Blood Princess and the Knight

The sense of depression is like pressing Zhong squeezed from all sides, Ji Bai's aura is unreliable, and he keeps waking up in his heart that he can't mess with himself, but he can't hide the suffocation in his chest.

The feeling of being scrutinized by tens of thousands of eyes.

These soldiers really seem to be alive, they are just a pile of clay sculptures. There is no life to live for two epochs without eating or drinking. Calm and calm Ji Bai swallowed, but he was completely unable to calm the turmoil in his heart. Emotions.

The fearless knight who has no hesitation has rarely hesitated and awed.

To go forward, I must go forward. In any case, she must be waiting for herself. After waiting for a long time, Ji Bai subconsciously stays away from the mud in the audience. 1 Like a thief, she walks against the wall. From time to time, he looked at the clay knights under the stage with a little hesitation.

Chapter 24 ~ Tomb Guard

Exquisite glyphs emerge on the steep, rugged rock wall, and red scales are cast into tall statues standing between the heavens and the earth.

The crowned emperor held the end of the sword with both hands, and the hair and beard on his shoulders seemed to dance with the wind. The statue was lifelike, recreating the solemnity and solemnity of the ages ago.

Standing on both sides are the majestic and elite stone sculptures of iron armor, as if silently watching the intruded here and lamenting the ingenious craftsmanship of the ancients. At the same time, they lament the loss of heritage and the craftsmanship that has been erased by the years.

"A project that is completely impossible...This emperor must have been the most awe-inspiring person on this continent before his death." The knight said with a stunned look.

"Saint Luo XV, one of the greatest emperors of the ancient mankind, personally led a large army to expedition to the mainland, leading the mainland coalition forces to defeat the blood spirit empire and expel it from the mainland, which is the ancestor of the modern blood family." Mu Falcon casually named this name. The knight answered his doubts, with a hint of pride and awe in his words.

"Although this is just a dress... It's a pity that the emperor who has a reputation for making autumn achievements in the mainland was conspired by the assassin to inherit the throne by his younger brother. If this wise emperor is still alive, how can the catastrophe bring down the empire? ?

The knights couldn't help but feel a little bit more regretful.

"Your Excellency, the formation of the eyes is completed, the magic power is ready, I don't know whether there is psychological preparation under the crown." The white robe priest said evasively, and his eyes deliberately or unintentionally glanced at the silent girl behind him.

"It's faster than I thought. Now everything is ready, it shouldn't be too late. I think I shouldn't be able to wait for the title." Mu Falcon respectfully bowed to the girl.

"Follow the orders of Lord Shinra, my dear wife, you are one step closer to the official boarding. The process may be a little uncomfortable. Please uphold your mission and righteousness to guide your people.

Ji Yue walked forward silently, without the intention of responding to Mu Falcon.

Next to the throne overlooking the sentient beings, there is a giant coffin made of golden nanmu. The hexagonal platform is carved with holes in each corner, and white jade-like fluorite is inserted into it.

At Mu Falcon's signal, the white robe sacrificed his heart and waved his hand.

The knight took the rope and dragged the little children who were tied like grasshoppers onto the altar.

They are all young and homeless girls. Most of their delicate and white faces have a little red mark, and there are still tears on their cheeks. They should be a vigorous age, but their faces are gray and pale. Like a stiff corpse. Orphans without identity and hometown will not attract anyone's attention if they disappear. They have been abandoned by the world from the moment they were born.

"This is the last batch of "goods." The welfare institution said that there will be no next transaction unless the price we open is high enough for them to take the risk willingly."

"After talking for a long time, it's not the smell of copper." Mu Falcon looked indifferent, as if he was just discussing the price of a few lifeless goods or pulling snacks. "If you have milk, you are a mother. Tell them that the price is not a problem, but they took the money. We have to get things done. Are we all on a rope now? We are all glorious and our tails are not clean. We are unlucky and they don't want to please."

"Yes, the subordinates will tell the truth." The Baipao priest retired respectfully. He knew that the time had come, so he didn't dare to hesitate.

"The time has come, and the curse-releasing ceremony officially begins. I send my emperor, Holy Luoyue." Mu Falcon promptly knelt on one knee, and all the armed knights on the scene followed him, placing their weapons on the ground, waiting for the petite one. Qianying stood on the tall red-carved emperor platform, knelt on her knees, bowing her head piously.

"Ancient ancestor god, the emperor of sacred and arbitration, Sepriel, the ancestors are above, with blood as a link, the inheritance will not be extinguished, and the blood of the barbarian will be offered. May you light a bright candle for your descendants.

"Boom!" The six fluorites placed in the eyes of the six sides burned into golden flames, and mysterious power seemed to descend on the imperial platform at this moment.

Looking back at the bowed knights and sacrifices, Mu Falcon's eyes flashed with contempt and joking.

The outline of the burning fire structure, the burning fluorite in the hole gradually suspended in the air, surrounding the throne sitting on the gem-set.

"Everything is ready, go ahead, please." Mu Falcon stepped onto the platform and said respectfully.

On the official stage, Mu Falcon has always treated his nominal wife with the courtesy of the emperor.

"It seems that I have the same choice." Ji Yue smiled and stepped onto the throne without rebelling. The temperatureless smile on the corner of her mouth seemed to mock everything in the world.

"I hope you have some understanding." Sending his blessing, Mu Falcon sat on the seat next to the array.

"That's it for victory or defeat, please, everyone.

"Yes!

The transparent golden curtain fell, covering the imperial platform, and the background of the throne was covered with a lonely dusk.

The unchanging scene, the only thing that has changed is the pattern carved on the red scale wall.

If it is not for the existence of a reference, without letting people suspect that I have been spinning around in the same place.

Ji Bai lowered his footsteps as much as possible, as if subconsciously preventing himself from alarming something.

The head is still invisible in the front, the clay sculpture and stone sculpture like hemp.

Does this imperial tomb have no end? How big is it?

He suddenly felt stupid. He would be afraid of a group of lifeless clay sculptures. Even if the stone carver has the finishing touch, the essence of these things is just a pile of stones plus mud. Is afraid of this kind of thing, is it the passage of time that has taken him away? What courage?

Ji Bai stepped forward and ran to his heart's content. The sound of the trembling of his armor was like thunder in this quiet enclosed space, and the echo was delayed for several seconds before returning.

The steps that accompany the progress are still unchanging scenes, but the murals have been changing, as if recording the prosperity and failure of the entire race.

The boots stepped heavily on the ground, splashing dust, and the armor man recovered his indifference and dullness as before.

He didn't know how long he ran unrestrainedly, he just slowed down again and again after panting, and continued to stretch his legs after his physical strength recovered.

I can't remember exactly how many times it has cycled, maybe only five or six times, or maybe fifty or sixty times.

The long-lost mausoleum has finally improved.

A long distance away, Ji Bai's eyes saw a touch of earthy yellow that was completely different from scarlet red.

Probably, it's over.

It seemed that it was close at hand, and it was only a little close after several cycles. When it arrived, it was not how much time was spent flying.

How long have you not experienced the feeling of running smoothly? I don't remember, probably the moment I became a blood clan, the human body has also undergone some changes.

Adjusting his breathing, he walked towards the stone seat not far away from his body stiffened by overwork.

What surprised Ji Bai was not this ordinary seat, but the earth wall on which the seat was leaning.

Ordinary loess wall without any carving marks?

This is what countless clay sculpture guards have guarded over the years?

The presence of a loess wall with no traces of carvings in this imperial tomb is too unconventional. Loess is a thing under one's feet and is also used to bury the dead. The representative meaning in the Quran culture is mostly inferior; end; end.

The emperors yearn for endless power, hoping to inherit the hegemony in the huge tomb after their death, and last forever. Therefore, it is impossible for the loess wall to appear in the emperor's tomb to symbolize the lowliness and end of this vulgar thing, unless , This is a fake grave.

Ji Bai recalled, it seemed that apart from the huge construction project, there were almost no funerary objects in this huge underground mausoleum. At some parliament tables along the way, only a few old earthen cups and ceramic cups could be seen. Still the kind of extremely rough workmanship.

Is it really just a fake grave here?