Quickly wear her as a sickly white lotus

Chapter 221 Sacrifice 5
Although Gong Ziyuan is just a city lord without real power.

But the city lord is the city lord after all, his identity is there, even if it is a marriage, he still has his own choice.

Cui Yue was in a hurry now.

"City Lord, that's not what I meant. You know, I just love you so much, so I don't want to see you being deceived by this witch."

Gong Ziyuan came over and approached Bai Fu naturally.

This scene made Cui Yue even more jealous.

It is clear that she is the future wife of the city lord.

Gong Ziyuan raised his eyebrows, his expression could not be seen clearly through the mask, but he could feel the laziness of the man.

"cheat?"

He laughed, a little contemptuously.

Turning around and lowering her head, she approached Bai Fu: "She said you lied to me, what did you lie to me?"

Bai Fu took a step back, with an unhappy expression on her face.

"Stay away from me, Sabi will be unhappy."

Such a detached attitude made Young Master Yuan's eyes dim, he didn't intend to follow Bai Fu's wishes, and stretched out his hand to grab Bai Fu's sleeve.

"What are you hiding from? When did you get so close to Fan Ji? Are you still Ji?"

"You don't care what my name is."

Bai Fu can't avoid it, because Mr. Yuan is shameless, if she takes a step back, he will take a step forward.

"That won't work. If you call him Ji, you have to call me Yuan."

"Or you can call me Brother Yuan." This is much more intimate than a Ji.

Thinking of the little girl calling her brother, Gong Ziyuan smiled a little more in his eyes.

Bai Fu looked at Gong Ziyuan with a numb face.

An expression of whether you are sick or not.

Cui Yue looked at the natural way of getting along with the two of them, she clenched her hands tightly under her sleeves, and couldn't maintain the expression on her face.

It was also Gong Ziyuan who looked up and saw Cui Yue, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Why don't you leave?"

Cui Yue: "."

Cui Yue saluted.

"City lord, minister's daughter" was interrupted by Gongzi Yuan before he finished speaking.

"Wait a minute, you haven't apologized to Bai Fu, you misunderstood, she didn't mean to compete with you for the position of the mayor's wife."

It would be great if he snatched it, he was looking forward to Fanji's expression at that time.

Unfortunately, this stupid girl is only thinking of Fan Ji.

I don't know what's so good about Fan Ji.

Cui Yue was embarrassed.

She is the daughter of the dignified Cui family's prostitute, when has she ever been bullied like this.

Even if Cui Yue was wrong, she never apologized to a person of low status.

"Hurry up, what are you waiting for?"

Gong Ziyuan opened his mouth to urge him, he really didn't give the fiancée any face at all.

Cui Yue had no choice but to apologize to Bai Fu.

Bai Fu shook her head, "Oh, I see."

Cui Yue endured the humiliation and apologized, because the person in front of her didn't know what to do.

She gritted her teeth and looked at Bai Fu angrily.

"Girl, I've already apologized, what else do you want?"

"I know, but you apologized, but I didn't agree."

The girl's tone was innocent.

"By the way, I'm just stingy."

So don't forgive.

Cui Yue: "."

When the anger left, Bai Fu laughed.

"Happy now?" Gong Ziyuan smiled.

"Happy." Bai Fu raised her eyebrows.

"I'm happy, how do you plan to repay me?"

Bai Fu looked at Gong Ziyuan suspiciously: "Why should I repay you?"

"If it wasn't for me."

"If it wasn't for you, would I be suspected?" Bai Fu said in a serious tone, "Gong Ziyuan, stay away from me in the future. I have someone I like, so I can't be misunderstood."

Gong Ziyuan's face froze for a moment, and then he sneered: "You think I like to follow you all day, and it's not because you are too stupid, so just stupid yourself, I don't bother to care about you."

Gong Ziyuan turned and left.

There was complete silence in the garden.

Bai Fu stood where she was, her beautiful eyes raised and fell on the brightly colored roses in the corner.

Unlike the Central Plains, the construction of houses here is also different.

Combined with the terrain and the magic circle arranged by the high priest himself, there are many things here, half of which are real, and the rest are illusions.

Just like the huge Dunhuang city, the distant bell is ringing. This ancient city with a mysterious atmosphere on the desert is an important city connecting the Western Regions and the Central Plains. Before falling into darkness, there is the oldest song.

The words and phrases of scriptures are generally incomprehensible to laymen.

But when the tail fell, Bai Fu heard the name that belonged to Fan Ji.

Bai Fu knew that people here believed in priest Fanji more than gods.

Priest Fan Ji.

Above this ancient city, it is more like a morning star.

He seems to belong to everyone, or he is inviolable by the world.

This is probably the reason why the relationship between Fan Ji and Bai Fu cannot be rumored.

If these people knew that their beliefs were with a woman from the Central Plains, they would not be too happy.

There was movement outside in the middle of the night.

Bai Fu woke up from the dream, put on her coat and shoes, got up and opened the door, and the night guard maid rushed forward.

"Girl, why are you up? But you were disturbed?"

"This is."

The maid raised her lips with an excited smile.

"Miss, I don't know, this is the priest who is dealing with the members of the Demon Cult."

"Demon Cult?" Bai Fu was puzzled.

The maid looked serious.

"It's fine if you don't know, this demon sect is not a good thing. They are on the other side of the desert. They used to come to Dunhuang to grab things. Now, when the priest is here, those demon sect members, come here. One was killed."

The maid asked Bai Fu to rest earlier.

It was dark now, but Bai Fu couldn't fall asleep.

She ordered the maid to go down, changed her clothes, and left here by herself.

Following the direction of the voice, Bai Fu went all the way to the back of the altar, where people were avoided, but only the backs of those people could be seen.

The leader sitting in the center is Fan Ji.

Wearing a priest's robe, Fan Ji seemed to be born in darkness, but as long as he sat there, everyone's eyes would focus on him.

There were three demon cultists who were bound.

They were tied to the center of the altar, and the moonlight fell, which happened to be the brightest position.

"Fan Ji, so what if you killed us today, it will never change, Fan Ji, you will die, you will go to hell sooner or later."

The rough man was restrained, but he still looked firmly at Fan Ji's position and shouted loudly.

His yelling aroused the dissatisfaction of the Dunhuang City military guards.

The man's arm was broken with one stab.

"Insulting the priest, looking for death."

"Hahahaha, Fanji, it doesn't matter if I die. I, the Demon Sect, have tens of thousands of people. One day, they will kill you, they will kill you."

Blood was continuously flowing from the severed limb.

The man finally lost his strength.

The military guard took a breath, this group of scum of the Devil's Cult, they can't just die like this.

"My lord, I'm still alive."

Fan Ji sitting in the center has never been affected.

He raised his hand.

"let's start."

Drawing ghost faces, several people in overcoats began to dance on the altar.

Accompanied by dark and weird music.

The fire, kindled when the dance stopped.

The screams gradually weakened.

(End of this chapter)