Reborn Daqin, I am the emperor

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Among those fire frames, there are also sixteen flower drums.

There are people standing on the front and back of each flower drum, and the one standing on the front is a woman, dressed in strange clothes.

Of course, these strange costumes are not only for people from other countries, but also for Loulan people, because these are Loulan sacrificial clothes.

The sacrificial attire, with bare arms and waist, only wears a tube top, and the skirt only reaches the thighs. It is mixed with blue, black and green, giving people a very dazzling and calm feeling.

Every woman wearing sacrificial clothing has some strange paints on her face, forming various patterns, giving people a very mysterious feeling.

Standing on the front of the flower drum is a woman, and standing on the back is a man.

These men were also wearing sacrificial clothes, but their sacrificial clothes were different from those of the women.

Their arms are tied with rattan bandages, ghost masks are worn on their heads, and long feathers are inserted in their hair. All of them are naked from the upper body, showing their strong muscles, and wearing a pair of coarse cloth half-short trousers on their lower bodies. There are long colorful beards on the trouser legs, and the faces are painted with mysterious paint colors like those women.

These people, whether male or female, are doing their best at this moment, beating the flower drums, performing sacred songs to worship ancestors, chasing souls.

While these people were playing music with flower drums, in the middle of the round platform, a beautiful figure, also wearing sacrificial clothes, danced gracefully.

Her dance is exquisite and agile, but it is different from the dance of the Central Plains. In her dance, it seems that the colors of the world are changing with her dance. It seems that at this moment, she is the center of this world.

Similarly, this woman's sacrificial attire is completely different from other women's.

The sacrificial clothes of other women are very short, as if they are close to the ancient ancestors. The slender thighs, slender waist, straight collarbone, etc. are all exposed, just like the ancestors who had no clothes in ancient times.

Only this dancing girl, her clothes are also close to those of her ancestors, revealing her beautiful collarbone, lower abdomen and waist, only her slender legs are all covered by the long skirt.

Her skirt is very long, like a swallowtail on the ground, swinging as she dances, adding a bit of mystery.

Chapter 1090 This Is Power

"Is this the sacrifice of Loulan?"

Ying Shou stood not far away and looked at this side, and asked Master Kunlun beside him.

Master Kunlun turned a blind eye, Jian Yun glanced at Ying Shou and said, "That's right, this is Loulan Sacrifice. The drum is called the soul-hunting drum, and it is used to play the holy song chasing the soul!"

"In many places, there has always been such a legend that the thunder comes from the sky, and it frightens the fools. When the thunder comes out, it returns to the gods."

"This drum represents the sound of thunder, so the drum is a soul-suppressing thing in many places, but in Loulan, it is called a thing of worshiping ghosts and gods!"

"Using Loulan's saying, spring thunder explodes and all things recover. The sound of thunder represents vitality. Therefore, the sound of drums also represents vitality."

"Their soul chant, looking back to the distant ancestors, hoping that the ancient ancestors will recover, and protect Loulan, so they beat the music with the sound of drums!"

"Also, all the people on the round platform are called priests at this moment, but the one who dances in the middle is the Saintess of Loulan!"

"Saint, as the purest woman in Loulan, her dance is used to open the ancient passage and lead the ancestors back!"

While speaking, Jian Yun obviously didn't want to be bothered by Ying Shou all the time, and was too lazy to take care of Ying Shou, so he answered all the questions Ying Shou might ask in one breath.

"Oh, so that's the case. That's right. In this way, it's no problem for the Saintess of Loulan to be my concubine. It's fine!"

Ying Shou stood with his hands behind his back, nodded slightly, and smiled.

It has to be said that this Loulan saint can be called the number one beauty in Donghu, and it is by no means just talking casually.Not to mention others, even him, his eyes almost went straight when he saw her for the first time.

Beautiful, really beautiful.Even though the beauties in the Daqin Palace are like clouds, and Ying Shou is surrounded by flowers, he has long been tired of aesthetics, but he still cannot refute the beauty of this Loulan saint.

Her curly brown hair was dancing and swaying in the breeze, and her pair of sapphire blue eyes seemed to be born with some kind of strange attraction, which seemed to attract people's souls.

She is a real top beauty, just like Nan Yan, Yin Yue, Xue Ning and others.Her beauty lies not only in her face, but also in her temperament.

That beautiful face, coupled with her mysterious and pure temperament, made people dare not feel profane.

Such a beauty, known as the number one beauty in East Lake, no one dares to question her.

"Well……"

Ying Shou was watching the dance with a full face of admiration. As time passed, almost a quarter of an hour later, he felt his heart beat faster for no reason, and an inexplicable feeling of blood rushed to his heart, as if the blood in his heart was being lured by something.

He quietly glanced aside, and saw that Xu Chu and Jian Yun were already blushing, Master Kunlun frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a little disgust in his eyes.

"How is this going?"

Ying Shou couldn't help thinking to himself.

In this sacrifice, isn't the reason why Loulan's secret spices were burned to make the worshipers calm down and trace their ancestors more piously?Why is it suddenly so inexplicably hot?

In this situation, how can you stay calm?

As soon as all kinds of questions came up, Ying Shou immediately became vigilant.Could it be that this is to calculate yourself?

He knows his ability, if it is in the whole body, no one in the world can stop it.However, if someone secretly prescribes medicine, such as adding something that shouldn't be added to the spice, I'm afraid he will follow suit.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the spices?

But soon, Ying Shou ruled out this idea, because he clearly found that the sound of beating drums on the scene was continuous, louder and denser, as if countless spring thunders were exploding at the same time, and it was continuous absolutely nothing.

This feeling is like beating drums on the battlefield, like explosives exploding wildly on the battlefield. People, in this continuous sound wave, will be inexplicably passionate.

At this moment, Ying Shou's heartbeat was inexplicably faster, and it was getting faster and faster.

This situation not only comes from the beating of the drum, but also from the dance of the saint.

It seemed to be for cooperation or something, as the drum beat became more urgent, the dance became faster and crazier, as if the wings danced for nine days, and the wind was strong.

Beside Ying Shou, Xu Chu and Jian Yun not only blushed, but also blushed.Look at how they are trembling all over, as if they can't wait to rush out to fight immediately.

Obviously, both of them were mentally drained by their blood, and only Master Kunlun and Ying Shou could hold on.

But as time moved forward again, another quarter of an hour later, Ying Shou and Master Kunlun also gradually lost their minds, and they were also uncomfortable and dazzled by the intense blood.

However, just when this sense of enthusiasm reached its peak, with the sound of the last drum beating, all the enthusiasm disappeared in an instant.

The world was silent, and the dancing saint also lay on the ground, motionless, like a priest whose soul had returned to the Nine Netherworlds, lying there quietly, giving people a feeling of creeping mountains.

The blood from Ying Shou and the others was fading quickly.

In front of them, the sky and the earth seemed to have changed color, as if time had stopped, the wind stopped blowing, the air stopped flowing, and even the river beside them seemed to be frozen.

The scene that catches the eye is only the Loulan saint who fell on the ground, and the priests kneeling on the ground praying at the same time.

Time passed again, and almost another quarter of an hour passed. Ying Shou took a deep breath and completely recovered from his blood. He walked out step by step and came to the sacrificial altar.

"His Majesty!"

Xu Chu came to his senses and hurried to catch up.

"Sir, what should I do?"

Beside Master Kunlun, Jian Yun frowned slightly, clasped his fists at Master Kunlun and asked.

"Let's go, find a place to rest!"

Master Kunlun flicked his sleeves, walked to the side, found a random stone and sat down, crossing his legs to meditate.

"Sir, don't you care?"

Jian Yun hurried over and couldn't help but said eagerly.

"What do you care?"

"Jian Yun, you have to understand that it's yours, and it's yours after all. If it's not yours, it's useless to force it. You see, Qin Huang won't force it. On the contrary, if others don't beg him today, maybe Not yet. Well, after all, it's power!"

Master Kunlun shook his head and smiled, looking a bit bitter.

"Ask him?"

"Sir, do you mean these Loulan people asked him?"

Jian Yun was a little unbelievable, he didn't believe such a problem would happen.

No matter how cheap these people are, they don't need to kneel and beg to be other people's slaves!

"Look at it!"

Master Kunlun didn't say much, he knew Ying Shou more and more, maybe he needed some tricks to fully master Ying Shou, which was simpler before, but now, although he couldn't master Ying Shou, he was better than before. Get more informed anytime.

Because we get along a lot, and Ying Shou looks more and more like him.

Chapter 1091 Dilemma

"Watch?"

Jian Yun was a little puzzled, and turned his head to look over again.

Ying Shou came to the altar, and the moment he stepped on it, all the male and female priests who were kneeling on the ground looked up at him at the same time.

There was a cold murderous intent in those eyes, as if warning him as an outsider.

Ying Shou had no scruples about this murderous intent, and walked towards the Loulan saint without hesitation. On the contrary, Xu Chu's hair exploded in an instant, his eyes turned cold, and he shouted: "What are you looking at? Seeing my emperor's majesty, what are you doing?" Why don't you pay homage to Shanhu?"

Hearing this, all the priests frowned at the same time, their eyes became more murderous, but their eyes chased Ying Shou again.

Their killing intent is by no means feigned, this kind of killing intent is not pretending to be ruthless, they can't pretend, they really want to kill Ying Shou and Xu Chu, two outsiders.

Especially Ying Shou who wanted to kill Ying Shou who went straight to the saint.

Loulan Saintess, that is the representative of purity, not anyone can get close to, especially men.

Now that Ying Shou is going to the saint, for them, this in itself is a kind of defilement.

However, they didn't get up immediately, as if they were waiting for something.

Ying Shou ignored them, and went straight to Loulan Saintess, looking down from aloof.

From his perspective, he could just see the whole picture of Loulan Saintess.

That slender and beautiful jade body, if you increase it by one point, you will get fatter, but if you see that it is too thin, it has unevenness, it is simply made by nature.

But at this moment, the little face of the saint looked a little pale, and there was no blood on her lips.

After lying down for a quarter of an hour, she didn't breathe heavily, but Ying Shou knew that she must be very tired and tired at this moment.

After all, one dance is two quarters, and everyone would be exhausted to death.

Even if he is Ying Shou, after two quarters of such strenuous exercise, he will be so tired that he will be out of breath.

Two quarters, four to 10 minutes per quarter, that is more than an hour of non-stop dancing, and the dance gets more and more urgent. This is by no means a joke.

Ying Shou looked at the Holy Maiden of Loulan, and the blue eyes of the Holy Maiden of Loulan were also staring at Ying Shou, as if she was sizing her up.

The two looked at each other for a while, and then Ying Shoufang slowly stretched out a big hand and said, "Do you want me to help you up, or do you want to get up by yourself?"

"Do you want me to hug you, or you go by yourself?"

As soon as this remark came out, Xu Chu, who followed behind, was shocked and looked at Ying Shou in disbelief.

My dear, this emperor is too powerful, right?

Even if he really fell in love with this woman, there's no need to be so straightforward, right?

As an emperor, if you want to be strong, no one else can do anything about it.

But you ask others what they mean as soon as you open your mouth, and the result can only be one, obey you.

Are you kidding me? Do girls don't want to lose face?

No matter who it was, as long as it was a normal woman, Xu Chu didn't think that the other party would obey.

Besides, even if people really don't want to lose face, don't forget that this is a Loulan person. Loulan is far away from Daqin, how can he understand Daqin's official dialect?

However, when Xu Chu was dumbfounded, everything was beyond his expectation.

"You are His Majesty the Great Qin Emperor?"

The Saintess of Loulan parted her lips slightly, and asked in a mouthful of glazed and gentle Daqin official dialect.

That's right, she can speak Daqin official dialect, and she speaks it smoothly, not unfamiliar at all.

"It's me!"

Ying Shou nodded in confirmation.

"Can your majesty hold me?"