Babylon, a tribe hidden in a mountain. People here believe in the Emperor of Heaven. They have believed since ancient times that it was the Emperor of Heaven who created all things, created the earth and everything on the earth to allow them to have food and clothing, created air to allow them to breathe, and created light to allow them to see...

Ali came in a bad time. Today is the day for the clan to worship the Emperor of Heaven, and all men, women, young and old all gathered in the sacrificial square.

Ali stood at the outermost periphery with Siquan carrying Siquan, and no one paid attention to his arrival. He threw Siquan on the ground and told Baron Huiyin to watch it. Baron Ali walked into the field.

In the middle of the square, a stone temple of heaven stands tall, and the towering light emits an ancient atmosphere. Hundreds of tribesmen look up, and they turn a blind eye to everything that happens around them at this time.

Ali knelt down at the Temple of Heaven seven times, and then stood under the Temple of Heaven. On the Temple of Heaven, the Pharaoh was closing his eyes and muttering: The soil was turning against the house, the water returned to the valley, the insects were not made, and the plants and trees returned to the lake.

Outside the circle of people, the sage gradually regained consciousness. The scene in front of him surprised him again. Fortunately, his heart was good recently and he was happy soon. Then, he was surprised to find that there was a Miao girl standing beside him.

"Hi, beauty, come here!"

"Ah! Are you awake?"

The girl was surprised. Generally, people who were caught in the Phantom God Grass had to sleep for at least one day and one night.

——How could she know that the internal strength of the sage is very good than that of ordinary people. If she hadn’t inhaled too much, she would have woken up long ago!

"Yes, I just dreamed of a fairy descending to earth, and I knew she was dreaming, so I woke up, but I didn't expect to see the fairy."

"Really? Where is the fairy?"

"You can't see it without looking everywhere, unless you have a mirror."

"Hehe, are you talking about me? I'm not as good as you said!"

"The fairy is extraordinary. She is not only kind and beautiful, but also smart and modest!"

"You are so interesting. No one has ever said this to me!"

Si Quan laughed secretly, girls in the mountains are easy to cheat!

"Who do you think your tribe members have never left the mountains, right?"

"We have lived in the mountains for generations, and as children of the mountains, we will not leave the mountains!"

"That's it. Judging from my years of experience in the world, there is probably no girl in the world who looks better than you!"

"Really? Are there many fun things outside!"

"As far as the world is concerned, there are countless interesting things to talk about for days or nights!"

"Ah? Then tell me!"

The girls seemed very interested and all squatted in front of the lord.

"Of course it's okay, but my body is numb now and I feel that I can't breathe well. You have to let go of me to speak!"

"Is this okay for me to help you sit down?"

The girl realized that Si Quan was tied up, but she did not dare to help him loosen his ties privately.

"No need to be so troublesome. Just help me loosen it a little so that I can speak easily!"

"oh!"

The girl was skeptical and hesitated whether to let go.

"By the way, can I be lucky enough to know the name of the fairy?" Siquan tried to divert the girl's attention.

"My name is Barun Huiyin, just call me Ayin, it's not a good name!" The girl replied with a smile, and indeed stretched out her slender hands towards the knot.

The fortune of the sage was wandering all over his body, and found that most of the medicine had dissipated. Just when the rope was loosened, it was like walking in the garden. Just as he was hesitating whether to stay or see what ethnic characteristics these Miao people had, the pharaoh on the Temple of Heaven looked at him with bright eyes.

Si Quan secretly shouted that it was not good because Ayin had not had time to let go of it at all.

"What should people do if someone breaks into the holy land?"

"The Emperor of Heaven's Judgment, the Emperor of Heaven's Judgment..."

The voices of the people were united, and they were deafening. The monarch found that the girl beside her looked ugly.

"What is the Emperor's Judgment?"

"This is the worst punishment passed down from our clan. I'm sorry, I've hurt you."

"Hey, don't cry. When you cry, I was scared to death without being punished!"

The sirens could see from the reactions of the crowd that they would die ugly.

"If you break into the holy land, my people will not let you go. Anyone who enters the holy land without God's consent will be punished."

"God's Society?"

"The Gods are the messengers of the Emperor of Heaven and have to send people here every month." Speaking of this, Ayin showed disgust on her face. It seemed that she hated these messengers very much.

The sir had no time to continue asking. Baron Huiyin wanted to speak but stopped and could not help. The two strong men had come over to drag the sir and threw them down the high platform, in the middle of the crowd.

"The Emperor of Heaven's Judgment, the Emperor of Heaven's Judgment..."

Even the women, children, women, women, and women shouted with all their might.

"It's the thunder"

The Pharaoh raised his dry arms high, and the whole audience immediately became silent.

"God of Heaven, forgive him, he is willing to repent with death!" The Pharaoh knelt on the heavenly world and prayed tremblingly.

As soon as the Pharaoh "Emperor of Heaven" finished speaking, everyone agreed loudly.

Si Quan knew that this group of people would kill him with unimaginable means. He would try to escape first. After looking around for a while, he could not break through the gaps in the crowd, not to mention that he was still tied, leaving no gaps from beginning to end.

"Can you repent and let the holy water wash your soul?"

The Pharaoh's eyes turned to the dictatorship, that was a pair of deep

His deep eyes were completely incompatible with the clarity of other tribesmen. Si Quan's heart trembled: This pharaoh is absolutely unusual. He looked over carefully and found that the pharaoh was also looking at him.

"How to wash your soul?"

The stern dictatorship should be some kind of mentally tingling punishment.

"Emperor of Heaven, forgive this ignorant poor man!"

The Pharaoh asked for the heavens, and his eyes closed were observing the lords with vague eyes.

"You don't deserve the forgiveness of the Emperor of Heaven. Now I will clear your dirty soul for the Emperor of Heaven!"

The Pharaoh's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly slashed at Siquan's forehead with a palm. This was an accident that no one expected. Siquan hurriedly defended his luck. The Pharaoh's martial arts seemed not weak, but he was not seriously injured.

"The Emperor of Heaven's Judgment, the Emperor of Heaven's Judgment..."

The Pharaoh stopped at the last moment, and the crowds in the field suddenly burst into loud shouts. The priest had not waited for a long time to open his eyes again, and found that the Pharaoh was staring at him without blinking.

"Today, sacrifice to the Emperor of Heaven should not be contaminated with evil souls, and tomorrow, the Emperor of Heaven will make a decision."

The Pharaoh seemed to be afraid of the decision of his tribe members and waved his hand to take the lord away until he watched the lord disappear.

The sir immediately understood that the Pharaoh didn't dare to commit suicide without permission. Also, these people obviously didn't want him to die too easily, so they must use the highest punishment.

"What is this Heavenly Emperor's ruling?"

Si Quan thought half nervously and half curiously, and let the two strong men drag him into the room.

The two strong men threw him on the ground and left, but the door was gently closed. Si Quan thought, that girl A Yin should come to save the hero, right?

Si Quan was drowsy when he waited, and finally the sound of the door opening shocked him: This girl is not stupid either, everyone knows that she will come after the night is late.

"Who?" Siquan asked knowingly.

"Old slave Barrenmander pays homage to the messenger of God!"

Siquan felt puzzled again. The master of this voice was clearly the pharaoh who wanted to kill him during the day.

"It is said that some people will have several memories at the same time, and they are completely different people at different times, and they themselves cannot feel it at all. Old man, what are you doing?"

"Dear God Messenger, I beg you to forgive me for the offense I had to do during the day."

In the darkness, the Pharaoh actually knelt down.

"Hey, if you want to show your sincerity, you should help me loose first!" Si Quan jokingly said.

"The God's messenger forgives sins, but the old slave is negligent." Pharaoh moved to the throne and untied the rope in fear and fear.

The Pharaoh's reaction was beyond the expectations of the lord. According to the lord, the Pharaoh should not have done such a perfect move. Now the two are apart, and they just wait for the rope to be loosened, and Pharaoh will definitely die.
Chapter completed!