My wife is not a demon

Looking at the scattered leaves, Hei Ling's apricot eyes widened, staring straight at the door.

Yun Zhiyue was also quite surprised.

This technique of blinding the eyes is actually not very clever, but the people behind the scenes input all the fluctuations of spiritual power into the portal, which caused her to fail to notice it last time.

This method is really powerful.

Chen Mu stared at the black stone closely, as if he felt a sense of familiarity, and the black mucus under his skin was also swimming rapidly.

This should be the magic weapon made from the residue of things beyond the sky.

It can assist space transmission and simplify the array.

"go!"

Chen Mu kicked his feet and jumped towards the portal.

However, when his body just touched the portal, he was suddenly bounced away by a huge repulsive force, and Chen Mu stepped back a few steps, frowning.

Can't get in?

Yun Zhiyue stepped forward to examine it carefully and said calmly: "It has been sealed off with a special seal from the inside, now you can only go out, not in."

"And this operation..."

Chen Mu frowned slightly, then smiled lightly. "I planned to go to the altar, but it seems that there is no way. Then we will wait for them to come out. This door is definitely the only way out."

He said to Hei Ling: "Block Fayue Temple!"

-

The imperial city, the Supreme Temple, the holy altar.

The sacrificial ceremony is still going on.

The handsome young emperor was wearing a cyan gown with a round collar and narrow sleeves, and a crown of black gauze wings, listening respectfully to the sacrificial rites read out.

In front of it stands a three-story high altar.

It is all carved from white jade, with ancient decorations and full of mysterious runes.

Although the scale of this sacrificial ceremony cannot be compared with the official three sacrificial ceremony, it is a grand ceremony of the royal family after all. The sacrificial ceremony has been attended by all the officials to accompany the sacrifice, and the military officials were sent to salute.

The process of offering sacrifices is nothing more than rituals such as reading blessings, offering incense, kneeling, and laying silk.

For the young emperor, this is the most important step before he is about to take power, and he will formally take power after the sacrifice.

For the queen mother, this is what she does not want to see.

When everyone thought that the queen mother would obstruct her in every possible way, the other party did not make any movement, as if acquiescing to the young emperor's rise to the pinnacle of power.

Everything seemed very calm, like a quiet lake.

But how many storms are brewing under the calm, no one knows, and they can only wait silently.

Bai Xianyu, wearing the Suzaku mask, always followed behind the Queen Mother.

For this boring sacrificial ceremony, she has no interest at all, and all her thoughts are on her husband.

In the past few days, she has been exhausted from the sacrificial ceremony, and she has never been able to visit Chen Mu in Tianzhao Prison, so at this moment, she just wants to go back quickly and throw herself into the arms of her husband...

Of course, the miss is the miss, but she still remembers what her husband told Hei Ling before.

Before the sacrificial ceremony began, many masters were sent to guard around the temple.

"It should be impossible."

Bai Xianyu's beautiful eyes glanced at the emperor, the empress dowager and all the civil and military officials, her eyes fixed on the altar behind the temple, and she thought to herself.

"Boom!"

The slap in the face was extremely loud.

The sudden dull explosion was very clear in the silent venue of the ceremony, and some officials who had been drowsy woke up instantly.

After being stunned for a few seconds, everyone turned their gazes towards the altar.

The sound of the explosion came from there.

Bai Xianyu was also dumbfounded.

She subconsciously looked at the queen mother.

The empress dowager, who is in power, is wearing a red long-sleeved gown, a red skirt, and a long red skirt... Bright and charming to the extreme.

Hearing the explosion at this moment, he just frowned, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

On the other side, the young emperor's face was livid.

Cursed in a low voice: "Food bucket!"

But between the brows, it seems that he is not worried about the "things beyond the sky" that will be lost in the altar.

-

The east is white, and the breeze blows the shadows of the trees.

Following a ripple of spiritual energy in the air, several figures passed through the simple portal made of spirit stones one by one, and returned to the back mountain of Fayue Temple.

These people were all wearing night clothes, covering their faces.

The figure of the leader was slightly thinner, and there was an icy chill on his body.

In his hand, he held an iron box that looked square and round. The raised relief on the surface of the box exuded a faint cold light, like a living thing.

Originally, the leader's eyes sparkled with excitement.

But when he passed through the portal and saw Chen Mu and hundreds of Mingwei masters in front of him, he was stunned.

A biting chill hit the backs of these people in an instant, and they subconsciously gathered together.

"It's finally here. I've been waiting until all your flowers wither."

Chen Mu yawned and spoke slowly.

He looked at the leading man, and said calmly: "If I'm not wrong, you are the traitor of Zhenmensi. The thief shouted and caught the thief, and deliberately set me up, powerful, powerful."

The leader stared at Chen Mu with shock in his eyes.