Inhibition Marking Committee

Xi Min stood in front of the corridor window of the main hall on the second floor, watching the ceremony with everyone.

The phoenix sings in harmony, and its sound is squeaky; like a drum, a zither, and a zither, husband and wife get along well.Under the sound of birds and the water mist, two young and powerful figures jumped onto the water bank.

Du Yuelan stood side by side with the current head of the family, looking at the two gluey shadows, his eyes were confused for a moment, apparently lost in memory.

"26 years, so fleeting." Xi Min casually pointed out what was on his mind.

"Yeah. I always feel like it was yesterday when I was pushed down by you to the Yunshui Pond and stood by the pond." He touched the scene with emotion, and his words couldn't help but soften a lot.

Xi Min naturally put his arms around his waist and brought him over.The female alpha is five centimeters taller than him, tall enough, but always likes to lower his neck and whisper into his ear: "If you miss it, we can do it again after nightfall tonight."

Du Yuelan was red from the pinnae of her ears to the root of her neck, even so, she still asked, "How come again?"

"Naturally, go through the whole process." If you don't like three days and three nights, don't talk about the end.

The luan outside the window turns from clear to high-pitched, and the colorful big bird has plump feathers, soars and soars, casting countless gorgeous colorful feathers.All of a sudden, the sky and water are full of splendor, and the water is dense, like a dreamland.The old feathers have gone, and the new feathers are waiting to be born, which is a sign of peace and prosperity.

The new generation of patriarchs buckled the transformed chains around the neck of the "sacrifice", with an aloof posture, slowly walked through the curling water vapor, and walked along the winding trestle bridge to the ancestral hall deep in the water mist.

"Wouldn't the bird be bald after shedding so much hair?" Huan Xiubai turned around and looked at this unforgettable scene again, and couldn't help asking.

"Yes. But it will grow again. It will only change its fur once during the festival, and the next time will be when your child gets married."

"My child..." Huan Xiubai recited these four words, tasted an unusual sweetness.He hurried to catch up, ignoring the chain dangling on his wet chest, and stuffed his palm into Xi Mohui's.

Simo returned to hold him firmly.

There was a reflection on the tranquil water surface of the cold pool. A beautiful woman in white, with a clear face, was leading the beast with plump fur that had accumulated over the years, holding his hinge tightly in her hand.

It is restraint and protection.

When they reached the finish line, the ancestral hall was right in front of them, and if they crossed this threshold, it would be considered a ceremony.

Standing in front of the majestic and majestic hall, Huan Xiubai felt a nervous feeling of being close to home.Those things that he wanted to have when he was growing up but was forced to give up pursuing, went around and around, and came to him.

A small home, a lover, a warm nest that can be docked at any time after hard work, Xi Mohui has realized it for him.

"I will take full responsibility for you from now on." Xi Mo stepped back into the door while holding the chain, his eyes glowed softly when he looked back.

"You are already responsible enough." Huan Xiubai paused, held his breath, stepped across the high threshold, and the moment he stepped on the smooth floor tiles, his heart, which had been wandering for a long time, finally calmed down and had a home.

He sighed: "If I change to another alpha, let alone come to save me, I may have cheated all my property to find everyone's favorite O." He suddenly smiled, "Only my little Mo will return, whoever says anything He lied to me about marrying me home, but he never broke his promise in his heart."

Xi Mohui took him to the depths, the surrounding light dimmed, and the height of the hall made the voice reverberate in an empty space, like a dream, "Huan Xiubai, your hypothesis will never be true. If you don't meet me in this life, you will You won't be deeply in love. If the object is not me, it is even more impossible for you to give everything."

He paused, and suddenly clenched his hands with rough knuckles, his voice gradually lowered, "I always thought you had an intuition, although it was unreasonable, but it was very accurate. It was never that I would not break my promise, but that you believed in me , I am not willing to let you down. If it were someone else, I wouldn't even keep my promise."

Because your intuition makes you trust me, I will reciprocate your trust.

Simo turned around and faced him, "It is your actions and yourself that make me keep my promise."

If people don't pray to God, don't express their wishes directly, and don't take the initiative to offer tribute, how can God accept and fulfill them?

Xi Mohui does not comment on the actions of other "gods", but Huan Xiubai's sacrifice and dedication, he will not disappoint.

If those who focus on giving are not rewarded, and others who are half-hearted and half-hearted are responsive, there is no hope in this world.

Although the principles of the world have long been reversed, at least within the scope of Xi Mohui's control, he has his own principles.

This is the kindness that a god should have, and it is also the criterion that a person should have.

Huan Xiubai's mood was ups and downs, and his breath was enthusiastic, "Others thought that I bet myself and participated in a big gamble, and I would lose everything. But only I know that you should not be the prize for gambling, you are the lottery for dealing the cards." Officer, you see the game more clearly than anyone else. Since I bet everything, winning or losing the game is no longer important, as long as you notice how serious I am, that's enough."

Simo pulled him back to kneel in front of the ancestor ranking, closed his eyes, and whispered one last time before paying homage: "Emotional matters, if you just care about winning or losing, it will be meaningless. Fighting each other and wanting each other to lose, the ending is only There will be two losers. And you want me to win, and I won't let you lose, both of us are winners."

The Xi family has been passed down for thousands of years, and the tablets of the ancestors of the generations need to be worshiped one by one. Huan Xiubai followed Xi Mohui from the old master to the grandpa/ancestor. Not the slightest bit of negligence.

In this way, even if you have greeted your ancestors.

At the end of the worship, Simo led him down to the ground, where there is a hole in the ground, like a paradise.The flowing water tactfully passes through the hall, twists and turns through the east and west, the water vapor is transpiring, and the cold spring gushes out from the ground. The bright pillars in the hall are tall and strong, and the space is deep and wide.Huan Xiubai looked over at a glance, and there was a faint light in the distance, and when he came closer to observe, there was something like an altar under the light beam, on which there were solid-color stainless steel shelves, one high and one ground, placed close to each other, On the steel frame hung buckles, exactly the same as the ones that hung around his neck.

Seeing this, Huan Xiubai probably guessed how he was going to be treated.

Devouring sacrifices is really barbaric... and exciting!

Simo stood still in front of the altar, stared into his eyes, and said very seriously: "I will give you a chance to 'escape'."

"What are you running for?" Huan Xiubai pulled the end of the chain from his hand, not only did he not have the consciousness of being a "sacrifice", he also wanted to take the opportunity to swallow the predator in reverse.He played with the chain and swished one end of it. When he walked onto the stage, he was calm and composed. He hung the chain into the buckle slot and tugged it arrogantly twice, "Is that all?"

Xi Mohui lit the incense and said with a slight smile, "I'm afraid you are the first person in history who voluntarily chained himself to the execution platform."

"I jumped into the pot by myself, come and give me a 'punishment'."

"Not urgent."

Before Xi Mo could reply, the two bars of the execution platform, one tall and one short, suddenly vibrated, one rose higher, and the other moved in front of Huan Xiubai in an instant, forcing his lower body to keep retreating, blocking in front of his legs, Two other hinges sprang out from the ground under his feet, climbed onto his ankles and "clicked" them, forcing him to maintain a standing posture with one hand tied, his back bent, and his legs apart.

"Why is this still happening?!" Once Huan Xiubai was restrained, he wanted to struggle to escape, but was stopped by Xi Mohui's plain "don't move".

"Why can't you move? Is there an attack coming?" Huan Xiubai lowered his waist and tried to lift his feet.

"This thing may be a restraint for others, but it may be destroyed by your brute force. If you don't want to go out and be questioned in detail by my mother, don't move around."

"..." Huan Xiubai was preparing to speak when he saw a soft and lustrous silk cloth fly out from the palm of Xi Mo's hand, flying over to block Huan Xiubai's sight, and automatically tied a tight knot behind his head.

"What's this for again?" His vision was suddenly blocked, and Huan Xiubai still turned to Xi Mohui's direction by feeling.

"In the spirit of humanitarianism, the eyes should be covered when cooking sacrifices."

Huan Xiubai suddenly had a bad feeling.

"One is to reduce your nervousness, and the other is to..." Xi Mohui's voice approached quietly.

With loss of vision, hearing and touch become more sensitive.Caught off guard, the cold liquid poured all over the sky, dripping on the body, like heavy rain, thoroughly and violently, Huan Xiubai subconsciously dodged by instinct, and poured more violently to meet his face, he took a big breath, forced Gasping, tasting the wine from his brow to his lips—

It's spirits!

"In order to add seasoning, it is thoroughly marinated." The pores of the young and fanatical body are dilated, exuding heat all the time, the cold wine touches the skin, the cold and heat alternately evaporate a stimulating and strong aroma of wine, dripping into the pores, into the nostrils, and at the end—

Huan Xiubai's chin was hooked suddenly, and the hot kiss passed through the hot wine, and poured into the belly of the sacrifice along the swallowing throat.He was eager to seek more contact, but was stuffed with a wine bottle in his hand, and was ordered calmly: "Put this in your mouth."

The liquor from the mouth of the bottle dripped greasy and stuck between his fingers. Huan Xiubai understood what he meant, and begged in a low voice in extreme embarrassment: "Can you...you come?"

Although they are underground, they are still a large sacrificial hall after all, considered half a public place.Huan Xiubai was completely open in private, but in an unfamiliar public scene, he was still ashamed.

He felt that Xi Mohui was beside him, surrounded by heat, and whispered, almost coaxing: "I have repeatedly sterilized the mouth of the bottle, this is low-alcohol, it will not burn, just rinse it according to the procedure, It won't be hard."

Huan Xiubai gritted his teeth, thinking that everyone else came here in the past, if he broke the rules, wouldn't he be embarrassing for Xi Mohui?Immediately made up his mind, he groped and grabbed the thin bottle and stuffed it into his mouth. The glass bottle was cold, and as soon as he entered it, he was so excited that he swallowed a few mouthfuls of cold liquid without paying attention, which made him dizzy and burned all the way Into his heart, he arched his body violently like a convulsion, and whimpered loudly: "Xi Mohui! If you don't get me thoroughly today, you won't be able to do it for the rest of your life!"

Alpha's slightly cold fingertips pinched his cheek, and his tone was playful: "What? You want to ride me forever?"

"I..." He shivered, contracted his lower abdominal muscles, and wanted to move closer to Sim Mohui, "Can you take it out?"

Simo Hui's palm replaced his, and the wine bottle crossed a parabola and shattered under the stage.Huan Xiubai was in a distressed state, lying on the rack like a piece of meat that had just been marinated, waiting for someone to fry it.

Hearing the cracking sound, Huan Xiubai's heart fell to the ground, thinking that the battle was finally about to start this time, but the enemy moved a high chair, found the best viewing angle, and sat down in leisure time, while Appreciating the red-hot state of the beast's body, he held his chin and said lazily, "The sacrifice is marinated and needs to be left to stand for a long time."

Unexpectedly, Huan Xiubai screamed: "What!!!"

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I dared to come here and secretly update the thesis.

This chapter, please, understand and imagine by yourself, you know

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感谢在2020-01-0123:51:12~2020-01-0801:51:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 4 meatballs are very happy; a can of rice rolls, fleeting years, Shuoai Zhehua, 1 sweet wine and fruit milk sauce;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Luoluo and Ayan Yanyan; 5 bottles of rice rolls in a can; 4 bottles of Mai Enli FiFteen and Wanzi very happy; 3 bottles of light color;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!