"Almost forgot the business." Seeing Ye Ming stand up from the ground, Chu Yi slapped his palm lightly, and cast his gaze towards him, "I'm hungry. Please, father, let the kitchen make another meal .¡±
Ye Ming: ""
Ye Ming: "I'll have someone cook for you right now."
So the pain I suffered just now was entirely caused by a meal?
He took a deep look at Chu Yi, and never mentioned the matter of letting Chu Yi leave. For some reason, today's Chu Yi seems to be very different from usual, and his mental state seems to be abnormal, which inexplicably makes Ye Ming feel frightened.
It seems that the nightmare designed by Chu Yi left a deep impression on Ye Ming. When he recovered from his recovery, when he faced this son, there would always be some faint sense of fear in his heart.
Chu Yi nodded, ignored Ye Tian who was paralyzed on the ground like a dead dog, and Ye Ming who had a complicated expression, turned around and left.
His state is not very good, whether it is the strange agitation in the spirit from time to time, or the signal from the cells of the body due to hunger, it makes Chu Yi feel a little irritable.
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Until finally filling his stomach, Chu Yi felt that he had finally come back to life, and his thinking that had been offline after waking up today finally returned to normal.
The brain running at high speed finally reminded Chu Yi of one thing. His cheap brother was personally sent to Baisha City by the saint of the temple¡ª¡ªit could make the other party leave the central temple and travel thousands of miles to the remote Baisha City. For the branch hall, the relationship between these two people must be unusual.
Thinking of Ye Tian's appearance of being completely numb by the torture of death, Chu Yi was really worried that the saint would come to settle accounts with him after Qiu.
In his mind, he secretly remembered that saintess as the number one potential enemy, and left the city lord's mansion calmly.
The shrine branch of Baisha City is adjacent to the City Lord's Mansion. It is a tall castle made of snow-white marble. Every morning, Chu Yi could hear the sound of prayers from the temple, accompanied by melodious bells echoing throughout Baisha City.
Chu Yi walked slowly towards the temple, with a very natural expression, just like every believer who went to the temple, and the two guards at the door did not have any doubts about him.
When Chu Yi sneaked into the back garden of the temple with an almost instinctive concealment technique that he didn't even understand, the first thing he saw was the girl in the garden who was so beautiful that she was almost otherworldly.
The warm sunshine pours down, and by the side of a clear fountain pool, unknown flowers scramble to spit out their pistils. White, pink, and gold are intertwined in a patchwork manner. Just in case of a girl.
"As expected of the holy lady of the temple" Chu Yi couldn't help sighing, "It's a pity that she is blind."
"Who is there?!"
The saint who bowed her head in prayer sharply raised her head, turned around vigilantly, and swept her eyes towards the direction where Chu Yi was hiding.
As she turned around, the delicate statue behind her was fully revealed. The towering god in snow-white robes met Chu Yi's eyes, and the strange mask on his blurred face completely attracted Chu Yi's attention.
A strange sense of familiarity rose in Chu Yi's heart, and a thought flashed subconsciously in his mind. A mask with black patterns on a white background suddenly appeared on his face. It was almost the same as the mask on the statue, but the pattern on it was clearer and the shape was more refined
"Phewit was really a long sleep."
He let out a long and comfortable breath, as if all the floating dust in his memory was poured out, and the temperament of the young man who stood still in place changed drastically in an instant.
The original youthful atmosphere and dazed look completely disappeared, replaced by a kind of indifference and emptiness.
Xiao Wang no longer concealed his figure, and calmly walked out from behind the column where he was hiding, with a natural aura of aloofness, as if turning the entire temple into his own territory.
¡ª¡ªIn a sense, this place is indeed his territory!
The saint frowned suddenly: "Chu Yi, why did you sneak in here?" And the temperament became completely different from before?
Yesterday she and Ye Tian entered the city lord's mansion together, so naturally she also met the young city lord Chu Yi. This person has a beautiful skin, but he is weak and useless, in her opinion, he is not even one percent of Ye Tian's. The only redeeming feature is to have self-knowledge, to be able to admit that he is incompetent and give up the position of young city lord to Ye Tian.
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The Holy Maiden's brows became tighter and tighter, and an obvious foxy look flashed in Xiao Wan's eyes.On the site of ??_(:3¡¹¡Ï)_
He went directly to the saint who hadn't come back to his senses, and activated the incomparably proficient art of conjuring souls. This time, he also made some small adaptations. Combined with the newly acquired dream ability, he instantly captured the saint. The woman's consciousness was drawn into an incomparably real and illusory dream.
In this dream, Xiao Xuan directly replaced Ye Tian in the memory of the saint with Ye Ming, and at the same time modified and processed the memory of the two together to make it more reasonable, and then combined it with the soul-stirring technique , directly integrated into the consciousness of the saint.
If the original illusory dream is just a dream, as long as the dreamer wakes up, it will be forgotten over time; then now that the intuition has been integrated, this dream will be deeply rooted in the dreamer's consciousness In it, people regard the false as real, and regard the illusory dream as a real memory.
In the timeline that Xiao Xuan saw, this saint would betray the temple for Ye Tian, ??and let Ye Tian step on the reputation of the temple. And she will also change from a high-ranking saint to a good wife and loving mother behind the savior
"Anyway, it is also a temple built by my brainless fans" Xiao Wang looked at the saint who was immersed in the dream, showing a satisfied smile, "the saint who devotes her whole life to the development of the temple is a good saint. "
After finishing all this, Xiao Wan didn't stay any longer, his slender hands covered the mask on his face, and disappeared into the faint ripples of space.
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Amidst the smell of mud and the fragrance of flower petals, the saint finally woke up from her dream, with some mud marks on her face.
Her dazed eyes became clear, and then she couldn't help letting out a piercing scream.
Countless pictures in the memory come one after another, and each picture shows the past when she and Ye Ming met, fell in love, hugged and kissed each other, thinking of Ye Ming's obese figure and half-dried orange peel-like face in memory
"Ouch!"
The saint couldn't help but bend down, let out a violent retching, and her face turned pale.
How could I, who was determined to dedicate my whole life to the temple before, fall in love with this kind of thing? The saint was so puzzled that she almost thought she was bewitched.
She quickly knelt down in front of the statue again, lowered her head and began to pray sincerely, hoping that the supreme god could cleanse her heart thoroughly
The outside world is really scary, and I almost lost my soul just by going out. She will leave here immediately tonight and go back to the central temple, fulfilling the vow she made since she was a child, and never leave again.
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