Chapter Seventy-Three: The High Priest of the Yan Clan (6)

On this day, after seeing "Yu Jin" from a distance, the high priest of Heshuo invited Ji Sheng to drink together. In the past, he went to the sea of clouds alone to drink alone, but today, why did he change his temperament?

It's dusk, but it's not a good time to spend a full moon. I had turned him down, and I was somewhat surprised that he could invite me so easily. "It's not an invitation, the high priest wants me to drink, just order."

He was hit by Ji Sheng, just smiled and poured two glasses of wine: "Ji Sheng, you have always hated me." ”

Ji Sheng does not deny, that is, admit, yes, he hates him.

"Perhaps, I know why you hate me, and I know that this cannot be changed. And I, knowing that I can't keep it, do a lot of stupid things. He drank the wine in one gulp, the lotus flower between his eyebrows became more and more gorgeous, and when he looked up, he saw the black and oppressive dark clouds descending.

At the same time, the sound of golden armor thunder suddenly rose.

Ji Sheng was shocked when he heard what he said. Could it be that he already recognizes it? How is it possible, if you recognize him, how could you not think that she would take revenge, how could she easily fall into his trap and be held by the fairy world.

"There must be a lot of heavenly soldiers and generals who come here, and I don't know if today's wine is not enough."

Ji Sheng remained silent, "It's better for Ji Sheng to go to the wine cellar first and get a few more jars of wine." ”

Ji Sheng knew that the High Priest of Heshuo already knew that he was a traitor, so he shook his head and handed a glass of wine to Ji Sheng, "Accompany me for a drink." ”

knew that this glass of wine was strange, but she didn't dare to act rashly, thinking that she was almost about to succeed in revenge, even if it was poison, she was willing to do it, and she had no regrets.

In the confusion, he vaguely heard the conversation between him and the brocade immortal king, Ji Sheng's heart shrank, even if the soldiers came to the city, he still had the mood to talk about love......

"Forget all those bad names, and you'll be called Galodi in the future, okay? I'm alone with Little Di. ”

"Shall I take this bone and carve your body for you?"

"What's your name?"

"It's nice to have you by my side."

Intertwined memories kept appearing in Ji Sheng's mind, she was not Ji Sheng, not Yu Jin, not Ning An, none of them, she was Jia Luodi, he was a little Di alone!

Galodi slept for a long time, wondering if there was something strange about the glass of wine that the high priest had given her.

The warm jade bed, the brocade piled up like clouds, the smoke swirling in the crane furnace, all this is so familiar.

How could she be in an enchantment?

Could it be that the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals didn't find the enchantment that day?

Also, why did she appear in the world of the Holy and the Lord, the Holy and, yes, lift the curse!

A dead branch stumbled over Galodi's feet, and with a slight movement, the branches rustled on the ground, and the mansion was ruined without the blessing of the high priest of Heshuo.

Galodi searched for several days in the mansion, but never saw the figure of "Yu Jin". Probably "Yu Jin" was also taken away with Heshuo, after all, they are all remnants of the Yan clan. At last Galodi walked to the study of the High Priest of Heshuo, where the ebony shelves were inlaid with tortoiseshell carvings, and she had no time to look at them, and her eyes were drawn to the mistakes on the shelves.

Where are the stars, the sun and the moon piled up, I don't know what kind of material they are made of, the sun and moon are the size of a fist, and they will shine. There are machines that simulate storms and thunderstorms, shuttling on the shelves, showing four seasonal changes. The thumb-sized little man and the birds and birds should move in it from time to time, or rest, or work, a row of harmonious scenes.

She suddenly turned her head and saw that the screen was not painted with landscape figures, but with delicate drawings and some strange words.

The heart was adjusting faster and faster, and Galodi squatted on the ground, how much he was hiding from her!

She remembered, she remembered everything......