I am the Creator of Mythology

"Where has the Lord Viscount gone?" Yan Ning looked at Nie Yuan.

"I heard that I was tired after entering the village yesterday, and I haven't gotten up yet." Nie Yuan replied.

"Oh, that's not good. Go and bring the Viscount to see the play." Yan Ning smiled, how did he not know what the Viscount thought.

"Yes!" Nie Yuan nodded, then winked at the two black armor guards.

Two black armor guards left quickly.

与 此 At the same time, the horn of sacrifice stopped.

According to the sacrifice of Dahe Village, the first person to play is not the village head, but the three animals killed, and the man with a red cloth tied to his head is carried forward.

"咚咚咚 呛!"

"咚 ..."

The gongs and drums are loud.

Twelve guys carrying three animals in groups of four, walking forward and dancing sacrificial dance steps, a little twisted Yangko style.

The other villagers worshiped nonstop.

Pouting shouted various prayers.

For example: Pray for a bumper harvest in the coming year! Pray for a good grandson in the future! May I marry a good mother-in-law in the coming year! May there be no illness or disaster in the coming year ...

Wu Yanning listened to these prayers without any surprises.

Superstitions!

He can be considerate.

He Sanshan successfully placed three wooden frames.

Then, the sound of drum music suddenly changed from joy to joy. Although there was only one person separated, the meaning was completely different.

Because this is the joy of wedding!

"The drama is here, Heshen is marrying a wife!" Naturally, Yan Ning knew what was going on, and looked subconsciously toward a location not far away.

There, a red sedan was carried by eight men.

This red sedan is not a closed red sedan, but an open red sedan. You can clearly see that the bride in the sedan is wearing a married robe.

"Really a little butterfly?" Although the bride was wearing a red headscarf, Yan Ning recognized the other person at a glance, because when the bride came out, the headscarf had "accidentally slipped off."

Although a woman quickly re-covered the turban on Kocho's head, this scene happened to be seen by Yan Ning.

After all, at that moment, Kocho was looking at him with a complex expression of "pity, pleading," "anxiety," and "horror."

seriously……

Nuo opera is pretty good!

"No, I will not marry the river god!"

"Ooooooooooooooo ... Kocho has a bitter life, just sixteen a few days ago, you will be forced to marry the river **** ... no, you let me go!"

"..."

Xiao Xiaodie seemed to hear Yan Ning's "praise", and immediately began to work hard, and continuously whining in the sedan.

But she just didn't jump out of the sedan, just crying there, shouting, making trouble, she looked very desolate and helpless.

The village chief's complexion gradually changed.

Because the matter of marrying the river **** was decided by lottery. At that time Kocho had just arrived in the village. He also asked Kocho if she wanted to draw this lot. Kocho herself said she was willing.

Then he picked the small butterfly ...

Can't we blame him?

How to do?

Ye Xiaohouhou is watching the ceremony!

The village chief was anxious.

But soon, he saw that the woman Sang Zi was carrying a pot of fresh fruit and walking towards the spectator's platform of Yan Ning, which made his heart settle a little.

He believes that Sangzi should tell Yanning the truth.

As long as Yanning does not intervene.

The matter of Luohe God marrying a wife is settled.

"Master Hou, this is the fruit just picked this morning, you taste it." The woman Sang Zi arrived at the viewing platform and immediately worshiped holding a pot of fruit.

"Give me." A black armored guard stepped forward and took over the fruit tub.

"Okay, all the grandfathers have worked hard, everyone, please come and invite the grandfathers to taste the fruits of our Dahe Village." After Sang Zi handed the fruit tub, he waved again.

Immediately, five men brought up another ten pots of fruit. They all handed the fruits to the black armor guard, but they did not mean to approach.

The eighteen black armor guards did not even look at the fruits in front of them.

"Guanye, why not eat? All the freshly picked fruits." Sang Zi looked at the black armor guard with a puzzled look.

But none of her paid attention to her.

not far away.

Pu Xiaodie's hissing continued.

Also, she ripped off her headscarf again and looked at Yanning with a more "passionate" look just now. The intention was quite obvious.

Wu Yanning was looked at by Xiaodie like this, and finally nodded towards Xiaodie, it was a response.

Xiao Xiaodie's expression froze obviously.

Because, according to her idea, Yanning should stand up angrily at this time, and was it right to scold the villagers of Dahe Village?

But the fact is ...

Wu Yanning didn't move.

Also, nodded and smiled at her.

what happened?

Is it too far apart to recognize it?

"My son-" Kocho's heart moved, and she sang loudly immediately: "Kocho's life is really hard ..."

"Houye, you eat fruit." The woman Sangzi said again.

"Why hasn't Uncle Shi yet to come?" Yan Ning turned to look behind him, and in terms of time, Master Viscount should have arrived soon.

"My son-look at Kocho ..."

"Master Hou, this fruit is so sweet."

"My son-it's a slave's house, last night by the stream ..."

"Officials, do you guys try it?"

"..."

The two parties are struggling.

Wu Yanning didn't have a touch of movement.

Let you call.

You try to break your throat and see if I ignore you?

"My uncle, shouldn't I die in a night?" Yan Ning's face was leisurely.

"Here comes, Lord Viscount!" Immediately a black armor guard returned.

接着 Then, Yan Ning also saw that Lord Viscount was being tied to a wooden stick, and was rushed towards him by two black armor guards.

How terrible.

I am afraid Lord Viscount has not really got up.

After all, I did n’t have time to change my clothes, and I did n’t have time to tidy my head. I was forcibly tied up, and my face was pale.

The main thing is that this binding method ...

What's the difference between killing a pig and killing a pig?

放 "Let me down!" Lord Viscount protested loudly.

"Come on, let my uncle down." Yan Ning called immediately.

"Yes!" The two armored guards took orders immediately.

Lord Viscount was finally released.

However, his face was full of anger.

"Nie, why do you **** here? Even if you are Hou, I am a son ... but it cannot be ..."

"Uncle Shi, don't be angry, what do you think of the girl sacrificed to the river god?" Yan Ning waved her hand, and then pointed towards the little butterfly who was singing her son not far away.

"Sacrifice to the girl of the river god?" Lord Viscount did not understand Yanning's meaning for a while, but looked in the direction of Yanning's finger.

别 Don't say it!

Lord Viscount only glanced ...

He thought it was more beautiful than the two little sisters in his family.

"How about Uncle Shi, do you like it? According to the custom of this village, this girl will be sacrificed to He Shen today. If Uncle Shi likes it, I will **** her." Yan Ning nodded seriously.

"Grab ... grab it?" The Viscount stunned.

事实上 In fact, it's not just him.

The head of the village and several prestigious old people in the village were equally startled.

Qi Yanning wants to grab a relative? !!

No way?

I was thinking, but the eighteen black armor guards had already started.

"锵!"

Long knife out of sheath.

I ca n’t cover up my ears and steal the bell with a thunderbolt ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I chopped down on the five men with fruit in front of them.

"Stab!"

"噗!"

Blood splatter.

变 This change happened too quickly and too urgently. Not only did the viscount and the village fail to respond, including the five men, they also did not respond.

Because they haven't received any order yet.

And, as planned ...

He should be shot by the drug Langjun first, then they secretly attack? !!

Why is this happening?

Twenty-five men fell down.

"Oh, this world, there are so many fools." Yan Ning was really helpless.

One woman, five men, presented fruit, but retreated to the side very "obediently", which clearly contradicted the setting of the ignorant villagers in the mountain village.

and so……

Why do you think that I will wait until you start?

And, the most important thing is ...

Do you really think it's me who got into your trap, not you who got into my trap?

(Concentrating on a few things: First, a book friend asked whether Sanjiang will be available next week? Oh, please don't panic. This book won't be available next week. It will wait until March 1st.

Second, thank you for your care for my father-in-law. My father-in-law has been admitted to the ward of Tongji Hospital on the evening of the 10th. Although he has not been cured yet, the blood oxygen level remains at 95%. At the same time, my mother-in-law took a CT picture and was not infected.

Third, Wuhan has issued a notice to stop going out. I have n’t been out, so I can update it for the time being, should n’t I miss it?

Fourth, ask for a recommendation! Thank you! )