Xiao Shou immediately retracted his sleeves and backed away. After standing back where he stood, he turned his head and looked at "Yu".

After detecting his gaze, "Yu" also stood up, went to the Xiaoji and took the incense, and after lighting it, followed the same steps as Xiao Shou, to incense the **** of "curse".

The next one is the pink bride.

Soon, three incense sticks were inserted into the cauldron-shaped incense burner, and a name appeared on top of each incense stick.

"Xiao Shou", "Xiao Meng", "Xiao Xiang'e".

As the green smoke curled up, the three looked at Peiling together.

Following the appearance of the three, Pei Ling got up and went to the small table to fetch incense, respecting the **** of "curse".

As the smoke lingered, the word "Xiao Zheng" also appeared above this stick of incense.

The four sticks of incense were inserted, and the smell and smoke of the incense rose immediately.

Soon, an old altar slowly emerged from the void.

The moment his eyes touched this altar, Pei Ling's complexion was suddenly hideous! In his mind, another consciousness gradually emerged, and this consciousness became stronger and stronger!

Knowing that something was wrong, he quickly took out the mask from his arms and put it on his face.

The feeling of coldness rushed to the face, invaded the bone marrow, and spread all over the body in an instant. Pei Ling couldn't help but let out a fierce cough: "Cough cough cough cough cough..."

After finally stopping the coughing, a strange memory appeared in front of him immediately...

Holding a sharp blade, he cut through the skin of a famous maid one by one, peeling, cramping, gouging, cutting tongue, broken leg, broken skull...like a pig, carefully cut and stacked on the altar.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

"Master, please...grace..."

"Xiao Zheng!!! You must not die too! You must not die too!"

"The entire Xiao family is not allowed to die... Even if the maidservant cannot live beyond life forever, he will curse your Xiao family..."

"So frantic and delusional about longevity, it's just that the sky has no eyes... The Xiao family will die! Xiao Zheng, you beast..."

Countless blood stains splashed on Xiao Zheng's face, followed his white face, slowly dripping, his expression was flat, no matter how these maids screamed, begged for mercy, cursed, but did not waver at all, only calmly said: "Yes. For the use of my Xiao family, offering sacrifices to the faceless great immortal is the supreme glory of these humble servants."

"I don't know how to be grateful, but rants."

"Damn it!"

Before the words were finished, the sharp blade swung out, and a piece of meat still wriggling, accompanied by a screaming scream, had already been cut off and placed in a pool of blood that was also a piece of meat.

......Just when Pei Ling fell into endless memories, the "gloomy" complexion also began to struggle.

At this moment, he finally realized that it was not good, but, it was too late, his eyes gradually lost and lost, and he had no idea who he was!

At this time, Xiao Shou said solemnly: "The sacrifice begins!"

Hearing that, "Yu" was still struggling, but his hand movements were not slow at all. He immediately carried the restrained guard and walked towards the altar.

Just took a step, as if "Yu" felt it, with strong perseverance, he controlled his body to stop again.

His movements were extremely stiff, as if the whole person had suddenly become a puppet. He turned his head a little bit and looked at the pink bride, his lips moved with difficulty: "Kill me!"

The pink bride glanced at him, and faintly replied, "No."

"Yu" frowned, but before he could think about it, Xiao Shou had already spoken, and shouted in a deep voice: "Meng'er, don't be distracted during the sacrifice!"

"Quickly step forward to sacrifice."

"Don't neglect the Faceless Immortal!"

"Yu" listened to these words, his thinking began to be confused again, he suddenly felt that he was not "Yu", but Xiao Meng!

The next moment, "Yu" stopped staying, and walked towards the altar step by step.

Soon, he walked to the altar, stopped again, and did not move anymore.

Xiao Shou said again: "Meng'er, don't you hurry up and sacrifice?"

"My Xiao family's wish for many years is today!"

"What are you waiting for?"

"Sacrifice immediately, without delay!"

"Yu" stood motionless, still not responding.

Xiao Shou's complexion suddenly became very solemn, he immediately put his hands into his sleeves, took out the paper money prepared in advance, and threw them toward the "Yu" one by one.

The paper money was flying up, like falling leaves in the garden, spreading "Yu" all over the body like a shower. "Yu" suddenly felt drowsy, and the consciousness of working hard to maintain it gradually became blurred.

But soon, he slapped his spirit, and tried his best to resist the erosion that seemed to come from the depths of his soul.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Shou hurriedly took out a **** talisman with a mysterious background, and stepped forward and pasted it on "Yu"'s body.

"Yu" suddenly stiffened.

Xiao Shou clasped his hands together in a strange posture, his lips squirmed quickly, and he whispered in prayer.

Following his vague chanting, the "Yu" complexion suddenly struggled violently. If he was still at his peak, this would be equivalent to using a meager talisman, and it would not have any effect on him!

But now, the life of "Yu" is being swallowed, and it is very difficult for him to even figure out who he is!

Soon, "Yu" raised his hand slightly stiffly, and threw the guard who lifted his hand onto the altar.

The icy altar, like Xuan Bing for thousands of years, the guard who had been in a coma suddenly awakened.

After sensing the abnormal environment, the guard immediately wanted to get up, but he soon discovered that his hands and feet could not move at all.

The guard twisted his neck, and after looking around, he asked in surprise, "Master, what's going on?"

"Yu" who stood in front of him did not answer, his expression was constantly distorted and changed, and at this moment, he could not hear outside voices at all.

After a while, "Yu" slowly took out a sharp dagger and extended it little by little.

Sen Leng's blade reflected the guard's horrified look, as well as the confusion in his eyes.

Suddenly, "Yu" turned the blade upside down and pierced his neck!

But the moment the blade touched his skin, "Yu" suddenly stopped, then changed his target, aimed at the guard, and slowly stabbed...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The screaming screams kept ringing.

The movement of the sharp blade entering the body, the splashing blood, the smell of fishy sweetness filled the room...

Time passed slowly, and the "gloomy" breath gradually strengthened.

He first recovered from the Qi training period to the foundation building period, and then from the foundation building period to the pill formation stage.

At the beginning, his "gloomy" expression was still struggling, but as the sacrifice proceeded, his movements became faster and faster, and his expression became calmer and calmer.

In the end, "Yu"'s face was covered with blood stains, and red and white things were dripping continuously from his jaw, but it was calm and calm.

It's just that, on his face, that moment of depressed color has disappeared.