The ground of the cloud dream platform was bright red. No one knew where to stand.
Ming Shu sat directly on the glass coffin. Yue Ge and the King didn’t dare to. They could only stand on the broken stones of the cloud dream platform.
Yue Ge’s silver eyes reflected the blood-red ground. “These roots came from the ground. I don’t know where they lead to.”
They had already dug down, but the roots seemed to have no end.
Dan Jing felt that his time as the ruler was coming to an end.
Under his management, Yun Mengtai had become like this!
“Go and find two children, a man and a woman, seven years old. They will be born in the year of the Sun, the Moon, and the Sun.”Ming Shu’s voice sounded faintly.
Dan Jing swallowed his saliva and asked with difficulty, “My Lord, why did you find this?”
Ming Shu answered casually, “To offer sacrifices.”
”...”
Dan Jing looked at Ming Shu with a strange expression.
Master, are you serious?
Are you kidding me?
