Chapter 1087 Don't Give up Halfway. (Fourth Update! Please Subscribe!)

Thinking back to the Xiao family for so many years, for this goal, they have gone forward and made countless sacrifices. Right now, they are already fighting for the mountain, and they only need this last step!

No matter what the cost, it is impossible to give up now!

Thinking of this, Xiao Shou used his right arm to move his mutilated torso, lit the incense inch for the third time, and offered incense.

Due to the loss of both legs and an arm, he had to crawl and even wriggle on the ground like an insect to complete these pre-sacrifice procedures.

It is especially difficult when picking incense.

Because the Xiao family had never thought of falling into his situation before, the box where the offerings were placed was placed on the high table, which was as high as the chest of an ordinary person, which was no difficulty for normal adults.

But Xiao Shou struggled for a long time before he managed to get the things.

Finally, after a long while of busy work, green smoke lit up again in the room, the word "Xiao Shou" was suspended in the air, and the altar appeared again.

He crawled to the altar, took out the dagger, and pointed the sharp point at his face.

Feeling the chill of the sharp blade approaching, Xiao Shou couldn't restrain the expression of fear in his eyes when he thought of the next thing.

But he took a deep breath, and finally thrust the dagger hard into his eye socket...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!"

Unimaginable pain came, and blood flowed out like a spring, soaking Xiao Shou's face in an instant, and staining his front collar red.

Him, throwing at the altar.

Due to the experience of the previous two failures, in order to prevent that the sacrifice was not enough, Xiao Shou endured the unimaginable pain with great perseverance, cut it off, and used it as a sacrifice...

After doing this, he has already become a blood man, rolling to the ground, unable to move his fingertips.

Xiao Shou endured the pain and began to silently recite prayers intermittently.

It took him a long time to recite the very familiar prayer in its entirety, and before he could recite it a second time, he passed out from the pain.

The black blood overflowed and began to sink into the altar.

After a while, the altar completely absorbed the sacrifice.

Same as the previous two times, Pei Ling once again felt a pure force pouring into her body.

Perhaps because this sacrifice was more suitable for the "Faceless Immortal", the aura in Pei Ling's body immediately returned from the alchemy stage to the Nascent Soul stage!

At the same time, new flesh grew out of Xiao Shou's eyes, nose, and ears, and soon there were no more wounds on his body.

The whole face, as if born without eyes, nose and ears, only one mouth left.

The incense that was offered suddenly became strong and burned blazingly.

Before Pei Ling's eyes, familiar memories once again appeared.

This time, he was still offering sacrifices, and he was still in the ancestral hall. However, only the altar is normal. The entire ancestral hall is made of human bones, human flesh and skin, and it is still slightly wriggling, like a living thing. It looks weird and terrifying, disgusting, like purgatory.

The picture rippled slightly like ripples, and then disappeared.

The scene of the ancestral hall reappeared, with green and Zhuzhu pillars, carved beams and painted buildings, everything just now seemed to be an illusion.

Pei Ling was not affected at all, she was still sitting motionless, still pretending to be the Faceless Immortal that Xiao Shou worshipped.

The incense burnt out, the altar disappeared, and the bead curtain closed.

Seeing through the gap between the bead curtains that Xiao Shou was still unconscious, Pei Ling frowned secretly. The other party has been in a coma for about a quarter of an hour, why hasn't he woke up?

Being so anticlimactic, giving up halfway at every turn, as the head of the family, is really irresponsible!

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In the bamboo forest, inside the house.

The fishy-sweet smell is as strong as the substance.

The maid in an indigo dress with blood-splattered skirts stood with her sleeves folded. She didn't wear a mask, and her plain white face was normal except for a little dirt.

However, besides her own original head, there are four male heads growing on her neck, one of which has a square face;

Each of these four heads gritted their teeth, and their eyes were red, filled with majestic hatred.

The cold air is lingering, and the gray-black frost and snow have quietly permeated the ground.

On the ground not far away, four headless corpses were torn apart, and their original human shapes could hardly be seen. If it weren't for the scattered robes, they were all worn by the guards of Xiao's residence, so their identities could not be recognized at all.

"Yu" stood in front of the maidservant with five heads, admiring the masterpiece in front of her, with a gloomy expression, and could not help but be mixed with a trace of complacency.

"Curse", I will definitely like his sacrifice!

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the sky outside, the sun was slanting to the west, and the remnant light was bleak.

It's not even night yet, but it's almost there.

Go to sacrifice to the "curse" first, the good fortune of the "curse" this time is likely to be hidden in the sacrifice!

"Yu" immediately opened his mouth, took a deep breath, directly sucked the five maids into his mouth, then turned around and pushed the door out.

Soon, he appeared at the gate of the ancestral hall.

Looking at the door that seemed to be closed tightly, "Yu" was about to reach out and push it.

"Squeak."

The door suddenly opened spontaneously.

"Yu" looked calm and strode into it.

The ancestral hall was still the same as last night, and the traces of the previous fighting skills were gone, as if there had never been any disturbances here.

It is still luxurious and sophisticated yet spacious and cold.

However, before the confession, Xiao Shou fell unconscious.

"Yu"'s eyes touched his body, a little surprised. He remembered that Xiao Shou was tortured to death by the pink bride last night, how did he survive now?

Moreover, it also appeared in the ancestral hall?

Was it made by The Pink Bride?

With a flash of thought, "Yu" quickly shook his head, regardless of these, the most important thing now is to sacrifice to the "curse"!

As for this Xiao Shou... Since he is not dead, he will personally torture him again later, if the other party still refuses to say anything, he will also sacrifice him to the "curse"!

So, "Yu" strode forward, imitating Xiao Shou's operation last night, first lit an incense inch in the incense burner, and then knelt down in front of the bead curtain.

The bead curtain opened silently, and the shrine appeared. The coercion of great terror and catastrophe seemed to be crushed by a thousand weights, making his heart beat uncontrollably.

"Yu" looked up, but saw inside the shrine, a statue that was the same as what he saw last night, sitting cross-legged quietly.

But under its base, there seems to be another similar statue.

It's just that the head of this statue is covered by a robe, so the face cannot be seen.

"Yu" was slightly puzzled, but seeing that the statue of "Curse" was still the same as before, he ignored the change.

After all, there are many treacherous things going on in the Xiao Mansion, so it's better not to make extra troubles.

So, he continued Xiao Shou's exactly the same ceremony last night, inserting a stick of incense into the incense burner before the confession.

The green smoke curled up and condensed into a single word in the air: "Yu."

Seeing that it was not Xiao Meng who appeared this time, but his title, "Yu" heaved a sigh of relief.

Soon, the altar emerged from the escaping smoke.

"Yu" looked at the statue of "Curse" respectfully, then opened his mouth, and a strong black air spewed out from his mouth immediately.

The black air fell to the ground and turned into the appearance of five maids.

He reached out and grabbed it, and easily moved it to the altar.

"Yu" immediately fell to his knees and bowed his head to pray: "The Immortal Faceless has boundless mana, protects the younger generation, and has endless blessings."

"The younger generation, 'Yu', would like to use what he has learned all his life to integrate the hatred of the living and the resentment of the dead into one sacrifice, and offer it to the Great Immortal."

"Beg for the mercy of the Great Immortal, and reward good fortune..."

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