dhibooks Chapter 1128 Mo Huangnian steps steadily on every step, stepping on his woman, his child, and his lo
Chapter 1128 Mo Huangnian steps steadily on every step, stepping on his woman, his child, and his lo
Mo Huangnian's eyes and his whole body seemed to be frozen, and his fingers still maintained the posture of probing under her breath without moving.
Among those who didn't pinch her, he had seen too many corpses, and he knew very clearly that she was dead.
He even thought calmly, how much this woman didn't want to love him anymore, so she would use death to break up with him.
Silly.
He thinks she is so stupid, she has been so stupid from before to now.
So what if she died? Could her death affect him?
It's just death, he survived Tsing Yi's death, survived so many cruel times of gain and loss, so what if he loses her.
Even though he was habitually thinking this way in his mind, he still couldn't even lift the finger that fell under her breath, like falling into an ice cave, and every inch of blood in his body couldn't flow.
He couldn't tell whether it was the heart or which place was twitching fiercely, and the pain was so painful that he wanted to bend down several times, his throat was itchy like a pinprick, and he wanted to scream.
But he didn't do anything, why would he?
She is dead.
It's just dead.
what is the relationship?
It doesn't matter, it doesn't affect anything, it won't affect the way he wants to go.
He has come to the last step, he is about to succeed, he is about to stand on the top, women are nothing, if you don't want it, you don't want it.
Suddenly thunder and lightning flashed in the overcast sky.
Suddenly, two thunderbolts flashed, one struck the ancient vine dagger hanging in the air, and the other struck into the fire cellar, countless sparks exploded, and all the oil altars around the altar were ignited.
The raging fire illuminated the entire sacred altar.
And that Guteng dagger circulates in the dazzling light of thunder and lightning, symbolizing the supremacy and power pursued by thousands of people——
Whoever gets it will be the next High Priest, the ruler of Miaojiang.
The hidden guard standing below wanted to go up to ask Mo Huangnian's opinion, but in the next second, he saw the half-kneeling man with his head down put down the dead girl in his arms, and stood up while supporting the ground.
The dark guard was shocked.
He thought, how much psychological endurance and self-control is needed at this time, or... how ruthless it is to stand up.
But Mo Huangnian stood up.
He put the breathless Qin Manman on the ground, gritted his teeth and straightened his body, very slowly, but never stopped, until he stood completely straight.
Then he walked step by step towards the altar in the center.
Mo Huangnian took every step very steadily.
Stepping on countless bloody bones.
Stepping on his woman, his child, his love.
Stepping on everything he had and lost.
Eventually to the pinnacle of power.
His back was straight, as if he would never fall down, without looking back or hesitating.
Mo Huangnian stepped onto the stone steps and stood by the altar.
He slowly stretched out his hand, the hand covered with Qin Manman's blood passed through the magnetic layer of ancient mysterious power, and held the Guteng dagger.
The blade cut his hand, and his blood flowed out, dripping into the cave in the altar.
In the next second, all the thunder and lightning in the sky disappeared, and all the surrounding torches were also extinguished.
The seven guarding elders put their hands together and murmured in unison, "A new high priest is born, all souls who died unjustly will be redeemed, and reincarnated..."
After the words fell, all the guards and people around knelt down on one knee towards Mo Huangnian, "See the high priest!"