[Quick Transmigration] Transfer system

Wanhua Valley, as the name suggests, is full of rare and rare plants in the valley, and even the snow lotus that should bloom on the top of the snow mountain can be found in the ice room here.The four seasons are rich in fragrance and beautiful.

It's a pity that, contrary to this meandering scenery mixed with infinite vitality, the Valley of Thousand Flowers is the Valley of Killing.Under every flower here, there is at least one unjustly dead body buried.The more bones there are, the more colorful the flowers bloom.What's even more tragic is that most of them don't even know the cause of their death.

Because Baihuagu kills people, not for money, power, status, or beauty, but only for sacrifice.It doesn't matter whether you were a poor family and let others bully you, or you were rich and powerful.As long as the people from Baihua Valley are watching, there is only one ending.

— Live sacrifice.

Sacrifice living people to the gods, so that the tribe will prosper forever.There are also rich and powerful businessmen who know that Wanhua Valley despises activities, and offer rare treasures and living sacrifices to Wanhua Valley to satisfy their various unknown selfish desires. When Bai Qingnuo was the owner of Shaogu, he Hosted no less than a hundred ceremonies of living sacrifices.Among them was a ritual where a baby boy under the age of one hundred was killed alone.It's just because a certain nobleman who was diagnosed by a doctor as having no children in this life is eager to seek a child.

This is a place that is a hundred times more terrifying than the Devil's Cult Killer Camp.

It's ridiculous that everyone in the world has their eyes squinted by the random flowers in Baihua Valley, and they can't see the dense bones buried under the coquettish flowers.

Bai Qingnuo was once just the young son of an ordinary family, but because of his special birth date, he was sought out by Baihua Valley as a sacrifice.But inexplicably, because the so-called successor of the blood of the national teacher was identified as the young master of Baihua Valley, his hands were stained with blood from then on, wandering in the boundless hell, unable to escape.

Therefore, ever since leaving Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, Bai Qingnuo never thought that one day, he would take the initiative to invite the owner of the valley, willing to restore his status as the owner of the young valley, and return to this hell.It never occurred to him that one day, he would take over as the owner of the valley and become the owner of the new generation of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley.

However, when he thought of the people sleeping under that quiet valley, all of Bai Qingnuo's scruples were left behind.

He wanted that person to open his eyes again, and call him Arnold like he did at first.For this cry, he can throw away his remaining conscience and sacrifice his soul to the devil.Even when he learned that Lin Xiu had killed Lin Che who he swore to protect for the rest of his life, he never wavered in the slightest.

Lin Xiu didn't know what Bai Qingnuo had done for him, let alone the true nature of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.

He is just sleeping.

Sleeping in Bai Qingnuo's arms, peaceful and peaceful, unaware of worldly affairs.

The carriage kicked and tramped towards the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, wandering for almost a month.The guards dutifully guarded the front and back of the carriage, not daring to take it lightly.

Without knowing it, Lin Xiu was lying in the cushioned carriage, with his head resting on Bai Qingnuo's lap, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, sleeping like a happy child.

Bai Qingnuo gently pushed his hair aside, and massaged the acupuncture points on his body.He does this massage several times a day.

After a massage, Bai Qingnuo stopped his movements, changed Lin Xiu's position, let him lean on his shoulder, protect the other's high swollen abdomen with his hands, and feel the occasional kicks under his palms.

This is his only chance to get close to his child, because once he returns to Wanhua Valley, he will have to sacrifice this child as the price for recalling Lin Xiu's soul.

Father and son love, blood is thicker than water.He loves this child as much as his own life; but in comparison, he loves Lin Xiu more than his own life.

This was destined to die from birth, his child.

In the past few months, he has prepared everything needed for the soul call, only Lin Xiu is left.And he refused to look for Lin Xiu in the valley for so long because he was afraid that he would be too sad for the child, and he would be reluctant in the end.

After all, this is the child that Lin Xiu tried his best to protect.It is also his only blood relative in this life.

But all of this seemed insignificant compared to Lin Xiu.

Thinking of this, Bai Qingnuo hugged the person in his arms tightly, his eyes darkened.The only thing he is afraid of now is that Lin Xiu will get angry with him when he wakes up.

After walking for a while, the carriage reached the range of Wanhua Valley.

Everyone in the valley had been waiting for a long time. When Bai Qingnuo's carriage arrived, they all knelt down and saluted.

Bai Qingnuo's carriage didn't even stop, and drove directly to the altar located in the center of Wanhua Valley.

When the carriage stopped at the edge of the altar, the priests had already received the news in advance and were ready to take their positions.After getting Bai Qingnuo's permission, the guard came to the car tremblingly, carried Bai Qingnuo onto the wheelchair he pushed, then carefully carried Lin Xiu horizontally, and sent him to Bai Qingnuo's arms.

He waved away the guards who were going to help, and pushed Lin Xiu to the center of the altar.

Kneeling around the altar were 101 young men who were found by his order and were born in the same year, the same month, and the same day as Lin Xiu.They were wearing white robes, with ashen expressions on their faces, like marionettes without souls, letting the people of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley take them to their respective positions.

Bai Qingnuo has long been numb to such things.He carefully placed Lin Xiu on the stone platform in the center of the altar, looked at him silently for a while, and finally said: "Let's start."

Hearing this, the doctor in the valley baked the prepared dagger on the lamp for disinfection, so he stepped up to Lin Xiu's side, lifted the loose robe on his belly, aimed at his abdomen, and cut it down .

When the knife was cut down, the blood splashed everywhere.

The corners of Lin Xiu's mouth that had been slightly raised ever since Bai Qingnuo appeared immediately calmed down, his brows became more and more wrinkled, and there were faint tears in the corners of his eyes.Bai Qingnuo refused to leave, and watched the whole process from the sidelines, naturally noticing Lin Xiu's movements.

He immediately wanted to step forward to stop it, but before he was about to act, he clenched his fists fiercely, and he didn't even know it when his nails were embedded in his flesh.

For Lin Xiu, that child must die.

The doctor's movements are fast and proficient.Soon Lin Xiu's belly was cut open, and a crumpled child was pulled out of Lin Xiu's stomach.

As soon as the child is separated from the mother's body, it bursts into tears wantonly.He seemed to realize his next fate, crying hoarsely.

Everyone in the hall looked at the child in the center of the altar because of the crying.Those who were being sacrificed also began to sob softly.Gradually, the crying became louder and louder, they began to struggle, began to complain, began to confide in the injustice of fate, and began to curse the viciousness of these people.But it was useless, they had already taken Wanhuagu's cartilage powder, and they had no strength at all, so they could only be slaughtered.

Bai Qingnuo didn't even look at them, his attention was all on Lin Xiu, and he went into battle to stop Lin Xiu's bleeding.Not even the crying of the newborn baby distracted him in the slightest.

It wasn't until his body was bandaged that Bai Qingnuo opened his mouth and said, "Let's begin."

The sound was like a switch, and 101 lives in the altar were slaughtered overnight.The newborn child was not spared either.His throat was cut by the doctor, and he was carried upside down like a chicken to pour blood on the concave pattern on the stone platform in the center of the altar.His body was twitching non-stop, and he had no strength to breathe.But no one will sympathize with him.People watched his blood fill the concave flame flowers on the stone platform little by little, with fanaticism in their dull expressions.

Lin Xiu, who was surrounded by flames, saw a drop of tears seep into the stone platform, and soon disappeared.

Bai Qingnuo watched all this with cold eyes, got off the wheelchair, knelt down in front of Lin Xiu, and chanted an ancient spell.

This spell seemed to have magical powers, causing the bright red blood in the altar to gradually change color, turning into a blue glowing flame flower.A flirtatious flower also appeared on his forehead, and at first it was just a few simple outlines.Gradually, the shape of the flame flower became full, and the color turned into the same blue as the pattern on the ground, emitting a bright light.

Lin Xiu lay in the flame flower

At the critical moment of the sacrifice, there was a sudden sound of weapons being handed over outside the altar. He heard someone screaming loudly, but he couldn't make out a word.

More and more cold sweat oozed from his forehead, Bai Qingnuo's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to chant the spell.

At this time, a black cat broke in from outside the altar, stepped over the layers of corpses on the periphery, and hissed: "Shu Jiu! Stop!"

After speaking, she threw herself on Bai Qingnuo and threw him to the ground.

But it was too late.

Bai Qingnuo's spell was finished.

Bai Qingnuo seemed to feel something. At the same time that the flame flower on the ground suddenly emitted infinite light, infinite panic suddenly arose in his heart.It seemed that something important had been let go by him.

But the reality did not give him a chance to regret.

The bright light faded, and he saw Lin Xiu sitting on the stone platform, looking at him expressionlessly.

There are complex purple and black patterns burning near his right eye, and the dark green eyes are deep and deep, without the slightest expression.His expression was as cold as snow, and he said, "Don't come here unharmed, Master of the Vanity Palace."