"As long as you follow these guys, you can smoothly enter the Wahuang Festival."

Mo Zhiyu thinks so, but it's not what he says! Mo Zhi's face was still as reverent as the other Hongtian Sect people, but his eyes were already looking vigilantly under the cloak. No, the voice wasn't someone talking, it was someone sending it to him.

At this time, the remnant soul spoke: "Two o'clock." ”

Mo Zhiyu immediately looked over, and in front of the right, someone slightly lowered his face, and there were still a few people between this person and him, but Mo Zhiyu had already recognized this person when he saw the lower half of his face:

Wanwan!

Mo Zhiyu didn't expect Wanwan to come here, if the evil sect had really united with the Hongtian Sect, his current identity would have been exposed! However, looking at Wanwan's appearance, it seems that she is also mixed with this group of people. So, her purpose is the same as her own?

Mo Zhiyu didn't react too much, and still religiously followed the people of the Hongtian Sect forward. And Wanwan also continued to move forward reverently, but continued to transmit to Mo Zhiyu: "It's really fateful, you can meet here." ”

Mo Zhiyu can't use his divine sense to transmit sound yet, so he has nothing to say. He couldn't speculate what the hell this woman was doing, but when she appeared here, it was absolutely impossible for her to come out specifically to find excitement like Cheng Qixue.

"Pretty calm, don't you want to know what I'm doing here?" Wanwan continued to transmit her divine sense, her voice was full of ridicule, and she laughed oblivionly.

"Of course I want to know." The next moment, Mo Zhiyu came over in a few steps and grabbed Wanwan's hand, pulled her out of the crowd, and then pressed against the stone wall.

"Suddenly so bold? Aren't you afraid of exposure? Wanwan gently lifted her hood and looked at Mo Zhiyu with a smile on her face.

Mo Zhiyu stared at her, the two of them were so close, his breath could be heard, he had never been so close to a person since he was reborn. Oh no, the last time he was close was a zombie...... It's a shame to think about this metaphor at this time......

Although facing the beauty, who knows if the beauty in front of him will turn into a femme fatale in the next second? Mo Zhiyu laughed lightly and stretched out his hand wearing the ring to her eyes: "The unspoken rules of the superior can be applied anywhere. ”

Wanwan was stunned for a moment, and then looked around slightly, at this time they had already left the passage and came to a small underground world. And at the entrance of this passageway, she saw several other pairs of people, leaning together in an ambiguous posture like them.

Wanwan laughed, grabbed Mo Zhiyu's hand, and took the initiative to approach: "Even if you believe in God, you are really a layman." ”

Mo Zhiyu didn't expect Wanwan to take the initiative so much, and instinctively retreated, but Wanwan took the initiative to take his hand and walked towards a high place.

"What are you planning?" Mo Zhiyu withdrew his hand and followed her forward, although he was full of vigilance, but he believed that at this time, this woman would not dare to make any trouble, because in that case, everyone would be finished together.

"Since they are all laymen, of course they want to go to a secluded place for a tryst, right?" Wanwan turned back and smiled softly at him, better than the stars.

Mo Zhiyu let out a "heh", thinking in his heart: "The ghost believes you." ”

Mo Zhiyu and Wanwan walked all the way to the heights, and naturally encountered the guards along the way, but after Mo Zhiyu showed the ring, these people all respectfully retreated.

In the small amount of information he got from the owner of the gambling house, Mo Zhiyu happened to have the level plan of the Hongtian Sect. From top to bottom, they are: the Pope, the Two Dharma Kings of Light, the Heavenly Envoys of the Four Directions, the Pope, the Left and Right Dharma Protectors, the Sacrificial Wine, the Imam, and the ordinary Catholics.

The pattern on Yang Zhuoxi's ring is a religious emblem, the main body is white, and the edge is painted red, which is a sacrificial wine level. In this Linqi City, the highest level is the Pope, so the sacrificial wine is also a big official.

As for the gambling owner's ring, it is also at the sacrificial wine level, but the gambling house owner triggered the divine sense ban before he died, so Mo Zhiyu couldn't take his ring out to risk. In the same way, the same is true of the person in the hallway

The two of them successfully reached the highest place, and when they looked down, they saw the dense crowd below crawling on the ground, as if they were waiting for something respectfully.

"There are so many people, I'm afraid there are half of them, right?" Mo Zhiyu sighed in a low voice.

"The history of the Hongtian Sect is longer than that of the Donghua Shangguo, guess how many followers of the Hongtian Sect are in this world?" Wanwan tilted her head to look at him.

Mo Zhiyu asked by the way: "How much?" ”

Wanwan laughed: "I don't know." ”

"......" Mo Zhiyu felt that he was being molested.

At this time, there was a rumbling drum sound below, and it seemed that the Wa Emperor celebration was about to begin. The sound of drums and the flames of the furnace on the high platform made this small world suddenly solemn.

Suddenly, a shout came from below: "Welcome to His Excellency the Pope!" Then everyone below shouted: "Greetings to His Holiness the Pope!" ”

On the high platform, the flames in the furnace "boomed" and suddenly swelled, and then a figure appeared in the flames, and then the flames burst out with a "boom", and the figure fell on the high platform. This is also a man wearing a red and black cloak, but this man has a golden mask on his face, and his true face is not visible.

"See His Holiness the Pope!" The people below shouted in unison.

The Pope on the high platform turned his hands to the sky, as if embracing heaven and earth, and then straightened the thumb, index finger, and middle finger of his left hand, bent the little and ring fingers, put this gesture on his chest, and shouted: "Glory to the saints!" ”

The people below also chanted enthusiastically: "Holy glory is here!" ”

Mo Zhiyu commented lightly: "It's really a cult, all of them are like chicken blood." ”

Then the Pope began to speak: "You sect members have been wronged these days, the Xianhua Alliance's heart is not dead, and Jiao Yiwei wants to persecute us by any means these days!" They are not hateful, they are not vicious! ”

"Damn!" "Vicious!"

The anger of the crowd below was provoked by this sentence, and everyone shouted loudly. Then as soon as the Pope raised his hand, everyone stopped. Then the Pope said slowly: "Today is the sacrifice of Emperor Wa, and God will guide us forward. The best sacrifice is these Jiaoyi guards! ”

With a wave of his hand, the Pope pointed to the bottom of the platform, and then the crowd surged in unison, immediately isolating the four people inside.

When these people encountered this incident at once, they instantly panicked and showed their weapons one after another.

"Is that them?" Mo Zhiyu looked down and frowned slightly, Luo Bingqing said that Jiao Yiwei would come here to investigate, but he didn't expect that it was the people Mo Zhiyu met in the Zhaoyan Palace: Wu Bai, Bai Suyu, Gongsun Yunya, and Wu Youwen.