"Zuixinting, let's go, Xiaoyu."

Hua Yan turned around and smiled gently at Fang Yu.

"Puff puff……"

At this time, the four guards at the rear fell to the ground, still screaming, but the frost on their bodies no longer spread.

The three of them turned around and left the Shuirong Family, heading towards the Zuixin Pavilion.

…

At this moment, on the east side of Xiaoyang Lake, on the Zuixin Pavilion.

The pavilion is very big, but it is crowded with people, at least five or six thousand people.

Judging from the clothing and cloaks on their shoulders, these people come from hundreds of different families.

In front of the Zuixin Pavilion, there is an altar suspended in mid-air.

There are six diamond-shaped stone tablets rotating around the altar. The center is glowing with orange light, and a miniature divine shadow can be faintly seen in the orange light.

Four priests were located around the altar, all with their heads lowered and chanting gray incantations.

The people from the aristocratic families in Zuixin Pavilion also lowered their heads and looked pious.

"Ask the Moon God to protect our Shuirong family and make it prosperous and glorious forever..."
Chapter completed!