Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1041 Human Skin Drum and Human Bone Bell
Lie Jiuqing originally planned to wait for a while after listening to Kamakura's words, and then come back after he had dealt with it.

Kamakura hesitated to speak several times, which made her feel that today was extraordinarily important to Wen Rong.

But if Wen Rong needs her, she will definitely come.

She would always be within his reach, wherever he was, accompanying him in his joys and pains.

She stroked the ink bracelet slightly, "Wen Rong, I'm here, you have to protect the bones that belong to me..."

Wen Rong narrowed his eyes and lowered his head. His long hair was flying in the strong wind and entangled with the black earrings around his ears. There was no emotion on his pale face, and his eyes were terrifyingly dark.

The storm was getting bigger and bigger, almost completely blocking people's sight. Looking from a distance, the lights on the altar were swaying and going on and off.

The sound of the howling wind covered up the sound of Qin music coming from the sacrificial platform, and only the drums continued to play.

Suddenly, the drumming stopped and the ritual dance began.

Thirteen dancers entered the stage wearing gorgeous golden and white sacrificial robes, with beautiful white bone bells on their feet. They were very beautiful.

Along with the clear ringing of bells, a high-pitched special music sounded. They stood on the sky drum and knelt down to worship the sky.

Wen Rong raised his eyes sharply, staring at them with his deep eyes, and his eyes fell on the bone bells on their ankles.

"Oh, what a Yun family... human skin drum, human bone bell..."

Wen Rong laughed softly, her eyes almost bled from tears. Just staring at them, tears of blood actually flowed down.

"Father, this is the Yun family that you are unwilling to take revenge on until death..."

At this moment, Wen Rong seemed to have fallen into hell, unable to see the light.

They danced, and the sound of bells and drums complemented each other, which was extremely beautiful.

At this time, Emperor Yun, with the support of the imperial master, stepped onto the high platform step by step.

There was a terrible aura of terror surrounding Wen Rong. His breathing became faster and faster, and between his heavy gasps, black blood overflowed from his mouth bit by bit.

He gritted his teeth and leaned slightly, struggling to maintain his dignity, but it was too painful.

With no internal power to protect his heart, the attack of the heart-controlling Gu seemed to put him in hell. All his senses were pain, the most real pain. Even his numb body seemed to be reactivated. Nothing but pain was pain. It hurt, it hurt. .

The ringtone was getting closer and closer, and the music was getting deeper and deeper. Wen Rong fell down weakly, trembling all over, even his slight breath seemed to be deprived, and he felt worse than death.

However, this pain seems to be far from the pain of annihilation of the clan, nor the life-long pain of losing Lie Jiuqing in the formation.

He has endured the most painful torture in the world.

The disaster of genocide kept replaying in his mind, and it was still vivid in his mind even though 12 years had passed. The desire for destruction in his soul almost overwhelmed his reason.

The moment his internal energy mobilized, his chaotic eyes suddenly became clear.

"Qingqing..."

Wen Rong murmured in a low voice, and the internal energy he mobilized disappeared instantly, and he huddled in the corner.

My father was right. Losing your true love is far more painful than any other pain. He can only understand after experiencing it. Compared with his true love, everything will become less important, because money, power and status can be had if you want them. Beloved, you will be the only one in your life. It is always more difficult to seek power than to seek power.

"Ah Rong, when you grow up, you will understand that hate will make you a terrible madman, but love will make you a greedy evil ghost. Even if you are strong enough to resist any desire, lust will make you Till death."

"Endless death..."

(End of this chapter)