When Ji Hua looked at the huge full moon, she always felt weird and permeable.

At night, more monsters appeared. Ji Hua did not want to rush, so she found a cave and placed her autoharp at the entrance.

She found that those monsters seemed to be afraid of the autoharp and did not dare to approach it.

Ji Hua ate some fruits and closed her eyes for some time to rest. It was late at night, when the moon was in the sky and the forest was bright, but the temperature was getting colder.

Suddenly in the quiet mountain forest, a woman's hoarse and ethereal singing voice came from the wind. The singing voice was as light as floating clouds, but soft and charming to the bones.

In a place like this, singing in the middle of the night is naturally weird.

But the sound didn't sound like that of a ghost or witch, it was more like that of a human being. How could there be anyone in a place like this?

And it sounds like there is more than one woman.

Driven by curiosity, Ji Hua went out anyway, but she didn't dare to reveal her presence, so she cautiously approached the place where the singing came from.

After climbing over a mountain, my eyes suddenly opened up, and I saw a wide flat land surrounded by mountains.

The silvery cold moonlight shone directly on the flat land, exposing the strange things happening in the valley to Ji Hua's eyes.

Ji Hua, who was hiding behind a rock on the mountain, couldn't help but gasp.

I saw several huge round stone altars on the ground. The altars were covered with stone pillars. Young and beautiful women were stripped naked and tied to the stone pillars.

The moonlight is like water, and the clear brilliance is like a line of feather yarn, caressing their translucent jade bodies. The stretched female bodies are like holy budding flowers, glowing with strong vitality and strong temptation.

Their lips were slightly open, and they were singing unknown songs, but their eyes were intoxicated and empty, as if they had been obsessed with something and lost their souls.

Next to the altar is an exquisite and luxurious low platform, made of hollow jade, with strange and gorgeous black patterns carved on it.

There is a low ink jade couch on the jade platform, with thick purple gauze hanging around it, layer upon layer, swaying in the wind. There is an open fire in the air on the jade platform, illuminating the purple gauze like a dream.

Yingying Zhuozhuo could see a group of floating women in white with no legs, long hair, prostrate beside the low couch.

A man in purple clothes is lying in it.

At first glance, there are only two colors: rich purple and snow-white, because in addition to his snow-white skin, even his hair is dark purple. The rich color, paired with his clear skin, is particularly stunning.

The man in purple has long hair that is loosely tied up with a hosta. The black hair hanging down the side of his face blocks the light, making his appearance unclear.

But even so, the thrilling and demonic aura still made Ji Hua clearly feel shuddering.

Intuition is extremely dangerous.

Ji Hua wanted to just leave quietly like this, because she knew she couldn't defeat the weird man in purple, and she was seeking death if she wanted to save people.

But seeing those innocent girls tied up and about to be slaughtered, as a passionate girl who grew up in modern society, I really feel unbearable.

When struggling between running and not running.

But I heard a beautiful voice, like a flower blooming in hell, floating out from the purple gauze and resounding through the clouds.

"To begin the ceremony, I want to eat. After eating, these women will reward you with food."

"Thank you, Ghost Lord!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless excited demons and ghosts surged out of the surrounding darkness and threw themselves at the edge of the altar.
Chapter completed!