Dark Beast Summoner Chapter 472: Festival Day

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Chapter 472 Sacrifice Day

For an instant, Long Xingyang was overwhelmed by the pressure.

This is just a glance!

Long Xingyang's heart was extremely shocked and unbelievable.

Obviously when he defeated Helianyuan at the Tianjiao event, there was no such terrible pressure!

This is clearly the cultivation base of the sixth floor of the Spirit Fairyland!

He...he was promoted again? In just one month!

Or, at the Tianjiao event, Long Moshen deliberately suppressed his cultivation?

Either way, Long Xingyang felt a great impact. Before the Tianjiao event, he thought he was much better than Long Moshen's brother, but it turned out that he didn't dare to play because he was afraid of him. I took the opportunity to kill myself on the court, so I surrendered directly.

Before today, he thought that Long Moshen was already a dying person, but Long Moshen's cultivation was even higher, so profound that he was terrified!

"Brother...brother! Xingyang didn't mean that!"

Long Xingyang said quickly.

The terrible coercion was then taken back, and Long Xingyang gasped like a survivor.

"Shuang'er come here."

Long Moshen stretched out his hand towards Mu Wushuang.

While Long Xingyang gasped, Yu Guang watched Mu Wushuang's reaction.

He said so much just now, he must have buried thorns in her heart, she didn't care on the surface, she must hate in her heart, he didn't forget the anger in her eyes.

Can she really willingly sacrifice her precious son to the Longmo Deep Blood Sacrifice, so that he can live for ten years?

Absolutely impossible!

She must blame Long Moshen in her heart, hate him for keeping her in the dark, hate him for hitting her son with his ideas!

So she didn't show it on her face, but her body was honest, she must have hated Long Moshen's contact!

In an instant, Long Xingyang had thought of Mu Wushuang's rejection of Long Moshen.

However, he saw Mu Wushuang smiling at the corner of his mouth, walked towards Long Moshen without hesitation, and put his hand on his hand, the two clasped their fingers tightly and clasped each other tightly.

Long Xingyang's eyes widened, how could this be!

Mu Wushuang is something wrong with this woman!

"Uncle Emperor, did you find it?"

Mu Wushuang asked without anyone else.

"Well, I found it." Long Mo nodded gently at her, and his other hand gently stroked the hair on her forehead to the back of her head.

"What did brother find?" Long Xingyang asked quickly.

He thought, it must be a secret technique to extend life with blood sacrifices!

Long Moshen came over suddenly, what else could it be besides finding this secret technique?

He wants to expose him and let Mu Wushuang see clearly how selfish her man is.

Long Mo glanced at him indifferently, and said coldly: "You haven't said just now, why did I lie?"

Long Xingyang trembled, and Long Moshen's voice with unrelenting coercion made his heart numb.

But he was very happy, and even looked at Mu Wushuang, his eyes seemed to say, look, he didn't say it, it must be because the thing he was looking for was unsightly!

The goal has been achieved, he thought, Mu Wushuang must have planted the seeds of doubt in his heart, then he can leave.

Faced with the question of his brother, he naturally denied:

"My brother must have heard it wrong. I just joked with my sister-in-law. How dare I say bad things about my brother? Since my brother has come out, I will not accompany my sister-in-law."

After speaking, Long Xingyang hurriedly left.

Long Mo watched Long Xingyang leave without expression, he could guess what Long Xingyang said to Shuang'er.

"Let's go, Uncle Emperor."

Mu Wushuang pulled him out.

The feeling of Qinglong Shrine is too depressing. She doesn't like it. Now that she has found it, she will go back and talk about it.

"Shao...Shao Di..."

Suddenly, there was a timid cry behind him.

It was the elder of the outer door who was watching the door. They must know what book the young emperor went in and took out, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.

Long Mo turned his head back, coldly glanced at the kneeling man on the ground, and then walked out with Mu Wushuang.

The two elders broke out in cold sweat.

I dared to stand up until people disappeared, and the whole person collapsed and broke out in a cold sweat.

"The plague **** is finally gone!"

"Hurry in and have a look, which book did the young emperor take!"

The two said.

They went in and checked, and finally they found that the young emperor hadn't taken any books.

Fortunately for the two of them, the young emperor didn't take any books, otherwise it would be really difficult for them to explain to the emperor.

"Young Emperor, the Holy Emperor wants to see you and Girl Mu."

Not long after walking out of the library, a guard stopped in front of Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang.

"No see."

Long Mo said with a deep cold face.

The guard said: "The holy emperor knew that the young emperor was unwilling, so he asked his subordinates to give this to the young emperor, saying that the young emperor would definitely be willing to meet him."

Speaking, the guard took out a jade slip.

Long Moshen did not answer.

Mu Wushuang was a little curious, took it, and took a look at his divine consciousness, his face sank.

"Blood Sacrifice Secret Art!"

She gritted her teeth.

The holy emperor is not covering it up, since he has taken out this vicious secret technique directly!

Long Moshen's expression became colder, and he held Mu Wushuang's hands tighter.

"Lead the way, let's go to see the emperor!"

Mu Wushuang said to the guard in a cold voice.

The guard nodded and led the way.

After walking all the way, Mu Wushuang has suppressed his anger, but the emperor's face is even more ugly, he doesn't seem to want to see the emperor at all.

When we arrived at a towering hall, the guard stopped.

Long Moshen took Mu Wushuang's hand and led her up the stairs.

In the main hall, there was no one but the Saint Emperor, standing in the center with his backhand, as if looking at the blue dragon throne directly above.

"Come here."

The Holy Emperor's voice was very weak, like the voice of an ordinary father when he saw a child.

He slowly turned around, his whole person still dignified and solemn, and his brows were vaguely similar to Long Moshen.

"Today is your birthday, so stay and have a meal together."

The holy emperor said to Long Moshen flatly, but his tone was with a command that could not hold his beak.

Mu Wushuang could clearly feel that the aura on the emperor's body suddenly became violent, and the strength to hold her hand suddenly increased.

"Birthday? I never had a birthday. I only remember that today is my mother's day of sacrifice."

Long Mo's deep purple eyes stared at the emperor, hatred in his eyes.

Mu Wushuang only felt a pain in his heart, as if there was a hand holding her heart. The emperor's uncle never gave birth to his mother, nor did he celebrate his mother. He said that he didn't want to mention these things.

Even Ling Xiaoxian and his wife knew this, so they never mentioned it before him, but the holy emperor said it deliberately. Mu Wushuang didn't believe that he would not know that today was the sacrifice day for his dead wife, but he deliberately mentioned it!

What is his heart? !

Is he just so unwilling to have his son be better?