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3005 Why Don’t You Be the Sacrifice?

At that moment, the elderly abbot had already impatiently ordered the two of them to move forward and prepare to separate the gammer from her daughter.

The gammer broke free and cried out loudly, “You can’t do this! Please, release my daughter.”

Liang Qingqing couldn’t help but follow closely behind the determined child as they advanced toward the sacrificial procession.

“Release her immediately!” These people had gone too far, showing no sympathy even though the maiden was not their own, and her fate was to be cast into the river.

To be frank, these individuals only dared to harm commoners. If they were of high status, they would never allow themselves to be manipulated so easily.

When the abbot-priest heard this, he cast a cold gaze in their direction. “Men, disperse the onlookers.”

“Proceed with the ritual!”

A sudden “chi” sound was heard as the two burly men carrying the living tray above their heads felt their shoulders grow numb. Their bodies trembled slightly, and they involuntarily took a step back.

It was clear that he had been a victim of a scheme, but he had no choice but to accept the situation. He could only watch helplessly as he stumbled backward and fell to the ground.

The maiden on the tray naturally lost her balance and tumbled.

Witnessing this, Liang Qingqing felt a rush of joy. She hurried forward and caught the maiden, helping her regain her composure.

Qiao Mu quickly unleashed an attack talisman and charged at the gloomy-looking old man. “If someone must be sacrificed, why don’t you volunteer?”

The old man was left bewildered. Before he could react, he felt as though an irresistible force was pulling him, and he was propelled uncontrollably toward the riverbank.

“Ah!” The old man let out a primal scream.

The people around him reached out in a chaotic frenzy, attempting to grab him, but they were powerless against the irresistible force pulling him away.

The sacrificial team immediately descended into chaos. Everyone let out disorderly screams and scrambled to the rear of the crowd.

In a split second, the elderly man’s long staff was sent flying, and he tumbled uncontrollably toward the riverbank.

With a resounding thud, what left everyone utterly astounded was that the old man had indeed rolled into the river.

Crown Prince Mo’s mouth twitched uncontrollably as he raised his hand to shield his face. He hadn’t seen a thing. His wife couldn’t possibly have caused this, no trouble at all…

Duan Yue took a step forward and remained calm and collected amid the chaos. He turned his head to glance at Mo Lian, who had a peculiar expression. “What’s with that look?”

Could it be that Mo Lian was trying to convince himself that he hadn’t witnessed anything?

Mu Xingchen took action, using a thread of spiritual energy to part the crowd. He rushed over to the little stoic and Liang Qingqing. “Why are you just standing there? Move!”

“Do you think the little stoic will be at a disadvantage, Big Bro Mu?” Duan Yue couldn’t help but mutter.

As per his understanding of the young one, the next victim would undoubtedly be their adversary…

Meanwhile, mere seconds after the elderly man had fallen into the river, the entire Spring River suddenly roiled.

Terrified expressions crossed everyone’s faces as they instinctively retreated a few steps. Someone yelled, “The river god has been angered by the intrusion!” People scattered in all directions.

Simultaneously, a massive wave surged from the river, sending water splashing toward the shore.

Upon closer inspection, everyone saw the old man lifted up by the river’s tumult, tumbling back onto dry land.
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