He should be the one with the most momentum in the past hundred years, even Bai Ying's grandfather didn't have as much momentum as him.

It's no wonder that Lan Wancheng said before that Wang Qi appeared in southern Xinjiang, but the timing was wrong. It should be the Wang Qi gathered through some means, not a natural formation.

To be called king or emperor does not mean that you can be the one you want to be. The right time, place and people are indispensable. Maybe you have enough strength in your hands, but if the weather is not right, it is impossible to gather the king's spirit or the emperor's spirit.

"Sometimes what you see on the surface may not be true. A paper tiger is a paper tiger after all. He is afraid of fire!" The man in the next room smiled coldly: "It won't grow!"

At this moment, Bai Ying sat up slowly, feeling that the man's voice was quite familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was.

"Did we know each other?!"

But when she walked over, the man who was leaning against the railing got up and lay down on his bed.

As if deliberately avoiding Bai Ying, the two did not speak again, but this sloppy man always said that Chen Wannian's good life would not last long.

"Hey, even if it really can't grow, I can't see it anymore!"

Bai Ying returned to her bed and said with a soft sigh.

On the night of the full moon tonight, she will be used by Chen Wannian as a sacrifice to the river god, thereby breaking the balance that followed more than two thousand years ago.

The reason why there are holy women is because the holy women can suppress the river god in the water, although no one has seen the river god.

However, it is recorded in the ancient books of southern Xinjiang that when the flood flooded 800 years ago, the river god in the water ran out to harm one side. In the end, the saint stepped forward to suppress the river god with her own life, and restored peace to the people here.

It was also at that time that everyone believed in the importance of the Holy Maiden to southern Xinjiang.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, Chen Wannian wants to go against him, and no one can stop him!

"time to eat!"

At this time, a woman in a black cloak came in from outside.

Put down a bamboo basket in front of Baiying's cell.

"Today we have braised pork, chicken stewed with taro, and crucian carp soup, let's get up and eat!" The woman in a black cloak said in a deep voice with her head lowered.

But Bai Ying sat her head on the bed and said with a faint smile, "Is there a meal for cutting off your head?! It's very rich!"

"I don't know if it's the severed head rice, but it's rich for sure! I'm afraid you won't be full, this is an extra dish for you! You used to like it the most!" The woman in a black cloak took it out of the bamboo basket. Came out in a individually sealed box.

It's a box of pickles, pickled very well, you can smell the aroma without opening the lid.

As soon as she smelled it, Bai Ying immediately got up and ran towards here, grabbed the pickles with the rice in her hand, and started to gobble it up.

"It's this taste...it's this taste..."

After Bai Ying took a few mouthfuls, she was sure that this was the pickles made by her mother! !

Although it has been so many years, I still remember the taste.

But as soon as she raised her head, the woman in black and cloak who delivered the food just now was gone.

"Mom! Mom�! Is that you?! Is that you?!"

For so many years, she has never believed that her parents are dead. Southern Xinjiang has divination techniques, no matter how the divination results are the same, life and death are unknown!

If it is dead, you will get a positive answer in divination. JrNovels.com