"Zuixinting, let's go, Xiaoyu."

Hua Yan turned around and smiled softly at Fang Yu.

"Puff puff puff..."

At this time, the four guards behind fell to the ground and were still screaming, but the frost on their bodies no longer continued to spread.

The three of them turned around and left the Shuirong Family and headed towards the location of Zuixin Pavilion.

...

At this moment, on the east side of Xiaoyang Lake, there is a Zuixin Pavilion.

The pavilion is very large, but it is crowded with people, with at least five or six thousand people.

Judging from the clothing and the cloak on the shoulders, these people came from hundreds of different families.

In front of the Zuixin Pavilion, there is an altar floating in the air.

There are six diamond-shaped stone tablets surrounding the altar, and the center is filled with orange light. You can faintly see a small divine shadow in the orange light.

The four priests were located around the altar, all with their heads lowered and their gray spells were chanting.

And the people from the aristocratic families who were on the Zuixin Pavilion also lowered their heads and looked pious.

"Please ask the Moon God to protect our Shuirong Family, and be strong and brilliant forever..."
Chapter completed!