After being abandoned, I became famous by live streaming of metaphysics

As long as resentment touches flesh and blood, it will have the soil to take root and sprout.

His sword did kill the divine king, but he was able to live again with the help of his resentment.

The Lord Shen's eyes were filled with hatred: "Since you know my details, you should know that there is no benefit in offending me!"

Li Wenhe stepped forward and kicked him, "Will you try to threaten her again?"

His fair face was covered with blood, and his eyes were extremely sinister. The moonlight cast thick or heavy shadows on his face, making people feel like they were seeing evil spirits from hell.

The Lord Shen felt a dull pain in his injured hand, and he suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

He Wangyao sighed: "You said you were dead, but you still dare to bark. Are you stupid?"

The Lord Shen suddenly looked humiliated.

Luo Wenxin walked up the steps with a curious look on her face, "There are lines on it. Are you trying to fill these lines with our blood?"

Qiao Song almost felt goosebumps when he heard this: "Professor Luo, we are safe now and there is no need to sacrifice to the gods. Please don't assume that, okay?"

Luo Wenxin opened her mouth and asked softly after a moment, "Are we really safe now?"

This sentence was very soft, but it happened that several people on the altar heard it.

Gu Xu held Ming Zhuo's hand, feeling vaguely uneasy: "Mrs. Luo...hasn't shown up."

What kind of fighting is going on here? Even if Mrs. Luo is deaf, she should have heard such a loud noise, but the strange thing is that she has not appeared until now.

Ming Zhuo said, "Not only did Mrs. Luo not show up, the person who instigated Wang Chengzu to trick us into coming here and then exposed our disguise also didn't show up either."

Everyone looked up and saw that the cave had fallen into darkness without knowing when.

Originally, there were guards and lights around the cave wall, and the believers each held a candle. Although the light was dim, they could at least see things.

But now after a fight, most of the believers were scared away by Gu Chong's defection, and the remaining stubborn ones were knocked down by Tang Zhen and others.

When the candle goes out, there will naturally be no way to illuminate.

Everyone under the altar was a little scared and subconsciously pushed towards the altar.

The moonlight shines on the altar, shining brightly.

Luo Wenxin suddenly said: "It's already twelve o'clock in the morning."

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat. Twelve o'clock in the morning... was the time Mrs. Luo had originally planned for the ceremony.

Mingzhao suddenly raised his hand, and the Taomu Sword flew into the darkness. However, she soon realized that something was wrong, and the Taomu Sword turned around and flew back to her hand.

Gu Xu noticed that she didn't look well, "What's wrong?"

Soon they had an answer.

The first candle suddenly lit up, and the black-clothed cultist looked at Ming Zhuo, "You won't kill me? Then you can't stop me."

"Saha here, give me my pure land!" After shouting this slogan, he suddenly wiped his neck with his sword, and then fell down, completely silent.

Blood quickly soaked the ground beneath him.

Before everyone could be shocked, a second candle was lit in another direction, and they shouted the same slogans and committed suicide, neatly and simply.

Although the staff of the program team have recorded several episodes of the program, they are people who have received modern civilization education after all. Where have they seen such a battle?
"Are these people crazy?" Either they want to kill someone or commit suicide. Are they sick?
This is really a nightmare every night when I go back, leaving a deep shadow.

Mingzhao quickly walked to the edge of the altar. If she had been standing in the moonlight, her sight would be affected.

Sure enough, it was much better in the darkness. This time the candle was lit, and the peach wood sword flew out, knocking the dagger out of the opponent's hand.It's just a person who deliberately wants to die. She can stop it the first time, but can she stop it the second time?
The Taomu Sword was flying around, as busy as putting out a fire, and he soon became tired.

The annoyance in Mingzhao's heart finally reached the critical point, and she suddenly shouted harshly: "Kneel down!"

Several dead soldiers who were originally preparing to commit suicide were stunned, and their bodies no longer obeyed their orders, and they knelt down with a thud.

Their faces were full of confusion, not knowing what was happening to them.

On the altar, everyone was also stunned. When Ming Zhao scolded him, although they knew it was not directed at them, they still subconsciously felt that they should kneel down and repent.

He Wangyao squeezed his weak knees and complained to Pei Di in a low voice: "This group of attack skills are too powerful. Fortunately, my teammates are immune, otherwise I would almost kneel down."

Pei Di scratched his head: "Is that so? No wonder I wanted to kneel down to her when the boss got angry."

Behind the two of them stood Luo Wenxin. After the chaos just now, he managed to find the folding fan and persisted in maintaining his elegant image.

At this time, the folding fan was placed on the tip of his nose, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Qiao Song turned around and saw that he was actually smiling, and reminded him in a low voice, "Professor Luo, although Consultant Ruan is so powerful and we can be saved, we can't smile so obviously, it's inappropriate."

Although the dead were enemies, they were still human lives, not to mention the corpses of ordinary people lying under their feet.

Although it is worthwhile to be happy that you can escape, you cannot ignore the loss of other people's lives.

Luo Wenxin hurriedly calmed down his expression: "Is that so? Sorry, I didn't mean to."

On the other side, Mrs. Luo finally appeared.

"What's the use of stopping them? The formation has already been activated." She said coldly.

Only then did everyone realize that these people committed suicide as a sacrifice.

Sure enough, the blood flowed along the lines of the formation, and the red light suddenly bloomed.

Around the altar, there were originally carved formations. As long as someone was willing to sacrifice and pour blood into the formation, the formation would be activated.

Mrs. Luo, wearing sacrificial attire, solemn and dignified, bowed in the direction of the altar.

Now, Ming Zhuo and Gu Xu have gone up to the altar. Those believers who had previously used their blood as sacrifices have poured their blood into the formation. When the formation is activated, she has taken advantage of the right time, place, and people.

My long-cherished wish is finally coming true.

She held a bone sword and said, "Let's begin."

Someone around him responded, and then there was a rumble on the altar, the stone slabs on the ground opened, and an ice coffin slowly rose up.

In the ice coffin, the features of the young man in white were lifelike, as if he had just fallen asleep.

Gu Xu was slightly shaken: "A Zhi!"

He Wangyao stood on the edge, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man, feeling a little sad.

If Luo Zhi hadn't led him out of the ghost cave and walked through the wilderness of Santuchuan, I'm afraid he would have been wiped out by the loess.

Qiao Song glanced at the ice coffin curiously, and was surprised to find that the person inside looked exactly like Gu Xu!
Mrs. Luo is very beautiful, but she is not a top-notch beauty. The two brothers just picked on their parents' strengths.

Did these two people recharge SVIP from Nuwa? Otherwise, why would they get such preferential treatment!
The young man in the ice coffin, even if it is just a cold corpse, is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away.

Therefore, it is particularly regrettable that such a good-looking person died at such a young age.

Qiao Song couldn't help but want to make some excuses: "Such a good-looking and outstanding son has simply won the genetic lottery, and you don't cherish it!"