Cloud painting

Chapter 294
After a breakfast, Beilin Xuanye brought a long and gorgeous red dress over, meaning to put it on for Feng Yunhua.

"And you're not married, what are you doing in red?" Feng Yunhua asked doubtfully.

"Today is the blood sacrifice ceremony. All clan members must wear red clothes, especially you." After Beilin Xuanye finished speaking, he began to fiddle with this gorgeous red long dress.Pushing away Feng Yunhua's arm, she put on the sleeve.

Feng Yunhua was very helpless: "I'm not disabled, I can handle everything by myself."

After the silence, his voice came slowly: "Give me this chance to take care of everything about you."

Feng Yunhua was silent, and Beilin Xuanye dressed her in a red dress while thinking, after today's blood sacrifice ceremony, if nothing happens, she will always be his, and no one can take her away.However, he had a premonition that the blood sacrifice ceremony would be a fatal disaster for Huahua.He didn't know what to do, but this time, he couldn't help her.

They are together, it is still unknown at all.

After everything was dressed, Feng Yunhua put on the red boots and stood up.

Dressed in flirtatious red clothes, they have been dragging on the ground, like a scorching and blooming blood-red manjusawa, flirtatious, elegant, charming, and unparalleled in beauty.

"Let's go." Beilin Xuanye pulled Feng Yunhua and slowly walked out of the Rixi Palace.

Outside the hall, Murong Ziran, Murong Que, Feng Cang, Mo Qianmin, and An Qian were already waiting.

They are all from the Murong family.

Everyone put on all red clothes, grand and solemn.

Feng Yunhua was dazzled by seeing it, the red really burns people's eyes, it is so gorgeous that people dare not look directly at it, it is flamboyant and high-profile.

Murong Ziran came up and said calmly: "Baby Hua, are you ready? This process will hurt a lot."

Feng Yunhua smiled and said, "No matter how much it hurts."

Murong Ziran nodded, as expected of her daughter.

Murong Ziran led the others and walked slowly.

"This blood sacrifice ceremony is a family ceremony, a sign of the maturity of the family's children. There is no grand banquet for guests to set up a banquet. Therefore, only family members will accompany them."

Murong Ziran explained all the way, and Feng Yunhua nodded frequently.

Beilin Xuanye became silent, his sanity was almost reaching its limit.

Murong Que and An Qian also listened quietly, they are all people who have been through the blood sacrifice.

Feng Cang was still cold, with a paralyzed face.Let Mo Qianmin trample on his hand casually.

Bing Xinyue was in the distance, watching them leave.Tang Qi stood next to Bing Xinyue, and there was a scent of long-term exposure to medicine on his body, which was indifferent and distant, and the fragrance was wafting from ten miles away.

Suddenly, Feng Yunhua's flute hanging on his waist lit up.

Little Seven!

Feng Yunhua stared at the flute on his waist in surprise.

Are you going to grow up and appear?Feng Yunhua couldn't help but look forward to it.

Murong Ziran looked back: "Don't think about it, outsiders are not allowed to be present at the family coming-of-age ceremony, and the environment here is already restraining the appearance of this thing."

Feng Yunhua curled her lips, it's okay, anyway, there will be opportunities in the future.Xiaoqi will still grow up, and will still call her sister sweetly.

After a while, the blood sacrifice altar arrived.

It was a round red square, surrounded by handsome trees, and the blood-red river sprayed out in beautiful arcs from the round holes, forming blood-red flowers that competed to bloom.

"This place is beautiful." Mo Qianmin admired, she is a direct descendant of the spiritual clan, and there is no such rule as blood sacrifice of the blood clan, this is the first time I have seen this scene.

(End of this chapter)