Chapter 1853： Wuzu (1/2)

Hansen was shocked. The copper hall was really a void. It was a copper building, but it could not see the boundary and the copper wall.

Countless moons revolve around a sun, as if it had existed in ancient times.

The baron who pushed the door open, stupidly standing at the door, Wood looked excited, pulled the baron open, and walked into the door, and the four marquis also followed.

Hansen is wondering how Wood has become so brave, even when no one is exploring the road, he rushed in directly. This is not Wood's style.

When Hansen felt strange, he saw Wood. They stepped into the void, as if the Cavaliers were kneeling on one knee, and bowed in the direction of the sun: ”God, your most faithful Rebec servant, please ””

The eyeballs that Hansen and others saw were about to fall out. Originally, they thought that there would be a big battle. This style of painting changed too quickly.

”It seems that the **** above the mural painting that was worshipped by the Rebeites was originally a sun. It is no wonder that it will be carved into that shape.” Gu Qingcheng whispered.

Hansen also understood that it is no wonder that the Rebeites did not publicize the history of their defeat of the Ukrainian. Now it seems that they have not defeated the Ukrainians at all, otherwise they will be a winner, even if they used to be The vassal race of the tribe can also be said to be the rise of race and resistance to oppression. There is no problem in writing a history of heroic poetry.

The Rebeites do not talk about the Uighurs. There is only one possibility. The Uighurs are not defeated by them. It is only the problems of the Uzbeks that make the Rebeites have a cheaper price and occupy the narrowness of the month. They are not sure whether the Uighurs have completely disappeared, so they dare not talk about it.

”It's rare that you still remember my god, come here to offer sacrifices, what do you want?” From within the sun-like sphere, an old voice is heard.

”God of the gods, underneath...under...” Wood’s words came to his lips, but he seemed to hesitate in his heart, his face twisted.

Wood came from the command of the Black Moon King. In fact, his promise was what Black Moon King wanted, but when he got here, he couldn't help but have some other ideas in Wood's heart.

In the fierce struggle inside, Wood's look was uncertain, and it took a while to ease it. Once again, he said: ”God is going to ask you for a fire.”

After all, Wood did not dare to violate the orders of the Black Moon King, or promised the desire of the Black Moon King.

The sun-like sphere said: ”You should be very clear, just that kind of sacrifice is not enough to exchange for fire. You need more sacrifices.”

When Hansen and others heard this, they were shocked. If they still need to sacrifice their lives, the creatures here are only a little dangerous.

It’s just that Hansen’s imagination is not the same. I saw that Wood pulled out a box from his arms, opened his hands and stood in front of him, and said to the sun god: “God of the gods, this is the sacrifice underneath.”

The box in Wood's hand flew up, passed through the moon, and flew into the sun-like sphere.

After a while, the Sun God said again: ”Okay, the sacrifice is enough, your wishes will be satisfied, you can get a fire.”

Saying, since the sun flew a small cluster of flames, the golden flame was like the flame on the candle, and slowly flew to Wood. Wood was ready to pull out a weird black jade vial. The little golden flame was put in, carefully covered and covered, and it was taken into the arms.

”Thank you, God of the Gods.” After Wood once again, this again asked: ”Is there a wishing place for the gods?”

”No, all three wishes have been completed.” The sun **** said with the unchanging voice.