Feng Zhi said a few words to Jin Yanci, but before he was about to break free, a group of people walked in from the side, each wearing a black cloak and a mask on his face.

More than a dozen people separated the altar and surrounded the altar. They all held canes made of feathers, human bones, shells and other things in their hands, which seemed to be a collective approach.

The three people were left, the leader was tall and burly, and the two behind were one thin and slender, and the other looked like a woman.

The person in charge should be Wei Chen. He walked slowly towards Feng Zhi and looked at her condescendingly: "Her Majesty, I finally invited you to visit me. Please forgive me if I am not well received."

The sound of tearing sounded extremely harsh, but it could be judged that he was about fifty years old.

Feng Zhi glanced at him disdainfully: "You are so embarrassed to say this kind of thing. The mouse made a hole, a shameful ghost, and still a guest? I really don't know anything about myself."

Wei Chen's eyes sank, with murderous intent: "You can only show off your verbal pleasure for a while."

The woman next to her said viciously: "Don't respect the Lord, damn it!"

Before he finished speaking, he took out a knife and stabbed it into Feng Zhi's thigh.

I was still not relieved when I stabbed in, so I even turned the knife hard.

"Ah..." Feng Zhi screamed in pain, gritted his teeth and sweat instantly poured out.

Jin Yanci pinched his fingers into his palm. He tried desperately to break free, but Feng Zhi stared at him and stopped unwillingly, but his eyes turned red and his anger surged.

The knife was pulled out.

The woman was not relieved: "I am quite strong. I'll dig up all your bones if I believe it or not!"

"Get back!" Wei Chen waved the woman away with a palm: "Who is going to hurt her?"

The woman was a little concerned and hurriedly said, "I just want to teach her a lesson and give her a clear lesson."

Wei Chen obviously didn't believe her and didn't give her a good look. Looking at Feng Zhi, who was so painful that his forehead was sweating wildly but he didn't say a word, Wei Chen narrowed his eyes: "The empress is a person who can tolerate it. I admire her, but I just don't know, you can't bear it, the life of your princess."

As he said that, he pulled the knife and put it on Jin Yanci's neck: "The empress should know what I want. As long as you tell the truth, I can let you live a life, but if you don't say it, you will see you, the emperor, cut into pieces and feed the dog with your own eyes!"

Feng Zhi was sweating profusely in pain. He took a few deep breaths before slowly saying, "You can't bear to leave."

"He is Wei Cang's direct descendant, why are you willing to kill him? If you want to resurrect Wei Cang, you need a container. You will definitely keep him, so don't use him to threaten me. At worst, I will be buried here with him."

"Don't forget, I know how to take over the body. I know you dare to come here, so I will naturally have a backup plan. Even if we die together today, we can take over the body and resurrection together and continue to be a couple. But if you change your body, you will probably never find us."

Wei Chen really never thought of such a possibility.

Take over the body again, and the cicada escapes from its shell.

"What an empress." Wei Chen sneered: "Do you think I can't do anything about you like this? I will kill him first and see with my own eyes how you can resurrect with him!"

At this moment, the person lying behind suddenly began to moan in tears, louder and louder, finally making a harsh scream, and then exploded directly with a "bang".

A living person instantly exploded into flesh and blood, and Feng Zhi could clearly see the flesh and blood squirming on the ground...

Even though she was very calm and was used to seeing corpses everywhere, this scene still made her want to vomit.

"Sure enough, it still failed."

Wei Chen was not surprised at all. Hearing this tone, it was obvious that it was not the first time he had failed. He looked at the flesh and blood on the ground and did not change his expression.

Wei Chen looked at Feng Zhi: "Her Majesty, I have limited time, and you only have one last chance."

He pulled the knife and walked towards Jin Yanci, and the tip of the knife pierced directly into Jin Yanci's heart, but it was just the tip of the knife, piercing the collar of the clothes and cutting the flesh, but it was not fatal.

Wei Chen: "I count three times. If you don't say it, you can only ask the empress to demonstrate it to me personally."

Jin Yanci turned to the beginning, not looking at Feng Zhi.

"three!"

"two!"

"I'll say!" Feng Zhi shouted quickly, staring at his knife with his eyes tightly. If it really pierces it, it's over.

"I said, I said..."

The panic didn't look like a fake.

Wei Chen sneered and sarcastically said: "It's indeed a woman!"

Feng Zhi said angrily: "I am not so cruel enough to you. I just like him, can't you?"

"Okay, I admit that I can only resurrect myself. I don't know how to resurrect him. Put the knife down, and I will say."

Wei Chen pulled the knife back, carelessly rubbed the blood on the tip of the knife, waiting for the answer.

Feng Zhi took a deep breath, and the wound on his thigh hurt: "The reason I was able to be resurrected is because I fell into an ancient tomb while on the battlefield. It was the tomb of the ancient gods who sacrificed three thousand years ago. It was full of totems. I also found many people to study it."

"The ancient clan worshipped a kind of divine bird called Qingluan... According to legend, Qingluan has the ability to heal pain. Whenever there are many patients in the world, such as plagues, Qingluan will appear, and use its own divine power to turn into nectar to treat the evil diseases of the people."

"And the divine bird will die after treating the patient. The gods' sacrificial priests will burn its body in the divine wood cauldron, and after ninety-eighty days, they will be reborn in the altar."

Wei Chen immediately asked: "Where is the Divine Wood Cauldron?"

Feng Zhi was silent, obviously not wanting to say it.

Seeing Wei Chen picking up the knife again, Feng Zhi hurriedly shouted: "Stop! I said..."

"The Divine Wood Cauldron... is in Pingji."

There is naturally a certain reason for her rebirth as the daughter of King Zhuang, and the Divine Wood Cauldron is naturally in Pingji.

Wei Chen was skeptical, but the woman next to him didn't believe it. He stared at Feng Zhi with hatred: "Lord, don't be fooled by her. She has always been cunning. Who knows if she made up? I think it's better to kill her directly and chop her body into pieces and feed her dogs. I'll see how she resurrected."

Feng Zhi frowned: "You are asking, but you don't believe it after asking. Otherwise, you can take me to Pingji and dig it out and check the authenticity yourself."

The woman sneered: "I think you just want us to take you out so that we can wait for those people to save you, don't think about it! You are destined to die here today."

Wei Chen shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

Feng Zhi looked at the woman with unconcealed malice, bent on each other, and felt a little familiar, and it seemed as if she understood something in an instant.

Wei Chen naturally didn't believe in Feng Zhi: "If the empress wants to delay time with this, don't waste time. I can't take you away. Since you said that things are in Pingji, I will find them by myself, so I won't bother you."

After saying that, he raised his hand and said, "Kill them."
Chapter completed!