Teacher Fan Lin's body shook slightly, she didn't expect Huang Shaotian to ask such a question, let alone that the martial arts master had such a heavy status in Huang Shaotian's mind!

That person's words and deeds were enough to affect Huang Shaotian's judgment and choice!

Without waiting for Fan Lin to answer, Huang Shaotian resolutely raised his head and said with a smile: "Teacher, if Brother Wuhao is here, he will probably rush to his companions' side as soon as possible to protect them and avenge them!"

Whether it is scheming or calculation, these are all things that those scheming old people are used to considering, and young people like us only need to have enthusiasm!"

After listening to Huang Shaotian's answer, Fan Lin couldn't help but laugh dumbly, in her nearly twenty years of career as a priest, she had never heard such an interesting answer, this was the first time!

Perhaps, this is the unique spirit and passion of young talents!

"Divine Officer Huang, you didn't convince me, but I respect your choice! From the moment you step out of the door of the Bright Dragon Temple, you only represent your own personal will, not the Bright Dragon Temple, which means that you can't use any power in the temple, you can only rely on yourself, are you willing to accept this condition?" Teacher Fan Lin asked.

Huang Shaotian smiled and said, "Teacher, I never thought of using the power of the Bright Dragon Temple, and I never thought that the power of the Bright Dragon Temple was those temple knights, temple guards and priests, those were just secular surface powers, and there was no difference between them and normal armies." The true power of the Bright Dragon God should be here!

Huang Shaotian pointed to the location of his heart and said with a smile like a flower.

Do what you feel is right and what you should do, and your heart will be filled with courage and strength!

At this moment, the girl's whole person seemed to be glowing, Teacher Fan Lin took half a step back in surprise, her face was full of surprise, and when she looked at Huang Shaotian, she suddenly had a wonderful feeling.

Maybe the divine decree passed down by the thunder great priest when he was leaving was not selfish, but the real dragon god's will!

The girl priest in front of her, she is the dragon god's walk in the mortal world.

The Temple of the Bright Dragon has been decaying for too long, and it needs new blood, new young people to change it!

At this moment, not only Fan Lin, but even the temple guards around them all looked at Huang Shaotian with surprise on their faces.

Because they felt that something seemed to have changed in the body of this young priest, and the aura in her body became more and more sacred and bright, exuding a vigorous vitality, which was particularly attractive.

Maybe that's why the Bright Dragon God chose her!

Huang Shaotian strode away from the Bright Dragon Temple and walked alone on the street.

The girl's white priest's robe was very eye-catching, but she couldn't care about it that much.

She had to meet someone as soon as possible and go to his side! Because this feeling of uncertainty and insecurity was simply a torment for her, a great torment.

At this moment, there was a cheerful sound of horses' hooves behind him.

A carriage appeared beside Huang Shaotian in time, and it was the round-faced temple guard Huang Xuan just now, as well as his team leader, the middle-aged man who looked quite vicissitudes.

The two of them did not continue to wear the armor of the temple guards, but changed into civilian clothes, and the elated Huang Xuan smiled: "Get in the car!"

Huang Shaotian was stunned for a moment, she didn't move!

At this time, the captain of the temple guard squad next to him grinned, smiled, and said, "Come on! It's okay! It's Grand Priest Fan Lin who asked us to help you." Now we are not protecting you as Temple Guards, but as friends. ”

Huang Shaotian's heart suddenly swelled with a warm current, she nodded and jumped into the carriage.

Huang Xuan, a round-faced young man, raised his horsewhip and said loudly, "Where are we going now?"

Huang Shaotian thought for a while and said, "Go to Master Wuhao's Mansion." ”

The whip fell, and the sound of horses' hooves resounded through the long street.

Hurry up, and it took less than a stick of incense for the three of them to come to the door of Master Wuhao's mansion.

Huang Shaotian jumped out of the carriage, strode forward, and pushed open the courtyard door of Master Wuhao's mansion.

This mansion is quiet, like a haunted house, and there is no longer the lively atmosphere of the year, nor the grandeur of the temple guards guarding the door.

Huang Shaotianjing pushed open the gate and walked into the courtyard.

happened to see a few people in the courtyard, they were sitting around the table, steaming above their heads, this scene made Huang Shaotian feel relieved in addition to being surprised.

Because these people are actually playing the side stove, that is, eating hot pot.

On the table in front of them was a large pot of food, steaming, and large chunks of meat were tumbling in the pan with a fragrant aroma.

These heartless guys, they are still eating hot pot, which means that the assassination should not be a big problem.

Huang Shaotian subconsciously thought a lot in his heart, looked at it, and found that the guy who was sitting with his back to him was covered with bandages, this man was shirtless, and the scars on his back, large and small, were intertwined, like a broken and bare mountain.

The latest wound on his body was from his chest through his back, only half an inch from his heart, although it had been bandaged, there were still faint traces of blood through the cotton cloth, which showed the depth of this stab, almost killing him.

This person turned to ashes, Huang Shaotian also recognized it, and he didn't need to look at it to know that he was Tu Shanming!

The one sitting directly opposite Tu Shanming, the big horse golden sword, not angry and self-assured, that is the number one strong man under the command of the martial master, Long Zhanye.

Long Zhanye sat upright, with his war knife on his left hand, although the knife was not unsheathed, it invisibly exuded a fierce killing intent.

Along with them were two of the three heroes of black blood, Xiao Ning and Zhao Liehammer, who were also famous figures in Tianzun Divine City.

At the beginning, after the black-blooded cavalry guard camp was split by the six princes and given to the master of Wuhao, the three heroes of the black-blooded have gradually withdrawn from the historical stage of the Divine City, and they are concentrating on following the master of Wuhao.

This time, I didn't expect that two of the three heroes of black blood would come to the Divine City.

They were supposed to be guarding the Hongliu Mansion over there, where there were the veins and huge wealth of the martial masters, and they could not afford to lose.

When the four people who ate hot pot saw Huang Shaotian, they all smiled and nodded in unison.

The two temple guards behind Huang Shaotian looked at this heroic foursome, and they felt a little frightened for no reason.

Don't look at these four people eating hot pot and singing songs, drinking some wine and having fun, but the momentum exuded by the four of them is extremely powerful, and the killing intent is sharp and suffocating.

Lord Wu Hao is not here, but these four have already gathered together in the Divine City, and others don't need to think about it to know that something big will happen.

With the character of these people, Tu Shanming was seriously injured, how could they not seek justice?

Huang Shaotian stepped forward calmly, also picked a place to sit down, stared at the bottom of the hot soup churning, and asked after a while, "Are you all okay?"

Tu Shanming laughed, but his smile immediately touched the wounds on his body, making him grin in pain.

"How can there be? Who am I? I am invincible!"

Zhao Liehammer also laughed on the side: "His Majesty the Pope is not here to care about you, why are you excited?"

Huang Shaotian was a little embarrassed, and asked softly, "He, he's okay, right?"

The four of them actually knew who he was in Huang Shaotian's mouth, and the only one who could make the future Pope, the beautiful priest Huang Shaotian, so worried, except for Lord Wuhao, was the lucky rice worm.

Although everyone knows that Mi Xiaoworm's true identity is Mi Chong, the sixteenth prince of Tianzun Divine City, none of these people take his identity as a prince seriously, but his own little brother, as the little tail next to Lord Wuhao.