Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"Okay, let's get rid of him first."

A few minutes later, Su Chen looked at the slowly rising altar. There were dark brown marks on it, which must have been stained with blood. The wronged souls were floating there, screaming in pain.

"You actually used living people as sacrifices. If the King of Hell finds out, you will be condemned to the animal realm and reincarnate forever."

Feng Si sneered: "Then just don't let him find out, isn't that all? The people in the underworld aren't that idle. As long as I accumulate merits before I die, I'll be a great philanthropist."

"Even if I'm reincarnated in my next life, I will be born with a noble destiny. These Hades won't find out, and he won't have the chance to find out."

Su Chen said meaningfully: "Oh, really."

"Push him onto the altar and let him bleed. The sacrifice will begin. Also, keep an eye on the Special Affairs Department. Don't let those dogs chase us. Intercept them on the way and don't let them do anything bad."

The bodyguards nodded in unison and turned to leave.

Feng Si looked at the person on the altar, his lips curled up slightly, his eyes filled with crazy excitement: "Lao Mo, I can't wait any longer. Give me the knife, I'll go bleed you."

"Well, be careful and don't get so irritated that you forget that we haven't done anything important yet."

"Don't worry, I understand."

Su Chen looked at the person who was approaching step by step, his eyes flickered, he stretched out his hand, pinched his fingers and secretly set up a trap. It was hard to say who the sacrifice was, and the thing behind him was lured out.

If you deal with them all at once, you will definitely gain a lot of merit.

Feng Si took the dagger and slashed towards his neck. Just as he was about to cut it, the person in front of him suddenly disappeared. He paused and turned around subconsciously.

Su Chen raised his foot and kicked over. Looking at the dagger that fell on the ground, he walked over and took it in his hand. He moved closer step by step and cut his wrist without hesitation.

Watching the blood flowing out along the ravines of the altar, emitting a strange red light, it was very creepy.

"You, how could you break free..."

He slapped the man several times. Looking at the man's face swollen like a pig's head, Su Chen said calmly: "None of your business. I'm not interested in this sacrifice. You should be the one."

"It just so happens that you are an evil cultivator, and that thing is also evil. You are much more nourishing than me. I wonder if this sacrifice will wake that thing up. It will be more lively if it wakes up."

Feng Si thought of the thing under the altar, his body trembled, and his eyes became terrified: "Are you crazy? That thing can't come out, ah ah ah, let me go."

Su Chen remained unmoved. He dragged the man, who looked like a dead dog, up and tied him directly to the altar. He also cut his other wrist, and blood from both wrists kept dripping onto the altar.

Mo Qiufeng, who was standing under the altar, saw this change and was about to step forward, but he encountered an invisible barrier at the edge of the altar.

I raised my fist and punched it, but I couldn't break it.

Feng Si saw this and turned to look at the man, shouting, "It's you! When did you set up the formation? Impossible! You were just being pressed up, so how could you have the chance to set up the formation?"

Su Chen let him shout as if he didn't hear him. He walked back and forth on the altar, squatting down from time to time, sticking small flags on the ground, and clapping his hands when it was over.

I looked up at the moon and saw that it was already in a lunar eclipse, it would be almost there.

Soon, the moon was swallowed up, and a cold wind blew in the quiet courtyard. There was a constant rumbling sound under the altar, and the ground under the feet was trembling.

Mo Qiufeng realized something and pounded the barrier even harder, shouting, "Feng Si, think of a way. I can't get in. If you don't come out, that thing will eat you."

Damn it, they share the same fate. If Feng Si died, I wouldn’t be able to survive either. If I had known this earlier, I wouldn’t have been controlled by the fact that they share the same fate.

Feng Si struggled hard, but the harder he pulled at the rope, the tighter it bound him. He couldn't break free at all, and shouted, "Su Chen, I was wrong. I just want you to let me go."

"From now on, I'll take Lao Mo away and stay far away from you. I promise I won't try to harm you again. Please forgive me this time. You really can't let that thing out."

Su Chen leaned against the pillar, a thoughtful look on his face.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the vibrations under his feet became more and more intense. Feng Si's mentality collapsed and he shouted: "Su Chen, you lunatic, let me go quickly, I don't want to die, help me, Lao Mo, save me."