Chapter 1818 Lu Xuyang~

When the clothes on the woman fluttered away like feathers, the fire on the altar suddenly burst into flames, reaching the height of a whole building, as if it was about to rush into the sky.

But soon, the flame that soared into the sky fell, and the golden red flame slowly dimmed until it went out.

The woman in the sacrificial costume threw the scepter in her hand to the ground, her face was ashen, her eyes were full of anger, and she had a clear fear.

The sacrifice of Yaoyue Palace failed again.

They were like being rejected by the gods, unable to ignite the fire, communicate with the gods, and get power from the flames and moonlight.

"Palace Master..." The maid below said cautiously, "Why don't you go to rest first and try again next month."

"Go away!" The woman in Chinese clothes raised her hand, and the maid below was thrown out by her like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily on the ground.

Palace Master Yaoyue flickered and disappeared on the altar. When she reappeared, she was already in her bedroom.

"Palace Master!" Several slender, handsome men stepped forward one after another, trying to help her get away from the Huashang outside.

However, with a wave of Yaoyue Palace's hand, he slapped the person to the ground, and then the door of the bedroom slammed shut.

She sat on the bed with an ashen face, her eyes were not far away, her mind was churning.

The sacred fire of Yaoyue Palace has not been able to burn for ten years.

And the strength of everyone in the Yueyue Palace has not improved in the slightest in these ten years.

What terrified her even more was that since thirty years ago, the saintess they invited Moon Palace offered lost her virginity and absconded, the high priest in the realm of the gods, who was even more terrifying than the god emperor and demons, slowly rejected her.

Because she was rejected, she couldn't pray to the gods, and she couldn't gain strength from the divine fire.

The Yueyue Palace is declining little by little, and it is going to perish little by little, and all of this, some people in the palace have begun to notice it. Some elders even negotiated to abolish her.

Soon, it was time to invite the Yueyue Palace to pay tribute to the saintess candidate, but she couldn't find anyone who could match the aptitude of An Lingyue.

If there is no way to present the real saintess this time, and there is no way to satisfy the high priest of the gods, her status as the palace lord will definitely be lost.

When thinking of the man with red robe and black hair, with a more beautiful and seductive appearance than a woman, Palace Master Yaoyue couldn't help trembling.

She knew too well how life would be worse than death if she was completely rejected by that person.

"Palace Master, why are your brows frowning? What, can your subordinates share your worries for you?"

A man's gentle and concerned voice suddenly came from his ear.

Palace Master Yaoyue was originally very upset when he was disturbed, but when he looked back and saw the person coming, his expression softened a little, "Didn't I say that I want to stay alone and not let anyone in? Why did you come in without authorization?"

Standing not far away was a man in a scribe's gown. He looked like he was in his thirties, but he had a gentle and refined temperament, which made people feel close and trustworthy.

The man sat next to Palace Master Yaoyue, naturally grabbed her hand and held it in the palm of his hand, and put her hand on his face, his eyes focused: "I heard that you are angry and sad, Qingya, I can't care about anything, I just worry How are you."

"It's my fault for violating the Palace Master's order. Even if you kill me, Qingya, I, Lu Xuyang, will never have any complaints."