Report to Emperor Zun: Others cry when the empress rolls

Chapter 217 Blood Sacrifice Stone Platform!
Murong Yu and others gathered together in an instant, and followed Murong Yin to look at the imprint on the stone platform.

"The pattern of the other shore flower has become darker!"

Ye Xiuqi exclaimed in a low voice, with a little shock in his eyes: "The pattern has become darker, why?"

"Of course it is." Mo-colored eyes flickered, and from the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Fan Xiaodong who was leaning forward, and smiled meaningfully: "Of course it's blood."

Hearing what Murong Yin meant, Ye Xiuqi fell silent, and secretly lit a candle for some unlucky guy in his heart.

Dongfang Shuofeng still didn't understand: "Blood? Murong Yu has already bled?"

Isn't that enough?
Murongyin looked at Dongfang Shuofeng, smiled and said nothing.

Dongfang Shuofeng shuddered suddenly, and silently hid behind Murong Yu.

Hey, don't mess with it, don't mess with it.

Later, Fan Xiaodong didn't know what charades they were playing, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Seeing Fan Xiaodong leaning forward, Murong laughed: "We are saying that if we want to open this door, we need a lot of blood."

"Then put more." Point.

Unintentionally meeting Murongyin's eyes, Fan Xiaodong suddenly stopped talking.

Those eyes were as transparent and clear as ever, calm and unwavering, but they frightened Fan Xiaodong for no reason!
His eyes scanned Murongyin and the others back and forth, and his heart was terrified.

What do they want to do?
Right here, the voice belonging to the owner of the Sun Moon Palace sounded again.

Fan Xiaodong felt his heart was about to jump out.

"The big guy among you guessed right. If you want to open this door, you need blood! A lot of blood! So, have you figured out who to bleed?"

Fan Xiaodong's face turned pale for a moment, and his shuddering body revealed the fear and despair in his heart.

"You...you can't." Fan Xiaodong opened his eyes wide, looked in the direction of Murong Yu and Ye Xiuqi, and suddenly knelt down.

Ye Xiuqi raised his eyebrows, his eyes filled with sarcasm.

"Young Master Ye, Young Master Murong, please spare my life, I was just thinking about it before, I was just too scared! So...so I"

Fan Xiaodong kowtowed desperately, groaning for words, trying to get these two people to let him go.

In his subconscious mind, the only ones he really offended were these two people.

Without him, he just left their people behind.

As long as they are willing to let him go, he still has a chance today.

However, how could Murong Yu and Ye Xiuqi give him such a chance?
If it wasn't for the assessment before, their relatives might have really died here.

Murong Yin looked at this scene with a sneer, and suddenly raised her voice: "Brother Murong, if you don't want to do it, Brother Ye, I can do it for you."

"Why! I didn't provoke you!" Fan Xiaodong roared: "I have no grievances with you, why would you hurt my life!"

"Nothing?" Murong Yin snorted and said, "It's just you bullying me!"

"I have no one to bully you!" Fan Xiaodong blushed with anger: "It was Zhu Yuchen who attacked your friend, and you have already avenged him! I just made some sarcastic remarks, and you are going to take my life?"

Fan Xiaodong really didn't understand why this person was holding on to him, but when he saw something behind Murongyin, he froze for a moment.

"This...you are from the Murong family!" Fan Xiaodong's eyes were about to pop out: "No! If you are really from the Murong family, how could Murong Yu and the others not know you!"

Fan Xiaodong is not stupid, he immediately thought: "Your Bianhua is fake, right?! You are trying to scare me, aren't you!"

Everyone in Murong's family has a kind of Bianhua that will accompany them.

It is a kind of spiritual plant unique to the Murong family. It is awakened at the age of five and stays with it for life.

As a flower that blooms in Wangchuan Hell, the Bianhua is a kind of existence that people regard as terrifying. This kind of existence has been around Murong's family since childhood, which is more or less contradictory and even avoided.

Fortunately, the people of Murong's family are kind and polite, and they are not proud of their talents. As time goes by, they also forget the time when Murong's family killed all directions in the first place.

However, the people of Murong's family have a characteristic-protecting their weaknesses, very protective of their weaknesses.

Sometimes even help relatives do not help.

Fan Xiaodong did not expect that this middle-aged man who looked 40 years old and had an ordinary face was also from the Murong family!

"What do you want?"

Seeing the white Bana flowers so close at hand, Fan Xiaodong's heart was broken.

"Well, let you bleed more." Murongyin nodded her chin, and said the cruelest words lightly.

Fan Xiaodong was dying: "Is there no other way?"

"Well, you have to ask the master of the Sun Moon Palace." Murong Yin said truthfully, "We have come so far, and we are inseparable from the master of the Sun Moon Palace."

Fan Xiaodong instantly felt an uncontrollable hatred for the owner of the Sun Moon Palace.

"As for why you did the bloodletting?" Murong Yin frowned, as if in distress: "Probably, it's because you were unlucky."

Fan Xiaodong: "."

Li Luoyou and the others: "."

To be honest, when Murongyin suddenly showed the Bianhua, they were shocked.

Anyone who has lived with him for two or three years will be shocked if he suddenly changes from a vagrant from a ninth-class country to an aristocrat related to a super-first-class family in a first-class country.

White Bianhua is the most common color in the Murong family.It's not too abrupt.

Murong Yu stared at the enchanting Bianhua who had found her with a sense of understanding in his heart, but he was more disappointed.

How could it be white?

In fact, this is just a skill of Manzhushahua, which Murongyin just knew.

This is also something that Ziyao can't understand, what it clearly senses is not the smell of white Bana flowers.

Did it feel wrong?
One person, one flower doubts life like this.

Murong Yin didn't care how shocked they were, she didn't want to spend any more time here.

His cold eyes fell on Fan Xiaodong, and his tone was cold and heartless: "If you do the bloodletting yourself, you might still be able to control your own destiny, but if you want me to do it for you, you won't know if you will survive or not when the stone platform is opened.

I'll give you another stick of incense time, after the stick of incense has passed, you have no right to choose. "

A stick of incense time to think about it, to put it nicely, is actually a hooliganism.

There is no way, this is the principle of survival in this world, the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest!
Fan Xiaodong also knew that his fate was already decided, but he still didn't give up, he wanted to fight again!
Thinking that he was taking advantage of people not paying attention, Fan Xiaodong moved behind Murongyin secretly.

He is going to strike first!

Since Murong Yin doesn't want him to live, then he will kill him first, and even if he dies, he will take a back!

Fan Xiaodong's eyes flickered with madness, he swooped, pulled and pulled his iron arm, Murong Yin was successfully controlled by him, and a dagger with a cold light was pressed against his neck!
　Someone is going offline~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)