Chapter 4 Death Penalty

It seems that after several centuries of reincarnations, there is always a voice lingering in my ears, sometimes very light, sometimes very heavy, sometimes very gentle. The body is warm and surrounded by soft things, and sometimes it is very cool. I feel that my skin is blowing and breathing freely.

At one hour, at one moment, I finally opened my eyes and saw the boundless darkness.

Quiet, very quiet, so quiet that a slight breathing sound can be heard.

My consciousness began to recover, and the pictures in my memory were played back over and over again. That's not the dream mirror, sacrifice, fire, man, demon, and the last wind and sand...

At this moment, I am lying on a **, very large and soft bed. I tried to move my hands and feet, but it was very flexible and painless. I tried to move my arms little by little in the dark to explore where the edge of the bed was. The whole arm was drawn in a circle, and there was nothing but a soft blanket. I tried to move my body again. The surroundings were empty, except for the thin yarn quilt, but also the yarn quilt. So I boldly moved forward.

Suddenly I met a hot... What is it? I can't help but "Ah!" I called it out.

"Where else do you want to move?" A low male voice came from the darkness.

I reflexively rolled in the opposite direction of the sound. An arm suddenly stretched out and hugged me tightly. At that moment, I froze in place.

"There are no walls on either side of this bed. Are you going to roll to the ground?" That statement came again.

I swallowed my saliva and whispered, "Brother, can you give me a light or something?"

Then, a light blue ball of light soared into the sky. I turned my head and took advantage of this faint light to see a clear face with blue light in my eyes, which flashed slightly, which was very beautiful.

Somehow, my tears flowed out.

There was a moment when I was so looking forward to seeing this face, a face with endless power and hope.

I even think of despair.

"I~~" The rest of the words were swallowed. He kissed my lips so fiercely and uncontrollably. He seemed to like to bite my lips, sucked, and stroked my cheek with heavy breath. First, my body stiffened, and my heart accelerated. The blood circulated quickly and my face turned red. I can't see through my heart, but I'm obsessed with this feeling - warm and sweet. Is he the same as me at this moment?

For a long time, he let me go.

"I...not...Linglan..." At that moment, I felt that I was completely broken.

I've been waiting for so long, don't I just want to say this? And I can only tell him, but he is so far away.

Now, he is close to a foot. I heard my own choking, but I couldn't stop in this silent night.

He suddenly hugged me with both hands and said calmly, "I know."

Then, I gently buried my head in his chest and whispered, "Go to sleep."

I slept obediently, like a baby lying in his mother's arms and sleeping carefree.

I woke up again in the early morning, and several maidservants in blue immediately came in the room. They seem to be watching me wake up. Wash and change, all well-trained, fast and quick. When I was washing, I didn't see any burning scars. It seemed that they must have some panacea. I have a word to talk to them.

It turned out that this was their king's bedroom, and I slept deeply for five days. I'm sure I haven't been here. If this is his bedroom, where is the place where he was dreamed before?

"Your Majesty." The maid's voice came.

I looked for his voice, and his tall figure came into view. A black robe, the golden text is very appropriately inlaid on the neckline and wide sleeves, and a wide gold belt. He had a crown tied above his head, and a few wisps of thin hair hung lazily on his broad shoulders. The face is that cold and disdainful of the world. He waved his hand, and the maid in the room retreated knowingly.

He walked slowly towards me and looked satisfied with the way I looked at him. At that moment, I thought he was either narcissistic or confident. I withdrew my eyes and looked out of the window. At this moment, I was sitting on a bench by the window, and the red dress slipped along the edge of the chair to the ground.

"It turns out that mortal women can also be so enchanting." He stood not far away and looked at me without any expression.

They dressed me up like a princess to be married today. I squeezed out a smile at him to express my gratitude. I still don't know what happened, but it's obvious that he saved me.

He took me out of the bedroom. When I saw three or four beautiful women dressed like me, I knew that the princess-like dress was just his - a close maidservant.

I don't know how I got to this viewing table.

Just remember to follow him out of the bedroom, and then join a big team, each with thick clothes. He didn't introduce me. I just read his eyes and stood behind him. Then, we passed through the temples one by one. Anyone who sees me, or our royal family, takes the initiative to bow their heads to avoid and give way.

My head is lower than theirs. Under the tens of thousands of people, the picture of standing without clothes is still vivid.

Suddenly, I felt like I had hit something, instinctively raised my head, and a strong anti-push came towards me. I couldn't help falling back. To be precise, it was flying. The force was so great, and I was so light. He turned around and grabbed me in an instant, and the wind suddenly stopped. It turned out that the marching team stopped, but I didn't pay attention and almost bumped into him. And he always has some kind of power to protect himself.

I finally understood what they said. He couldn't get close.

"The habit of wandering has to be changed." He said harshly.

I settled down and gently said, "Oh!" With a shout. He inadvertently saw the amazing face beside him and looked at me with a smile.

I know that she is his queen.

He let go of me and turned around, and a door in front of him was pushed open by the guard. The familiar sound of joy is like thunder. Obviously, this time I was standing in the most powerful stand.

Sacrifice~~~

Doesn't it mean that if you miss the auspicious time, you won't sacrifice it again?

My foot seems to be nailed to the ground, and I don't want to move forward. The feeling of despair came back, which made me a little breathless.

He felt something strange, turned around and grabbed me and took me directly to the viewing table. I had no choice but to stand beside him obediently - like other close maids - serving tea, water, fruit, fans... Looking at his comfort, I really wanted to pinch hundreds of insects and put them on him.

Because of his appearance, the noise suddenly stopped. All eyes are on us, or only he is in his eyes. Tens of thousands of creatures bowed to him quietly. At this time, there was only the sound of the wind in the big square.

My eyes involuntarily moved to the altar. A woman in white, her hands and feet were tied in the air and pulled into a "big" shape.

A cold sweat broke out in the palm of my hand.

That woman must be Linglan.

It's just a mortal woman. She wants to live selfishly, just like I want to live selfishly. Is it wrong?

I don't hate her. When I woke up that day, I was glad that I was alive, and I was even more glad that I had disturbed their auspicious time. I'm afraid this year's sacrifice can only end here. In this chaotic era of ancient gods and demons, what I can help, I'm afraid I can only help her earn an extra year of mortal life. A year later, she figured it out and died at ease.

My only blessing is that I can't beat them after all.

He sat next to me indifferently and naturally said something irrelevant to the woman on the other side - his cold back. In their eyes, the life of a mortal is just a grain of sand on the soles of his feet. There is no difference between existence and non-existent.

I looked around at these poor followers, and they cheered crazily. In fact, the sacred faith they worship is just the idea of the ruler.

The three chief priests sat on the side of the altar. One of the chief priests stood up and read a very short text, like declaring a death penalty.

What they gave her was flogging to death.

The four big men surrounded the white body back and forth, beating fiercely, and suddenly flew flesh and blood. What kind of pain should that be? My whole body began to trembling. This is hell on earth.

She was obviously alive, but she didn't moan.

When the masochist cries, the abuser will be more excited. Her silence made the human and beasts around her feel tasteless.

"Are you unhappy?" He finally turned his head and looked at me.

"This is the redemption of the gods!" I gritted my teeth.

"God?" He smiled coldly and looked at the huge statue on the altar, "Are you referring to him?" The tone is so contemptuous.

Isn't this your belief? So what exactly are you going to sacrifice?!

Suddenly, my whole body seemed to fall into the abyss - endless darkness, and the white body rushed to me like lightning. I obviously can't see it, and I don't want to see it, but my eyes can't help myself. Instead, I open them wide.

"Don't look!" A roar! One palm brushed my eyes stiffly and blocked my sight.

However, it's too late. I still saw the bloody face. When it was almost close to me, its eyes suddenly opened, and a big mouthful of blood "bang!" With a spray on my face, there was an endless gloomy smile in my ear, like ghost crying and people sobbing.

I saw the most horrible face of death, as if it was printed directly in my mind, and I couldn't erase it.

Later, I learned that it was an ancient spell: the blood spell of evil spirits.

This ancient blood spell can only be solved by the dead caster. And how to solve the dead?

It was him who took me back to his bedroom.

Next, my life was muddle-headed. I don't even know where I want to go, not even day and night. I fell into another world, where there were only women's crying, laughter, moaning, and whipping. The bleeding face of the seven orifices is floating around me. The cold wind blows from the bottom of my heart, and it is cool through the bone.

I think I'm crazy. Only when a body hugs me tightly does this fear stop a little.

After they poured my elixir for a period of time, I began to get more when I was awake.

The night was very soft. He lay sideways beside me and looked at me quietly. My eyes are a little flashing, and it is no longer empty. I know in my heart that during this period, I am always awake at night.

"Why did you save me?" I looked at the top of the tent and avoided his eyes, but I wanted to know the answer.

He didn't answer, as if he was meditating.

"Is there any difference between me and Ling Lan for you?" We are all mortal women. Why are the results so different?

"I don't think so." His voice is still faint.

I turned my body, turned my back to him, and stopped talking.

He lay quietly beside me like this and didn't say anything anymore. Maybe he doesn't know why he saved me.

Is it just a feeling to be infatuated? I can't carve my heart. How long can I hide it? One day, when it fades, am I just like Linglan, just a grain of sand that doesn't stick to my feet?