Chapter 683: Sacrifice ceremony!

"You have this attitude, I just won't let it." Fang Yu smiled.

Today came to participate in the ritual ceremony, it should have been a little low-key.

But even being so particular about sitting in a chair made Fang Yu uncomfortable.

Especially the arrogance of the Yuan family couple is so arrogant, they can't get used to them.

Anyway, Fang Yu is now holding Xie Tianhe's face.

If Yuan Chenglong wants to retaliate in the future, he will only find Xie Tianhe's head, and Qinglan Society may also suffer.

As far as Fang Yu is concerned, provoking the Yuan family and his wife is a matter of winning without losing money.

The more arrogant he is now, the more miserable the fate of Xie Tianhe and Qinglan Club will be, and it has nothing to do with him.

Yuan Chenglong's face was extremely ugly at this time.

He couldn't think that a mere **** leader dared to dance on his face!

For him, and even for the entire Yuan family, this is intolerable!

The eyes of the others around Fang Yu were filled with horror, joking, and puzzlement.

They really didn't expect that this Xie Tianhe would be so courageous.

You know, this is Yuan Chenglong!

The current patriarch of the Yuan family and the number one son-in-law of the Fu family!

Offended Yuan Chenglong, not to mention that in the western capital, even in the entire China, he can't go down!

This Xie Tianhe seems to be crazy!

For a seat, I actually took my own future and even the whole society!

After today, he and his Qinglan Club are completely finished.

There is no room for reversal!

"Yes...Xie Tianhe, I remember you." Yuan Chenglong's tone was gloomy.

Fu Zhaorong smiled coldly and said, "Thank Tianhe, sit down, if doing so makes you feel happy."

After speaking, Fu Zhaorong took Yuan Chenglong's hand.

This is the Shashen Temple, and the ceremony will be held today.

Even if they are powerful and powerful, they have to give Shashen Temple face, and it is impossible to do anything on this occasion.

Furthermore, based on their status and rank, it is a very cheap thing to confront a small gangster like Xie Tianhe.

To deal with Xie Tianhe and Qinglan Club, they only need one sentence.

So, don't worry now.

"Patriarch Yuan, Madam Fu, if you don't dislike it, you can take our place."

At this time, the two people seated on Fang Yu's right stood up together and gave up their chairs.

"Patriarch He, Patriarch Pan, no need. The sacrificial ceremony will be held soon, so we won't sit there anymore." Fu Zhaorong smiled.

"Yes, since that's the case, we don't sit down either." Patriarch He and Patriarch Pan said together.

With so many people sitting in the entire lobby, only Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong were standing, which made both parties very uncomfortable.

In order to avoid this embarrassment, Patriarch He and Patriarch Pan simply stood up. Doing so would definitely leave a good impression on Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong.

Seeing the flattery of these two people, Fang Yu on the side shook his head in secret.

The so-called upper-class society, the most high-class is probably their ability to flatter themselves.

After Patriarch He and Patriarch Pan got up, the others sitting there also understood why they did it.

So, these people followed suit one after another and stood up.

Soon, only Fang Yu and Bai Ran were sitting on chairs in the entire lobby.

This situation, from another perspective, symbolized the position of the Yuan family in the Western Capital.

Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong were standing there, except for the desperate lunatic, who would dare to sit down? !

Facing such a scene, Yuan Chenglong and Fu Zhaorong couldn't help showing a faint smile on their faces, and the unhappiness in their hearts gradually disappeared.

Many people at the scene glanced over Fang Yu and Bai Ran who were sitting in front, their eyes were playful.

But they didn't expect that Fang Yu and Bai Ran still did not change their faces. They sat on the chairs, like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

"Hahaha... After today, the Qinglan Club will be removed from the Western Capital! Xie Gou... this is what you asked for!" The bearded man from Hongyao Club standing behind was laughing wildly at this time.

Qinglan Club and Hongyao Club have always been in a competitive relationship, and the two sides have been fighting for territory.

But after today, Qinglan Club will suffer a devastating blow!

For Hong Yaoshe, this is simply great news!

Fang Yu felt and heard the eyes and comments of the people around him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You can only be considered unlucky, Xie Tianhe."

At this time, the lobby was overcrowded, with at least 300 people present.

And the time is gradually approaching ten o'clock in the morning.

"DaDaDa..."

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps outside the lobby.

Two guards wearing aquamarine robes walked into the lobby.

"The sacrificial ceremony is ready, the goddess ordered us to take you in." One of the guards said blankly.

Upon hearing this sentence, the faces of everyone present showed excitement.

The sacrificial ceremony is finally about to begin!

As a result, the people in the lobby formed a team on their own, followed behind the two guards, and walked outside.

Before Yuan Chenglong left, he turned his head and glanced at Fang Yu and Bai Ran who were still sitting in the chair, his eyes cold.

And Fang Yu responded with a smile.

Seeing Fang Yu's smile, Yuan Chenglong's face changed slightly, and he snorted and left.

As the head of the Yuan family, has he ever been provoked?

Today, on any other occasion, he will not hesitate to send someone to take action to kill the dog Xie Tianhe and his men on the spot!

But at the Shashen Temple, even if he was angry, he couldn't do anything.

Now, I can only hold back this tone and wait until the ceremony is over before dealing with Xie Tianhe!

After everyone had walked outside, Fang Yu and Bai Ran got up and walked forward slowly.

"It seems that the sacrificial ceremony was held in the square outside? Then why let us come in and sit here again? Isn't this unnecessary?" Bai Ran frowned and mumbled.

"This is a method. If you treat these upper-class people in the same way as the crowd of civilians watching the excitement outside, which big person will offer to Shashen Temple? How does Shashen Temple make money?" Fang Yu laughed. .

"Benefits?" Bai Ran was taken aback.

"When I saw the goddess Qin Yao yesterday, didn't she call us the donor?" Fang Yu glanced at Bai Ran and said, "What do you mean by the donor?"

As he said, Fang Yu escaped the blood jade figure from his trouser pocket and said, "This thing is called blood jade. The production process is cumbersome, and it is impossible to give it away for free."

Bai Ran nodded, seemingly understanding.

The two walked outside together.

At this time, everyone holding the tokens was already standing on the platform above the stairs of the Shashen Temple.

And under the stairs, there is a crowd of black people.

"There are so many people gathered..." Bai Ran said in surprise ~ www.readwn.com ~ When they first arrived, there were only less than a hundred people gathered below.

But now, there are at least more than 1,000 people, or even nearly 2,000 people!

Those desperately unable to enter the Shashen Temple were blocked by guards on the flat ground a hundred meters below the stairs, but everyone's expressions were still full of excitement.

"If you see it, this is the preferential treatment of holding the token. We can watch the sacrificial ceremony at the closest distance." Fang Yu said.

"But a ceremonial ceremony...what is so good about it? How do I feel that the people here are very excited?" Bai Ran wondered.

This was also the point of Fang Yu's doubts.

Whether it is the group of civilians below or the representatives from the major families in the Western Capital on the platform, their faces are full of excitement and excitement, as if they are about to witness something major.

But for now, Fang Yu didn't feel anything, nor saw any special existence.

In the so-called ceremonial ceremony, we can see a stone platform on the open space ahead.

But on the long table, there was nothing.

"What kind of sacrifice is this? Even if you don't burn incense, you have to put your head to burn pigs, right?" Fang Yu frowned.

It was already 9:58 in the morning.

In two minutes, the ritual ceremony will officially begin.

The platform on the stairs was silent.

The group of civilians in the distance also looked forward to the extreme.

"Among those people, there are many warriors...many of them are not low in cultivation...should be the entourage brought by the representatives of the previous aristocratic families." Bai Ran's eyes flashed and whispered.

Fang Yu also noticed this, but didn't care.

Today's focus is still on the ceremony.