Chapter 85 Strange Ritual

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The rope binding Qin Chaoyue's body broke, and she fell to the ground with her face on the ground. In addition to being cold, hungry, and exhausted, she fell and passed out.

When she woke up, she found that she was tied to a big pillar, and there was a big brazier next to it, and the fire was burning.

The big boa constrictor was coiled next to the brazier, with its head raised high, looking at her, and sticking out its tongue at her, making her shudder, and turning her face to look elsewhere.

She found that she was on a high earthen platform, surrounded by dense crowds of people, all of whom were dressed like primitive people, and they were all looking at her excitedly, as if she was a hunted prey, waiting to share the food.

Did she time travel?

Or time travel to primitive society?

The recent popularity of time-travel dramas made her seriously suspect that she had really time-traveled.

Otherwise, how can there be such a primitive society in this world?

Were these hominids cannibals?

Scared to think about it.

A person with weird painted face, snow-white hair, wearing a dark blue robe, and a pair of weird green pupils, who looks like a witch, walked up to her with a strangely shaped bronze utensil in his hand. In front of her, she started waving intoxicatedly, chanting something she couldn't understand at all, whether it was a spell or a song...

The primitive people around stood up excitedly, held hands, and danced around the platform...

In normal times, Qin Chaoyue would be extremely interested in this mysterious culture.

However, now that she is more worried about her own life, she really has no interest in watching their original dance.

Along with the dance, a tall and vigorous young man was lifted up by the crowd, pushed onto the earthen platform, and placed in front of her.

Qin Chaoyue recognized that this man was the one he saw in the woods.

Now she can see clearly that this man is quite handsome, his facial features have the deep and three-dimensional features of a Middle Eastern man, his wheat-colored skin is glowing, and he exudes a primitive wild aura...

The witch took his hand and muttered for a while.

A dark little girl came up with a wreath.

The witch handed the garland to the man.

The man took the garland and looked at Qin Chaoyue.

With the sensitivity of a woman, Qin Chaoyue felt that he was looking at him not because he wanted to eat him, but because of some kind of affection?

However, she didn't dare to be sentimental, for fear of making a wrong judgment.

The man walked up to her and put the wreath on her head...

The crowd shouted and danced excitedly again...

What does this mean?
Wouldn't that mean she was his bride?

She has a husband!
The witch's finger dipped some paint in the paint bottle next to it, and painted on Qin Chaoyue's face...

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Qin Chaoyue tried to ask in English, hoping that they could understand English, an international language.

However, no one answered her.

May not really understand.

So, she tried to ask in Chinese again.

"You are already Anse's woman, and now we are holding a wedding ceremony for you."

The witch finally spoke, and it was in Chinese, but with a peculiar accent, but it didn't affect the communication.

"I already have a man."

Qin Chaoyue said hastily, "I can't marry anymore."

"A woman can have multiple men."

"I have twelve men," said the Witch.

Qin Chaoyue: ...

(End of this chapter)

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