The sun went down silently, and dark shadows came quietly. The Winged Serpent's side hall is hidden deep in the temple pyramid, and the lit torches sway in the night wind from the vents. The firelight flickered, and the thick bricks reflected the subtle firelight, outlining the outlines of many lying chiefs in the hall, and there were only a few slim figures who were still standing.
"Yeah! I'm really drunk...just a glass of blood wine, and I'm all drunk!..."
The statue of the feathered serpent casts a long shadow. Miava, the snake priestess, did not stand in the shadows, but stood openly in the firelight. Her eyes were wandering, and she looked around at the chiefs in the palace, observing them carefully one by one. The feathered snake side hall, which was noisy just now, fell into dead silence in an instant. The warrior commander Qiyan squatted next to Chief Qiqini, carefully supported the master's back and let him sit on the ground.
Chichini lowered his head, resisting the strong feeling of dizziness. His face was numb and his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds, but he relied on his strong will to prevent them from closing. He only drank half a glass of blood wine and was not drugged much. Although he could not stand up and walk, he could still barely speak.
"...Qiyan, go!...Let my personal guards in! Capture all the chiefs and tie them up!..."
"Yes! The head of the family..."
"Uh! What...what...is going on?"
At this moment, a weak voice sounded from the side, causing both of them to pause. Chichini was stunned, and reluctantly looked up, and happened to look into another pair of confused eyes...but it was the burly and strong chief of Jihu City, young Ozley.
"Gods! This...this wine...is wrong!..."
Chief Ozley of Sacrificial Lake opened his tongue, struggled to get up with his hands and feet, and spoke intermittently. He moved boldly, competing with Cicini, and drank not much blood wine. And he is young and strong, and is the strongest warrior in the tribe. Even though his whole body is weak at this moment, he can still try to stand up from the ground.
Seeing this, Cicini's eyes instantly became fierce. And Audsley looked at each other, stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.
"Cicini? Is it you?! You actually...in front of the sacred statue, in the blood wine of the oath...drugged?..."
"Qi Yan, hurry up! Go and kill him first! Then let the guards come in!"
Chief Chichini narrowed his eyes and made no secret of his murderous intent. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the vigilant chiefs, he hid a group of personal warriors in a distant place, and only brought the loyal and brave warrior chiefs to the palace to swear an oath. Now all we have to do is wait for half a moment for the guards of the brigade to enter the palace... This hasty plan is considered complete!
"Hmm... What a strong warrior! He didn't even get drunk with the carefully prepared blood wine!..."
Snake Priestess Miava smiled, approached with light steps, and leaned next to the strong Ozley. The snake priestess was full of charm, smiling and extending her hand. She gently stroked Chief Jihu's surprised face, and then stroked his muscular chest. Then, she used her calloused fingertips to draw the same mysterious heart shape as before on the man's heart.
"Huh?... Miava? Carefully prepared blood wine?... Could it be, isn't it Chichini..."
Lake Sacrifice Chief Ozley looked frightened as he felt the woman's slippery fingers and smelled her alluring aroma, just like smelling a dangerous and delicate poisonous flower.
"It's you?!..."
"Well, it's me!..."
The snake priestess Miava nodded with a smile, and ran her fingers down the man's chest in a teasing way. Then, she raised her expression, grabbed it quickly with her fingers, and when she retracted it, there was a sharp obsidian dagger. And this dagger, engraved with a simple Olmec-style emblem, is a sacrificial dagger that has been passed down for a long time.
"Young and strong brother Ozley... let me borrow your obsidian dagger from my sister for a while... I will return it to you in just a moment!"
Under Ozley's shocked eyes, the snake priestess smiled and blew a kiss. Then, she licked her lips seductively, held the ancient sacrificial dagger, and turned towards her brother, Chief Chicini of the Great Sun.
"My dear brother...At this point, you still don't believe me!...You only drank so much blood wine and you didn't come to me for the antidote...I'm so sad!... "
"Miawa!..."
Chief Chicini narrowed his eyes and frowned deeply. His gaze paused for a moment on the dagger in the hand of the snake priestess, and then looked a few steps away. The four silent snake priestesses holding daggers spoke warily.
"At this time, what are you going to do? The chiefs of all the ministries are strong, and the drugged time will not last long... Let my personal guards come in quickly! Control everyone!"
When he said the last sentence, Chief Chichini's face turned red, he suppressed the numbness of his tongue, and almost roared. He was not only talking to the snake priestess, but also to the warrior chief Qiyan, but he was also trying to shout and summon his loyal family guards!
"Hehe! My dear brother, you are still so cautious!...The Quetzalcoatl Temple is made of thick bricks and stones. You drank the blood wine and were very drunk. Your voice is a little soft, so I'm afraid it won't be heard. Woolen cloth!..."
Snake Priestess Miava smiled lightly and walked to the fallen Chief of the Sun. Then, she knelt down and looked into Cicini's eyes, smiling beautifully and her beautiful eyes shining.
"My dear brother, don't bother!... The position of your personal guard is actually further away than you think... If you yell like this, you will only place me in the temple outside the temple. Warrior, call me... This Quetzalcoatl Temple is my temple!..."
Hearing this, Chief Chichini's face changed. His eyes showed shock for the first time. Because he personally ordered the hiding place of the guards to be arranged by the warrior commander Qiyan... Qiqini was surprised, turned to look at the warrior commander Qiyan who was supporting him behind him, and shouted sternly.
"Qi Yan! You... restrain Miawa! This is my order!"
Hearing this, the warrior commander Qi Yan nodded and silently let go of the hand supporting the family leader. Then, he reached out and pulled out the sharp obsidian dagger, blocked it in front of the house owner, and looked at the smiling Miawa without saying a word.
"Oh? Are you going to block me at this time? What a cruel man!..."
The snake priestess Miawa raised her eyebrows, her eyes instantly became pitiful, but a playful smile appeared on her lips. Behind her, four snake female acolytes held sharp blades and silently surrounded her. Their movements were agile and vigorous, and they were obviously well-trained warriors. And the blue luster on their daggers also foreshadows some kind of terrible death.
"Qi Yan! Do it quickly!"
"Tsk tsk! Cruel-hearted man, do you really want to stop me?..."
The smile of the snake priestess Miava remained unchanged, but her eyes became dangerous. The sharp obsidian dagger turned lightly on her fingertips, like a butterfly flying in a cat's claws, beautiful and dancing with death!
Seeing this scene, Chief Ozley of the Lake Sacrifice Department suddenly shrank, his eyes full of vigilance. He never thought that the seemingly gentle and charming snake priestess he admired with all his heart was actually a fierce dagger master!
"Hey! Cruel-hearted man, you are really not cruel enough... As a man, at this time, how can you look forward and backward?..."
Speaking of this, the snake priestess Miava shook her head, with regret on her face. Qiyan is a useful vine that can help her catch the tribe's warriors. It would be a pity if she died here in vain.
"You're not a cruel man!... If he knew everything you've done, he wouldn't be able to let you go!..."
Hearing this, the face of the warrior commander Qi Yan showed intense pain and struggle. He gritted his teeth, looked at the charming yet cold face of the snake priestess, and begged in a low voice.
"...Ancestor witness! You said... you just want to take over the position of chief, but you will save the life of the family leader..."
"Hehe! What a cruel man! Not only are you not cruel enough, you are also a little silly and cute!..."
Hearing this, the snake priestess Miawa covered her mouth and laughed forward and back, full and undulating. Then, her smile faded, her eyes sharpened, and her eyes stood up like snakes, showing cold murderous intent.
"Witness the ancestors! Get out of the way! Otherwise, you will die with him!"
"..."
Warrior Commander Qi Yan was silent for a moment, finally turned around and took two steps back. He lowered his head and bowed deeply to Chief Da Ri who was sitting on the ground, tears streaming from his eyes.
"Qiyan, you...you!...You want to betray me?!"
Chief Da Ri was in disbelief and looked panicked. He looked at the samurai captain who had been his guard for more than ten years and had always been loyal, and shouted urgently.
"Protect me! What did Miawa give you? I will give you double it!"
"Hehe! My dear brother, you can't give me what I gave him!..."
Miava smiled charmingly and strode forward. She took over Qiyan's position and pressed against Qiqini's body from behind. The familiar feeling of fullness came to her instantly. Then, the woman gently stretched out her arms, hugged her brother tightly, whispered in the man's ear, and exhaled.
"After all, you are not a woman..."
