The Ghost King left Mo Ran's lips, lay on her shoulder and licked her lips, smiling low and happily, and glanced at the ugly appearance of passers-by. The Ghost King gently licked Mo Ran's earlobe and smiled, "It's so exciting, my dear master, is this your surprise for me?"

But Mo Ran was still removing the Ghost King's belt. After taking it off, the Ghost King's clothes were almost taken off by her. She didn't know that the nerve was suddenly put on. Her clumsy movements on her usual days became extremely flexible at this time. The hand was teasing the Ghost King's clothes rhythmically, and the Ghost King's body suddenly became tense.

"Leng Yu" Mo Ran called out. After successfully untiing the Ghost King's belt, his hand boldly drilled down, but as soon as he entered, he was caught by the Ghost King.

The low voice became a little more dumb, "Dear Master, if you do this, you can't dance today."

Mo Ran struggled for a moment. If the Ghost King had aroused his desire by her, she would definitely not spare her easily. She didn't know why, as if only doing this could calm herself down.

The movements here are slow, alarming Feng Jiaren and Zheng Yuwei in front of them. Both of them flew out of the sweetheart. After a while, they came to Mo Ran's sedan chair. Seeing the people in the sedan chair, Feng Jiaren was a little angry in surprise, "Can you two pay attention to the occasion?"

Zheng Yuwei recognized the back of the Ghost King. Although she was a little shocked, she did not think that Mo Ran and the Ghost King were the kind of people who were not separated from the occasion. She just reminded her indifferently, "Xiao Ran, you still have something big to do today."

Zheng Yuwei's voice came into Mo Ran's ears, which made Mo Ran's lively mind calm down. A cold voice came out, "I understand, mom."

When Zheng Yuwei heard the words in front of her, she knew her daughter, turned around and pulled Feng Jiaren away. At the same time, she said to Feng Jiaren who was angry, "Your Highness the Prince, please comfort the passers-by."

Feng Jiaren woke up in shock. The most important thing was to pay phoenix dance. Now is not the time to blame Mo Ran.

At this time, Mo Ran slowly put on the Ghost King's clothes and sorted out his emotions, but the Ghost King sighed faintly, looking very disappointed, "Dear Master, you burned my desire and stopped just by saying that."

Mo Ran looked at the Ghost King, and this time he felt a little apologized, "I was wrong, I will compensate you in the future."

The Ghost King immediately asked, "When will it be next?"

Mo Ran had a rare and easy to talk to, "When do you say it will be when."

The Ghost King smiled and suddenly sucked hard on Mo Ran's lips. When he left, Mo Ran felt a burst of hot swelling, but the Ghost King's slender fingers pressed on Mo Ran's lips, and said with satisfaction, "It looks much better than rouge."

Mo Ran raised his eyes, but asked him, "Am I beautiful today?"

The Ghost King raised his eyebrows and said, "You are beautiful every day."

Mo Ran said again, "Just talk about today."

The Ghost King smiled happily, "Why are you naked and beautiful under me?"

This guy started to ripple when he was not careful. Mo Ran had been used to being so vulgar at any time. He usually rolled his eyes, but today he didn't feel angry. Instead, he smiled faintly. The Ghost King raised his eyebrows slightly when he looked at it, and he regretted that he had just stopped Mo Ran. His master was particularly enthusiastic today.

Seeing that the altar was about to arrive, the Ghost King almost kissed Mo Ran's lips and disappeared, but when he left, he left a soundproof barrier around him.

Mo Ran's heart suddenly became more stable. The Ghost King had long seen that she was uncomfortable. He could not hear those messy sounds, but closed his eyes and couldn't look at them.

The sedan chair was parked under the altar. Mo Ran and the other two stepped on the high steps and slowly moved forward under the gaze of the crowd. The long swayed behind them, and the heavy trumpet of sacrifice was blown.

After a while, the three of them walked to the highest point and looked down. Below were thousands of cultivators waiting for awakening. On another platform a few meters away, the queen and several princes stood there. At the front was the old man who presided over the awakening ceremony, who was still the assistant of the priest, not the priest himself.

There was a commotion at the entrance, and someone vaguely heard shouting that Mo Ran was not worthy of dancing to the phoenix again. She desecrated the inheritance and the beast soul.

Feng Jiaren frowned, and the queen had sent someone to ask what had happened. After a while, the man reported back and forth that the queen and the courtiers looked at Mo Ran in shock and angrily when they heard this. Unexpectedly, she would do this when the awakening ceremony was about to begin.

Feng Jiaren quickly explained, "My Queen, the man just now is Mo Ran's husband, not someone else."

But the queen stopped shouting in a low voice, her words were full of anger, and the emperor's majesty was also revealed, "How can such an unclean person be so stupid? How can he dance to the phoenix again?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiaren's face froze for a moment, and Zheng Yuwei's face became gloomy. Mo Ran snorted lightly, and nothing happened.

Feng Jiaren said again, "Don't calm down, today's phoenix dance must not dance, you."

The queen firmly said, "Today, Mo Ran's indecent actions are obvious to all. If she continues to dance, how can she block the long mouth of the country and let Lingzhi replace Mo Ran?"

"No," Feng Jiaren said anxiously. She knew very well that no one could replace Mo Ran today, let alone Zheng Yuwei is Mo Ran's mother. If the queen treats Mo Ran like this, she would not be able to jump again.

More importantly, Mo Ran is not a person who accepts it. If she suffers grievances, she will definitely seek back thousands of times. It doesn’t matter how the cultivators outside say it. But if the queen gave such an order, it would be a real insult to Mo Ran. She will not give up. It is not a wise move.

The palace servants were already quickly going to change people, but unexpectedly, the old man on the altar suddenly knocked on the heavy stick, causing everyone to stop. The old man said in a hoarse voice, "The priest has given him the order, no one can replace him, so let Prince Ran dance."

"This" the queen hesitated. She glanced at Mo Ran, but she could not resist the trust in the priest. "Since it was the priest's intention, it would not be pursued."

After saying that, she ordered the palace servants to separate the cultivators who were causing trouble.

After a while, the disharmonious voices disappeared, and the Queen also began her long speech.

Mo Ran didn't hear a word, nor was he interested in looking at the young and young girls who were suffocated. She turned her eyes away and looked at the old man on the high platform. She was still wearing that strange costume, hooked her waist, and leaning on a cane that was higher than her head. Mo Ran was wondering in her heart, who was not showing up, who was a person, how could he speak for her on such occasions? Could it be that she was really for the awakening ceremony to go smoothly.

Maybe, that's a visionary priest.

Today, I spent a full day preparing for the awakening ceremony. At this time, the sky slowly turned dark. In addition, it was cloudy today, and it became dark in a short while. In the altar in front of Mo Ran, the crowded phoenix flowers quietly bloomed. The altar was instantly placed in the fiery sea of ​​flowers. It looked like a holy fire from a distance, which was extremely dazzling.

The phoenix flower blooms is also the trailer for the official start of the sacrifice. The queen's speech also stopped at that moment. Her majestic voice was heard to all the cultivators waiting to awaken. "People of Fengming Kingdom, you are the future generals, ministers, saints, you have a bright future. No one can stop you from accepting the great inheritance?"

"Ready" a thrilling voice came from below, and the priest's horn sounded again on the altar.

After a while, the horn fell, and I heard the sound of drums coming from all directions in the hundred years.

This was the sound of drums for the phoenix. Mo Ran took a deep breath and slowly jumped up. She looked in the direction of Zheng Yuwei, but saw that Zheng Yuwei was dancing very seriously, Mo Ran immediately took it seriously.

She didn't quite understand why she was so disgusted with dancing this dance here, so she had to tell herself that this dance was not danced by Fengmingguo, but by Zheng Yuwei and Zheng family. The mess in her heart suddenly disappeared a lot, and her movements gradually became agile with the sound of drums.

Everyone looked up with their breath. The dancing figure in the sea of ​​flowers was too shocking. Everyone was almost lost when they saw it. When the drum sounds slowly and quickly, the dance of the phoenix was even more powerful. When everyone seemed to be attracted by the dong dong drum sound, the drum sound stopped abruptly. The flashy dance ended instantly.

The three of them lowered their bodies on the altar and bowed devoutly. At that moment, countless light spots fell in the air and lit up the night, beautiful, this moment must be the memory of everyone in their lives

The light spot merged into everyone's bodies, and the old man who had been doing the rituals also shouted softly. A large beam of light fell from the Phoenix Platform, covering everyone under the altar. The young and girls closed their eyes, as if they had entered another world, with a calm and comfortable expression.

The inheritance began. Feng Jiaren was relieved but did not relax her vigilance. She looked at Mo Ran, and the worries in her eyes were obvious.

Mo Ran never showed any expression, which made Feng Jiaren unable to understand what Mo Ran was thinking, because Mo Ran was a bit abnormal today, but she was a bit uncontrollable and fearful.

Suddenly, a figure rushed into the altar at a very fast speed and jumped into the fiery sea of ​​flowers.

When she came, Feng Jiaren felt a stern in her heart and quickly chased after her, and Mo Ran had already chased her one step ahead of her.

There was a low cry on the altar, but no one who knew the arrangement in advance dared to move, only the queen jumped into the sea of ​​flowers.

"Feng Yiren, how dare you come back?" The queen shouted. She saw Feng Yiren clearly, and even more clearly the stone she was holding. The stone was slightly red in the sea of ​​flowers.

Feng Yiren only looked back and saw that her beautiful face was a little distorted at the moment, "I'll get my things back, it's not too late."
Chapter completed!