Chapter 508 Goddess A Yin
He knew Cheng Jingru too well, just as Cheng Jingru knew him.
Cheng Jingru seemed to be as calm as a chrysanthemum, not fighting or competing, but she always wanted to get attention.
Why did she only think about cultivation, but why did she not lose her popularity after becoming popular? Because she always did some live broadcasts.
It seems that she is not as utilitarian as Chu Yuqi to make money by live broadcasting fortune-telling and carrying out a series of commercial activities; she just shared and recorded her own practice, catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits.
In fact, she has been carefully maintaining her exposure and popularity, and has never let herself be completely silent.
Later, she participated in the show, and then went on "Zhanling". Step by step, she piled herself up to a very high popularity, so that everyone willingly handed her the invitation to the show.
Shen Boyuan had no doubt that if she had not wanted to maintain her image as a talented junior sister of the Xuan Sect, she would not have had the heart to be friendly with her fellow disciples.
Mingzhuo had been in the Cheng family for so many years and had saved Cheng Jingru. The two were not much different in age. Logically, she should have been the first person in the Cheng family to show kindness to Mingzhuo.
But she was not like that. She even didn't mention Mingzhuo at all.
It was not until Mingzhuo disappeared on the ghost train and everyone was eagerly waiting for Mingzhuo's return that she began to mention Mingzhuo frequently, as if their sisterly relationship was extremely good.
"You have been deliberately screening your circle of friends. You will only be genuinely friendly to people who are useful to you." Shen Boyuan laughed at himself, "Should I be honored that you treat me differently?"
Cheng Jingru lowered her eyes and said softly, "You know I like you, so why do you still side with Ruan Mingzhuo?"
But the ruthlessness of her attack was not in line with her gentle tone. She slashed down with the knife again, "Shen Boyuan, you forced me to do this!"
The blood drops on the ground quickly gathered into a pool.
Ming Zhuo couldn't help but ask Luo Wenxin, "Wait a minute, you don't care? It's disgusting to have so much blood, I want to vomit."
Luo Wenxin looked at her in surprise: "So your nausea is real, I'm really sorry, even if you don't like it, I can't help it."
He covered his nose with a folding fan and smiled, "Because to start the God's Descent Ceremony, the blood of the favorite of the Heavenly Dao is needed to fill the magic circle."
"What?" He Wangyao retreated to Ming Zhuo's side and looked at Cheng Jingru in shock, "Are you crazy?"
Li Wenhe and Pei Di looked at the Shadow Moon people who surrounded them vigilantly.
These people are not easy to deal with. They appear and disappear at will and can hide in other people's shadows. They suffered a little loss.
Ming Zhuo glanced at the group of Shadow Moon people: "She is not crazy. If one of them must bleed to start the ceremony, then of course it is better to have someone else."
The main reason is that there is no alternative. Luo Wenxin is not Madam Luo, who can accept the blood of anyone.
And Luo Wenxin should have proved that other people's blood is useless. Madam Luo had set her sights on her before, which proved that there was a prerequisite.
Now it has been confirmed that the prerequisite is the blood of the favorite of the Heavenly Dao.
Shen Boyuan had obviously guessed it a long time ago, and closed his eyes and stopped talking.
Ming Zhuo: "Since Heaven's Favor is fine, why not compromise and let them both bleed half, so that neither of them will have to die, and everyone will be happy. Isn't it played like this in TV dramas? The hero and heroine can only exert greater power when they join forces, and 1+1 can be greater than 2."
These people are still not broad-minded enough. Why do you have to fight to the death? Isn't it better for everyone to live together?
Luo Wenxin couldn't help laughing, "You are so funny, I really like you, what a pity."
Ming Zhuo asked calmly: "What a pity?"
Luo Wenxin suddenly floated away, and at the same time, countless black chains suddenly stretched out from Ming Zhuo's feet, tightly binding her limbs.
Those black chains exuded an ominous aura, and there was a flowing aura attached to them.
This scene seemed familiar. Ming Zhuo remembered that Shen Ruodi also wanted to use these chains to drag her into hell.
But these chains seemed different from the ones back then. They were not made up of pure yin and resentment, but also something else.
It seemed like willpower, but also like another kind of curse power... She could hear noisy sounds on it.
Ming Zhuo glanced at the others. Her friends were also trapped, but they were only divided into three or four chains, not as densely packed as she was.
"A Xu... forget it, Wenwen, do you think this is a willpower line?" Ming Zhuo wanted to find out the situation.
Li Wenhe: "...It doesn't seem to be."
Gu Xu: "Yes, but not. It should be the same voice of some people. This willpower is very strong."
It was so strong that he could sense it, as if telling him about his unwillingness and anger.
Gu Xu always felt that if he wanted to deliberately not listen, he could block out these voices, but he still wanted to listen.
He just thought that maybe he could help Zhuozhuo, and at the same time he felt uneasy in his heart, as if the thing he feared most was about to happen.
Suddenly, a few fragmented pictures flashed through his mind, and he was suddenly startled: "Zhuozhuo, run away!"
Gu Xu rarely had intense emotions, but at this moment, he tore the chains with all his strength and actually broke one of the chains!
Luo Wenxin smiled: "You are worthy of being the incarnation of the righteousness of heaven and earth."
But even the righteousness of heaven and earth can only affect, correct, and purify little by little, and its ability is ultimately limited in a short period of time.
But in the long run, the world was once a place where no living creatures were left, like purgatory, but under the purification of the righteousness of heaven and earth, the seas and rivers became peaceful, and the dead trees sprouted new branches.
A hint of murderous intent flashed in Luo Wenxin's eyes. He raised his hand, and the black chain once again bound Gu Xu.
At the same time, a man who looked like an elder walked out of the crowd.
He was wearing a sacrificial robe... Gu Xu's pupils contracted, just like in his dream!
The elder was holding a strange puppet in his hand, wearing ancient clothes, with complicated flower branches and animal patterns embroidered on his lapels and cuffs.
The puppet had long hair tied up, and its eyebrows and eyes were as vivid as a painting, and it seemed to be able to speak in the next second -
"Boss? No, this is the goddess A Yin?" He Wangyao was shocked.
No one answered his question. The elder began to shake the bell in his hand, muttering something, and stepping to perform the ancient ritual.
The Shadow Moon tribe members knelt down in unison, and the strange sound seemed to come from hell.
Ming Zhuo felt a headache, and many noises annoyed her.
The distant memories were like the tide, she floated up and down in the water, looking at the light and shadow of the other world.
The lights in the temple were always on, and many people came and begged Her Highness the Goddess to bless the Shadow Moon Clan for thousands of years.
Each of them had ambitious faces. Following the rebels into the capital, the status of the Shadow Moon Clan rose rapidly, and everyone could be made a marquis or a prime minister.
No, maybe their ambitions were even greater. They were not really loyal to the rebels, but wanted to replace them and push the clan leader to the throne.
They all had requests and ideas. How could they be willing to see their evil shadow techniques broken one after another and stop before the capital.
It's so annoying. She was just picked up by Shen Ruodi and was enshrined in the Goddess Temple for no reason. She didn't want to interfere in the rise and fall of the royal power in the world.