I Just Want To Be Quiet

Seeing that his identity was seen through, the expression of "Yu" did not change in the slightest, he slowly said: "Like last night, headed by you, reopen the sacrifice. We will temporarily become the blood of the Xiao family, and the faceless immortal will also respond. Is it?"

Xiao Shou struggled to get up, but he had no legs at the moment, and only one arm left, but he couldn't escape no matter what.

Hearing the question of "Yu", Xiao Shou's face was pale, and he didn't mean to answer at all.

But soon, the eyes painted on his face showed a distinctly depressed color, and the whole person suddenly calmed down.

After a while, Xiao Shou replied stiffly: "Yes!"

"Yu" nodded slightly, grabbed it in the air, fetched the incense, and handed it over and said: "Now, take us to sacrifice immediately."

"Pray for good luck from the Faceless Great Immortal!"

Xiao Shou's eyes were hazy and he said, "Okay."

Immediately afterwards, he took the incense and crawled towards the incense burner.

But "Yu" watched his behavior, reached out his hand to grab the mask on his face, after a little hesitation, he took it off.

The moment the mask fell, the "gloomy" and unhappy expression suddenly began to change constantly, full of struggling colors.

Seeing this scene, the pink bride nodded slightly.

Xiao Shou has been stunned by "Yu" and will not be able to wake up for a while. Taking advantage of this time, let the other party seek good luck for them, this is indeed the fastest shortcut.

It doesn't matter if this action fails, as long as they can wake up in time tonight, nothing will happen!

Thinking of this, the pink bride also raised her hand to take off the mask. Her expression also quickly began to fluctuate, struggling in her eyes.

After a while, Xiao Shou finally lit the first incense stick. He lay down on the ground, supported his body with one arm, knocked his head repeatedly, and chanted in a low voice: "The faceless immortal, the magical power is boundless..."

"Bless my Xiao Clan..."

"My life's wish is to be fulfilled by the great immortal..."

"Yu" and the pink bride tried their best to maintain their consciousness, and followed by kneeling and saluting.

Soon, when the incense was rising, the bead curtain opened silently, and the terrifying aura spread out wantonly, sweeping the entire ancestral hall in an instant!

Inside the shrine, the plainly dressed statue sits quietly cross-legged, with a face without facial features, making it more bizarre.

The majestic coercion and the Yin Qi that roared out like a rising tide made all those present in the ancestral hall feel trembling and fear from the heart.

"Yu" once again took a photo of a stick of incense and handed it to Xiao Shou.

Xiao Shou settled his mind and inserted it into the furnace to light it.

The green smoke spit out, curled up like clouds and mist, and condensed in mid-air two words: "Xiao Shou."

After that, "Yu" also stepped forward to respect the fragrance. This time, because Xu didn't wear a mask, the smoke filled up and formed the word "Xiao Meng".

Afterwards, it was the pink bride, and the incense she presented, when erratic, also formed the three characters "Xiao Xiang'e".

Cigarettes are lingering, and ancient altars slowly emerge in the depths of the smoke clouds.

Xiao Shou, who was standing at the forefront, shook his eyes as soon as he touched the altar, but he woke up instantly!

The eyes, nose, and ears drawn on his face suddenly seemed to have been wiped away by invisible power, no longer existed, and only a lonely mouth remained.

At the same time, "Yu"'s face suddenly became extremely hideous.

He seemed to want to struggle, but after only twisting for a moment, he gradually calmed down, and there was no trace of depression on his face.

Looking at the faceless **** in the shrine, his eyes are full of reverence and fanaticism.

The same goes for the pink bride beside him. In the field of vision, the altar just appeared, and it seemed as if a person had changed.

The whole person's breath has undergone earth-shaking changes, his expression is only slightly confused, and he raised his head to look at the statue of the faceless great immortal, and suddenly became extremely respectful, constricted his sleeves, and his every move was extremely pious.

At the moment when the three of the Xiao family looked at him together, Pei Ling immediately felt that, in the dark, he had established an indescribable connection with a certain horrible existence.

It seemed that there were countless invisible silk threads extending from his body, and the other end of the silk thread was wrapped around the statue of "curse" not far away!

Pei Ling was stunned at first, but after reacting, he suddenly burst into death!

Use the inheritance of "curse" to compete for the life of "curse"?

This *%@# operation, isn't it just for death!

As he was thinking, he immediately felt that a terrifying will suddenly looked at himself!

Pei Ling's scalp numb immediately, and then, the speed of the system's [Eclipse Secret Record] suddenly accelerated, and a pure and majestic curse power, along the invisible thread, began to gradually flood into his body...

The palace lantern on the confession suddenly flickered.

The flames were messy, pulling the surrounding shadows, shaking like a group of demons dancing wildly.

The gilt and pearl candles radiate each other, and the originally majestic and luxurious scene suddenly becomes grotesque and terrifying.

The coercion in the shrine was heavy in an instant, making the sacrificers feel heart palpitations and breathless.

At the same time, in the ancestral hall, the Yin Qi suddenly surged and the temperature dropped sharply.

Feeling the changes around him, Xiao Shou was frightened, the altar had appeared, and the faceless immortal was waiting for his sacrifice!

He didn't think much about it, and quickly took out the dagger. There is not much left of what I can sacrifice right now. But the altar has already risen, and the faceless immortal can't be neglected. No matter what you ask, a sacrifice must be offered now!

Thinking of this, Xiao Shou pointed a dagger at his torso, quickly cut off a large fleshy piece, and threw it towards the altar.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Xiao Shou's one arm holding the dagger couldn't help trembling, his forehead was full of blue veins, and his entire body twitched violently, screaming unbearably.

But he quickly endured the severe pain and began to silently recite the prayer: The faceless immortal, the magical power is boundless. You...My Xiao family...Fu Zuo...Fu Zuo stretches...

"Please...seeking the great immortal...calling unfilial sons...zheng'er..."

"Zhao Zheng'er is here... to offer sacrifices..."

"Neglect Daxian... Please Daxianhaihan..."

"Xin Nan will make up the offerings for the great immortal in the future..."

"Pray for the great immortal to be kind..."

Xiao Meng and Xiao Xiang'e stayed where they were blankly.

They didn't prepare sacrifices this time, and they didn't know what to sacrifice for a while.

At this time, on the altar, black blood overflowed, and the flesh began to sink into the altar.

Perhaps because of the lack of sacrifices this time, the sacrifices were quickly swallowed up.

The incense of worship is still burning slowly, but the altar has directly dissipated.

The glittering and moist bead curtains closed silently.

The moment the shrine disappeared, the powerful and terrifying coercion, as well as the frightening, unstoppable tremor of the sacrifices, were immediately completely isolated.

The three of the Xiao family were all startled, but then...

The expressions of Xiao Meng and Xiao Xiang'e began to struggle and twist...