, touched the scimitar that had just been made around his waist unconsciously, and asked, "Why do you say that?"

"The banker and the bettor are the same person, isn't the other one a sure loser?" Mei Qingqian turned her head and stared at Hai Dongqing with burning eyes.

Hai Dongqing was not at all surprised that he could be recognized. He laughed involuntarily, but said something irrelevant: "Do you know who my father is?"

Mei Qingqian replied cautiously: "I probably know."

"Do you know the Raksha card?"

"'In a hundred years, whoever I pass the Raksha card to will be the successor leader of our sect. If someone refuses to obey, he will be cut into pieces by thousands of knives, and his corpse will be dismembered by poisonous ants. After death, he will go to hell forever. Mei Qingqian replied to Hai Dongqing that it was the Heavenly Demon Law promulgated by the leader of the Demon Cult in the Western Regions, Dongfang Zhiyu Raksha.

"Jade Rakshasa is not dead."

Mei Qingqian pursed her lips several times, and finally it was still the same sentence that fell on her lips - "I know."

I know that Yu Luocha is not dead, and I also know that Hua Duzui will not single out 36 large and small gangs in the Western Regions for no reason. A person like him will not do meaningless things.

And Costin's three sentences have actually explained a lot.

Mei Qingqian still remembers here, Yu Luocha used the death of her fake son Yu Tianbao and the disappearance of Luocha Pai to lure Lu Xiaofeng.

What role does Huaduzui play here?What does he want?

Yinyuanhui?Tsing Yi Building?Western Regions?

Huaduzui, what exactly do you want?

"You, have you no regrets?" This was the third time Hai Dongqing asked Mei Qingqian this sentence.

"I don't regret it." Mei Qingqian's eyes were as firm as ever, as if nothing in the world could shake her.

Hai Dongqing was silent for a long time, but Mei Qingqian did not flinch at all. His fingers gently stroked the blade of the scimitar, and his middle finger touched the transparent blood-colored gemstone on the handle for the last time before he lifted the belt tied with the scimitar. , handed it over: "This is the last thing, the full moon scimitar."

The workmanship of the scimitar is very exquisite. The scabbard made of gold is engraved with delicate and beautiful patterns. It looks like a rose flower. The most rare thing is the red gem on the handle. In ancient times, people who did not know how to cut gems at all Under the moonlight, it can actually form a beautiful luster.

The sleeves are clear but hesitant to take it.

At this time, the other hand took the scimitar. The knuckles of these hands are clearly defined, like a rich man, without any quack air, casually playing with the scimitar in his hand, as if it were just countless treasures in his collection The most inconspicuous one among them, and the owner of the hand did not even pull out the hilt, and made a very critical conclusion: "Glamourous."

Mei Qingqian suddenly smiled, this was an expression Hai Dongqing had never seen before, with pride and slyness, and a faint tenderness in her eyes, she called out the name: "Huaduzui."