The Secret History of Mars.

"I don't know very well. After I came up from the Sun Palace, I felt weird, as if I was controlled by something. I didn't wake up until the high priest said that the heavenly sacrifice was completed." Feng Shuhai obviously, He also didn't know the cause and effect of the matter, "Otherwise, go ask the high priest, He Bo can't disturb him now."

The high priest who had just finished the Heavenly Sacrifice was sitting and resting in the reception area of ​​the front hall, which was the area where Cui Xingmeng and Ye Qinghe had tea just now.With the support of Feng Shuhai, Yuan Yizhou carefully bypassed the priests and guards who came and went to collect the sacrifices in the sacrificial area.When passing by the gate of Wenye Hall, Yuan Yizhou looked out of the door, and the body on the altar that had been beheaded, had its chest broken, and its heart dug out was indeed a pig dyed blue!Yuan Yizhou confirmed it, and he felt a lot more at ease. He had studied the history of human sacrifices of the Mayans, and they were extremely cruel. Fortunately, the current Qiyan period has been replaced by livestock.

When they came to the reception area, the high priest also saw them, so he called them to sit down, handed them tea and said, "Shenmiansu will make you very thirsty, drink some water before asking, He Bo has already explained Now, I will answer all your questions truthfully." Before Yuan Yizhou could speak, the high priest preconceived.

"Shenmiansu? There is something wrong with that wheat cake!" Yuan Yizhou recalled what he had eaten, and he must have been given sweat medicine to be so weak.

"That wheat cake was prepared for Ms. Ye, but Ms. Cui ate more and fed it to you by mistake, so you fell asleep together." The high priest said helplessly, "Don't worry, Mr. Yuan, Semenogenin only allows you to enter deep sleep, and it also helps you discharge the accumulated stress in your body. Your current feeling of fatigue is caused by the accumulation of stress and fatigue in the past few days, and you will be fine in a while."

"Why do you want Ye Qinghe to go into a deep sleep? What did Wen Yuze do to Ye Qinghe? What is the crystal ball in her hand?" Yuan Yizhou asked a series of questions in the style of Cui Xingmeng's best debater. After staying together for a long time, not only the appearance, but also the personality will have the appearance of husband and wife.

"Mr. Yuan, don't worry, I'll tell you one thing at a time." The high priest took a sip of tea and moistened his throat. He was so tired from the sacrificial activities just now that his voice was about to burst from shouting. If it wasn't for He Bo's confession, he wouldn't want to talk to these people from Shi Yiji, and went back to rest in his own hall.

"Just now at Yonghui Sun Palace, you also saw it. He Bo led Miss Ye to meet our god." The high priest pretended to start from the beginning, and Yuan Yizhou couldn't help being anxious, so he could only listen quietly. . "I didn't expect their meeting to be very smooth, and the gods personally sent the two of them out. That's when we met us. By the way, I taught you, a Shi Yiji who messed with other people's things."

The high priest gave Feng Shuhai a disdainful look, "Fortunately, you are lucky, the god is in a good mood, otherwise, you would have been beaten to death by his golden cudgel." The priest counted down.

"Why is Wu Zhiqi in a good mood? Didn't you all worry about his meeting with Ye Qinghe before?" Yuan Yizhou felt that there must be some inside story that he didn't know.

"That's right, because of Miss Ye, our He Bo lost his soul, and in the end he gave up the country, went through the ring of fire, and returned to Shi Yiji to find his lover." After a while, Ye Qinghe was bewitched by the words of the high priest. The confidant in the hearts of the people has become He Bo's lover.Yuan Yizhou was really impressed by the high priest's skill in making the rudder when he sees the wind. "The deity is naturally very heartbroken. His beloved disciple ran away for love, and when he came back, he was still emotionally wounded, and even castrated his emotions. For thousands of years, he has lived a life like an ascetic monk."

"So, we have never dared to mention Miss Ye's name in front of the gods. Occasionally, some guards who don't have long eyes mentioned it, which naturally caused He Bo to feel sad and worried, and was taught by the master. So together with the name Miss Ye gave He Bo , has become a taboo here." The high priest said slowly, and the subordinates, who were watching the words, always exaggerated their preferences for the boss. "Now that Ms. Ye's deity is here, and the deity is leaving the customs early, everyone is naturally very nervous and worried."

"But what was unexpected is that this meeting solved the thousand-year-old knot in the heart of the god, so he is naturally very happy." The high priest also beamed with joy when he said this. "It turns out that God Venerable and He Bo didn't figure out the specific origin of the demon silk and its influence on Miss Qinghe, so they used it to connect the Pangu ax and the golden cudgel, and led the people to this paradise-like place. Qiyan Ji."

"As a result, when we came here, the whole clan was very happy and happy, only we, Hebo, were unhappy." The high priest recalled, "Later, the deity also became depressed, and he probably knew about the origin of the demon silk at that time. I always feel that it shouldn't be used so recklessly, so that this pair of fateful mandarin ducks will be separated forever in two time-spaces. So I found the time tunnel opened when the two time-space fire rings intersected, and sent Hebo back to Shi Yiji to find When Ms. Ye was in charge, although the deity was reluctant to give up, he also hoped that the lovers would be reunited, so he never spoke."

"Later, He Bo was sent back by the Martians, and he was no longer in pain, but his personality became much cooler." The high priest continued, "It turns out that there is no demon silk, even if Miss Ye is found, she is ruthless to He Bo No love! Our poor Hebo has just experienced the pain of love and parting, but fell into the abyss of what he couldn't ask for. Being a human being is really a sea of ​​suffering!" The high priest sighed for a while.

"The god knows it, and it is even more frustrating. These years of retreat practice, it turns out that it is not to improve the realm of cultivation, but to use the golden cudgel to collect time fragments and fragments of time, and collect those broken and scattered in the past. Miss Qinghe's demon silk." The high priest described it emotionally, "Kung fu pays off, and the god finally collected Miss Qinghe's demon silk bit by bit. It is the one on Miss Qinghe's chest that you saw in the sacrifice. Those flocs in the crystal ball."

"He left the customs ahead of time, and the purpose of meeting Miss Ye in person was to hand over these enchanting fragments to the two of them. Knowing his thousand-year-old heart knot, he was naturally very happy." The high priest finally explained the cause and effect, feeling It's a lot easier.

"Then why does Shuhai feel that he has been manipulated by others since he was on the ladder of the Sun Palace just now? And he has nothing to do?" Yuan Yizhou continued to ask.

The high priest rolled his eyes, "Only him, is he still worthy of our deity's manipulation?"