The Secret History of Mars.

The ten years of youth given by Wen Yuze are the capital for Feng Shuhai to start over again!

"Plop!" With a sound, Feng Shuhai knelt on the steps, kowtowed to Wen Yuze who was walking in front of him and Yuan Yizhou, "Thank you for the kindness of Hebo's rebirth, Shuhai will be a donkey and a horse in this life, and he will do whatever he wants!" Then There were three kowtows in a row, and there was a thumping sound as the head hit the ground.

Wen Yuze stood on the high steps and turned around to look at Feng Shuhai who was kneeling below. He didn't seem to have any intention of giving in. His natural imperial temperament made him ask naturally, "Are you really willing to be a donkey or a horse? Return my favor?"

Feng Shuhai said gratefully, "There is absolutely no falsehood, as long as Shuhai is able to do it, he will definitely repay Uncle He with all his heart and soul!"

"As you wish, get up, I do have something I need you to do." Wen Yuze said calmly.

Hearing what Wen Yuze said, Feng Shuhai was extremely devout, stood up respectfully, followed Wen Yuze's footsteps, and went up the ladder.

Yuan Yizhou felt that something was wrong, but couldn't explain it, so he followed Feng Shuhai up the steps of the ladder.After walking a few steps, he suddenly realized that Wen Yuze had closed his mind to him, and he could no longer hear Wen Yuze's inner voice. Obviously, he didn't want Yuan Yizhou to know what Wen Yuze wanted Feng Shuhai to do.

Wen Yuze, Feng Shuhai and Yuan Yizhou returned to the Wenye Hall along the ladder. At this time, the high priest was in the front hall, ordering the guards to add refreshments, and Ye Qinghe was watching the foodie Cui Xingmeng devouring it.

Seeing Yuan Yizhou coming out from behind the statue, Cui Xingmeng greeted excitedly, "Yizhou, come quickly, the pastry made by Qiyanji's four-grain wheat is really delicious!"

Yuan Yizhou saw his lover, so he stopped listening to Wen Yuze, who was careless and careless, and came to Xingmeng's side, and she stuffed a piece of wheat cake into his mouth. The taste was really soft and sweet, and it melted in the mouth.

"Is Shuhai okay?" Cui Xingmeng asked Feng Shuhai standing behind Wen Yuze.Cui Xingmeng also heard the heartfelt voice of the baby Feng Shuhai with his heart language crystal.

"It should be fine. Yu Ze gave him ten years of youth. He may have turned back to the shy boy who didn't talk much. It should be fine after a while." Yuan Yizhou felt that there was something wrong with Feng Shuhai from just now, atheism Feng Shuhai, the author of the book, respects and worships Wen Yuze like a god.Maybe after experiencing such great sorrow and joy, people's behavior will be a little abnormal, Yuan Yizhou thinks about it for himself.

Wen Yuze stood far behind the statue and did not join the tea party in the front hall. Feng Shuhai also respectfully stood behind Wen Yuze with his hands down.After the high priest saw Wen Yuze, he lowered his head and took out his own crystal skull, and touched the center of his eyebrows. The corner of Wen Yuze's mouth behind the statue was slightly raised, revealing a smile that could not read the emotion.

"Mr. Yizhou, Miss Xingmeng eats a bit too much wheat cake. She may be sleepy due to the high sugar content. Besides, it's getting late. Why don't you two go upstairs to rest earlier?" The high priest cast a glance at the guards beside him. , They picked up the cakes that Cui Xingmeng hadn't finished eating, prepared to lead the way, and led the two of them to the bedroom upstairs to rest.

After what the high priest said, Cui Xingmeng really felt a little sleepy, so he pulled Yuan Yizhou and went upstairs with the guards.Before reaching the upstairs, he was gasping for air, leaning on Yuan Yizhou's shoulders, and fell into a daze.

Those who went downstairs to Ye Qinghe didn't eat much wheat cake, but they also felt a little sleepy, so they said to the high priest, "Where is my room? Please lead the way, I'm also a little sleepy."

"Qinghe, don't rush to rest, I still have something to say to you." Before the high priest could reply, Wen Yuze walked from behind the statue, along the corridor, to the front hall, and just about to get up from the couch to Ye Qinghe, Press to sit down again.

"Isn't it very clear what you told Wuzhiqi just now? What else can you tell me?" Ye Qinghe was a little confused, his head was heavy, and his sleepiness became more intense.

"Master took so much trouble to collect the demon threads you lost thousands of years ago in the time fragments. But these demon threads are too fragile, and there is no way to return them to your carrier." Wen Yuze said, from He took out Wuzhiqi from his arms, the transparent crystal ball that he had just handed to them, with a few strands of floc floating in it.

"Yeah, so these demon threads are useless. I've accepted Wu Zhiqi's intentions, so don't be obsessed with them anymore. If the demon threads are broken, just break them." Ye Qinghe couldn't open his eyes at this time, why? will be so sleepy.

"If I have a way to reconnect these broken silks, would you put them back into your carrier?" Wen Yuze asked quietly, "Look at what I said, these silks are yours. I have connected them, and I will return them to you naturally."

"Resume the demon silk?" Ye Qinghe was so sleepy at this time, "What do you want to do..." Before finishing the last sentence, he fell asleep and Wen Yuze caught Ye who was lying down in time. Qinghe held her in his arms.

"He Bo, the altar for the Heavenly Sacrifice is ready, and the offerings for the life sacrifice are just short. I have sent people to Yaotai to recruit, and they should be here soon." The high priest hurried forward to report, "Mai The sleeping element in the cake will make Miss Ye sleep for at least an hour, and it is enough for the heaven sacrifice."

"Where are those two?" Wen Yuze looked up at the bedroom on the second floor where Yuan Yizhou and Cui Xingmeng lived.

"Miss Cui eats a lot, and she probably will sleep until dawn. Mr. Yuan only took a bite, and he may wake up early, but even if he wakes up, he will be tired for several hours and can't do much." The high priest answered truthfully road.

"Let's add him to the sacrifice. I just gave him ten years of youth with the Pangu axe. It's more than enough to complete the heavenly sacrifice." Wen Yuze pointed to Feng Shuhai who was standing beside the statue.

"Isn't this a friend of your distinguished guest?" The high priest looked in the direction of Wen Yuze's finger. Feng Shuhai's eyes were empty at this time, as if someone had manipulated his consciousness. "Could it be that he made a voluntary curse?!"

"That's right, just now below, he made a wish himself, saying that he wished to be a donkey and a horse, and to repay my rebirth." Wen Yuze said, "This should be the most powerful wishing mantra among the voluntary mantras. The people recruited by Yaotai are even more powerful!"

"Congratulations to He Bo, you actually got the offering of the Vow Sacrifice Curse. This time you can even save the immortal wine, and the life sacrifice will continue with the demon silk, and it will be a success." The high priest applauded at the right time.

"Yes, it must be successful!" Wen Yuze looked at Ye Qinghe who was sleeping soundly in his arms, his millennium obsession was about to become a reality, and he would not hesitate to sacrifice any sacrifice, "Let's start!"