However, it was blocked by the iron fence made by the opponent and could not move at all.

"You are very lucky to be able to sacrifice yourself for all sentient beings." Lao Miaozhu nodded with great satisfaction, then pinched the other person's mouth, completely ignoring the other person's struggle, and poured a bowl of godly tea into the other person's mouth.

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"Wait, wait!" At this moment, a hesitant but increasingly determined voice sounded.

At the same time, the eyes of those present at the temple turned toward the person who made the sound.

A cold and sinister vulture, the pressure in his eyes seems to kill someone.

No, then their eyes were startled, and it wasn't because of the person who made the sound.

Lu Ran, a young Miao Zhu, had nothing special about him.

In the past, there were not many young temple priests who couldn't stand this kind of sacrifice and wanted to speak out to stop it.

But these young temple ministers also ended their young lives.

What really made these temple ministers startled was the golden token that Lu Ran held up tightly in his hand.

"As the chosen one, I ask you to stop sacrificing!" Lu Ran ignored the murderous gazes of the temple blessings and ignored the angry actions of other people from the aristocratic families around him.

She finally stood up.

It was as if he was speaking out for these sacrifices, and also like he was speaking out for himself.

"I feel that sacrifices should not continue."

"Being sacrificed should not be called a sacrifice in any way!"
Chapter completed!