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"Good!" "Forgive you!"

Tang Qing said loudly, the mournfulness in her voice made the entire palace seem as though a cold wind had blown.

Everyone trembled at the sight of Tang Qing's gaze, especially Zhang Zhen Zhen and Zhang Taifei, who felt a chill run down their spines.

Tang Qian Zi's eyes suddenly lit up, "Thank you big sister, in the future I will definitely treat big sister well …"

"I, Tang Qing, swear on the Buddha s that I will forgive Tang Qian Zi for accidentally pushing me down today, and will not pursue this matter!"

Tang Qing coldly interrupted her hypocritical words, enunciating each word slowly and clearly.

As she got up, some of the blood ran down the back of her hand, through the ring, and down the tips of her fingers.

She walked forward, and the droplets of blood just happened to fall onto Tang Qian Zi's forehead. Blood that was tainted with medicinal powder quickly slid down into Tang Qian Zi's eyes.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Tang Qian Zi screamed in panic as she trembled.

"That's good. Since you two sisters have already reconciled …" Zhang Taifei's voice was a little stiff, and just as she was about to say something, she was interrupted by Tang Qing.

"Empress, wait a moment. I might have said it too quickly, so Empress didn't hear it clearly."

Tang Qing's expressionless face slowly revealed a hint of a smile, but this smile that was forced to the extreme caused people's hearts to palpitate.

"What do you mean?" The Zhang Taifei shouted in anger.

"What I mean is, just now, I said I would forgive Wuxin for injuring my sister, but I'm not done yet."

Tang Qing smiled gently and said, "I still have the latter half of my words to say."

Zhang Taifei had a bad intuition and wanted to say something, but Tang Qing had already opened her mouth.

"I, Tang Qing, swear it with my blood. If Tang Qian Zi didn't truly injure me and didn't intentionally injure me until I become crippled, then, I will forgive her under the witness of Buddha!

However, if she has the intention of harming me, then on that day on the Heaven Seeking Staircase, she would use my blood to offer sacrifices to the gods and Buddha, begging the Buddha to deliver the punishment.

Let those who harm me, who force me, live forever without peace, day and night without sleep! "Life cannot be peaceful, death cannot be reincarnation!"

After she finished her last sentence, she abruptly pulled out the hairpin, raised her hand, and slashed her wrist!

Pfft!

With a muffled sound, a large amount of blood quickly flowed out from her wrist.

Tang Qing sneered, she bellowed "Blood Sacrifice" and flung all of her blood towards the surroundings of the hall!

Puff!

The golden Buddha statue that was high up in the sky had a bloody line drawn on top of it, and the people who were standing in the room, especially those close to Tang Qing -

Feng Qiu, Tang Qian Yu, Tang Qian Zi, and even Zhang Zhen Zhen and the Zhang Taifei were covered in Tang Qing's blood!

"Hahaha!" Good! Are you satisfied now? "

"Tang Qian Zi, look, I forgave you!"

Tang Qing laughed out loud. Soon enough, a large amount of blood dyed her clothes red, but she did not seem to feel anything.

She squatted down and gently rubbed the blood-stained hairpin against Tang Qian Zi's face. Then, she wiped all the remaining blood on Tang Qian Zi's collar.

"Right now, all of you just pray that Tang Qian Zi really does not want to harm me."

She raised her head and looked at the crowd as she smiled. The smile on the child's face was very pure and clean.

That pair of big black eyes were as pure and clean as a child's eyes that had just reached the full moon. However, everyone was frightened to the point that their blood turned cold!

Blood sacrifice!

This … this is a blood sacrifice!

To make such a vow that was filled with hostility in front of Buddha, and to use his Blood Fury Qi to assault Buddha, he had to go to hell after he died, and get fried and dissected at the eighteenth level of hell!

Even when he was alive, the caster would have bad luck for the rest of his life. It could even implicate the family, causing the entire family to become restless. Unlucky third generation!

How, how could she dare?

Everyone was filled with bewilderment. Even those who didn't believe in Buddha knew of such a terrifying blood sacrifice, let alone those who believed in Buddha.

They had never thought that they would encounter such a madman. It was just a few words of pressure, was there really a need to be like this?

"This is crazy!" You're crazy! "

Zhang Taifei was so angry that she almost went mad. She shouted "Ah!" and stood up, wiping the blood on her face with her trembling hands.

She trembled all over. She had never expected herself to be so unlucky!

"Someone come!" Someone! Someone! "Take this madman out and throw him out!"

She was really scared. She was clearly a little girl, but she was even more desperate than a real madman!

An ugly girl without a mother dared to implicate her family, implicating several generations of blood oaths. When she was cutting herself off, her hands didn't even tremble!

His temperament was even more crazy than a lunatic!

After this blood sacrifice, everyone in the hall, even if they had nothing to do with her, would have to suffer together with her. How could she dare?

Who didn't know that those who were implicated in the blood sacrifice, even if they weren't the main culprit, would mysteriously suffer misfortune for an entire year?

Very quickly, the servants reacted, they rushed over and grabbed Tang Qing by both arms, and then pulled him out.

Everyone was dumbfounded and covered in blood.

No one would have thought that a spoiled little girl would actually dare to do such a crazy thing, regardless of the consequences.

The women's hands that were holding Tang Qing were trembling, and their bodies that were next to him couldn't help but shake.

They did not want to be stained by Tang Qing's blood at all, but Zhang Taifei was already mad, so they did not dare to anger the current Zhang Taifei.

As a result, they moved fiercely, grabbing Tang Qing looked like they were holding a dead dog who had contracted a plague.

Their movements were extremely fast and they quickly rushed to the door, where they immediately threw Tang Qing out.

Putong.

Tang Qing's entire body fell to the ground, and then she lied down on her face.

The limestone was ice-cold. Even though the sun was high in the sky, she could not feel any warmth.

The wound on her wrist quickly dyed the slate red. The feeling of helplessness caused by the loss of a large amount of blood made her feel sad, but also comfortable enough that she didn't want to move.

However, she still moved slowly, folding her hands together and placing her forehead on the back of her hand.

He buried his face in his arms and pursed his lips into a faint smile.

Her smile grew bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger.

From afar, it looked like he was crying.

But in the end, she didn't cry. She was a ghost, and ghosts didn't have tears.

Thus, regardless of whether she was sad or happy, or excited, she only knew how to laugh. She smiled in such a way that anyone who wanted to watch her cry would be thoroughly disappointed.

"Stupid girl."

As the man spoke, he gently held her in his arms.

His large hand domineeringly turned her face away and pressed it against his chest. Then, he tore off his clothes and gently wrapped a piece of cloth around her wrist.

"What do you want to play this time?" You want to turn yourself into a blood pill? "

He pinched her ear with his blood-stained hand, and there was a note of dissatisfaction in his deep laugh, and also an irrepressible anger.

"This is stupid and ugly, you know?"