The priest's eyes were finally good.

He looked at Shao Zongyan who had entered the tent to deliver porridge, and never mentioned the word "goddess" again, nor did he call him an angel - although the customer service now has two wings glued to it, and it is more like an angel than when he first met him - he took the steaming porridge bowl, bowed his head and thanked him, bit his dry and pale lips and asked, "I know you are not a mortal, can you take me back to Ulica?" If there is you and that ...... I will definitely be able to expose Ning Yuan's true face and prevent this unbelieving liar from defiling the divine marriage ceremony! ”

Since it is the customer's request...... Shao Zongyan took his hand and checked his pulse, and nodded slightly: "You eat the meal first, and then drink a pair of medicines later, and I will take you down the mountain when the heat subsides." ”

Xin's hand holding the porridge bowl trembled slightly, and the spoon made a small crumbling sound on the edge of the bowl, obviously weak to the extreme. He grabbed the handle of the spoon hard, and nodded towards Shao Zongyan: "I won't trouble the two of you too much, as long as I stop this wedding, as long as I let everyone know that Ning Yuan is not a true believer and is not worthy of concluding a divine marriage, I can ignore anything else...... His voice suddenly lowered a little, knelt down, approached Shao Zongyan and said, "I remember, Yuan Yang Canghua...... The goddess who guided me into the illusion explained to me that you are also gods, but not the great gods I believe in, so I won't ask for more. ”

Oh, my God! Finally, there is a customer who doesn't treat their Yuan Yang Canghua as a pirated game that can't be played! Manager Shao's heart was extremely excited, and he leaned into his ear, and also replied in a mysterious and mysterious whisper: "You're right, distinguished customer, this game is a large-scale immortal cultivation online game carefully produced and published by the Thousand Mirages Pavilion of the Yuan Yang Great World, not the kind of thing that cheats money!" Thank you for your trust and support of our game, so you're welcome, I'll make it happen to you, no matter what you wish. ”

The whisper was so beautiful that it rang in Xin's ears with great temptation. For a moment, he forgot to breathe, and his eyes flashed with a fiery light: "What if...... What if I wanted to see the kingdom of the great god Uliutu? You're a god with such omniscient powers, so can you show me for myself the gods I've served for many years? ”

"Okay, I'll take you to that higher world."

Generally speaking, the small worlds are all infant universes born from the large world, and the myths and legends of this world may have been transmitted by the ascended people from the corresponding large worlds, but they may also have been compiled by the locals in the long history. But in any case, even if you can't see the Uliwutu god that the customer wants, it is not difficult to take the customer to see the world to which the local belongs.

――If there is really no such god, the big deal is to let the customer go to the immortal version to practice by himself, and in the future, if there is a cultivation, he will change his name to Uli Wutubei.

Shao Daochang thought without any psychological burden, put down a jar of sugar-pickled osmanthus to deliver porridge to customers, and turned around and walked out of the tent.

He came out at the right time, the fish fillets in the pot had been broken, and the translucent butterfly slices that were bloodshot when they entered the pot were now all tender and white, and even the soup was poured into a sea bowl covered with bean sprouts, lettuce and tofu skin, and a spoonful of sizzling fried chili oil was poured on top, and the aroma of the whole bowl of fish was stirred out with a "whoosh".

Although Yan Hanjiang has jumped over the dragon gate and become a real dragon, his preference for fish is also as persistent as before, and he took the initiative to move out small tables and chairs, and lay out the household food by the pond to eat. After all, he is now married and is going to live a good life, not only will he help set the dishes, but also scoop out the rice and ask Shao Zongyan if he wants to cook.

Seeing the smile in his eyes, the warriors who had been worried about being killed by him since they met also quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The team leader who was most loyal to Ning Yuan took the opportunity to ask tentatively: "Does the Kingdom of God use this 'stir-fried' method to cook dishes?" Then His Royal Highness Ning Yuan should also be from the Kingdom of God, and others don't understand this way of cooking, maybe you just didn't expect other envoys to come? ”

If he could give him a taste, he should be able to pick out a little more similarities between this food and the food made by His Highness Ning Yuan. The eyes of the five warriors fell uncontrollably on the pot of bright red fish soup, and watched as the sky used two wooden sticks to pinch out the snow-white fish fillets and feed them to the mouth of another indifferent and lonely angel.

The angels did not eat quickly, except for the fillet and picked up a transparent and slender vegetable in the basin to eat, and the warriors recognized the sprouts that the beans had drawn out at that time. Ulica also has similar beans, and His Royal Highness Ning Yuan also made beans into bean sprouts, sometimes grinding them into milky yellow and sweet soy milk, giving His Majesty the king a taste of this unique delicacy of the kingdom of God. However, the slender strip-shaped thing at the bottom His Royal Highness Ning Yuan had never done before, and he always felt that the thing was softer and swelling than before cooking, and it seemed to be soaked in dripping red oil soup, and it must be soft and fragrant when he took a bite...... I just don't know what it tastes like.

Will the spicy smell that smells a little choking taste the same? No, how could the food of the Kingdom of God be choked, it definitely didn't taste so exciting, maybe it was as delicious as the thick soup prepared by His Royal Highness Ning Yuan for His Majesty the King......

The five of them swallowed their saliva silently, expecting the two angels to give them a mouthful of hot soup for these poor people who braved the wind and snow to go up the mountain, but they also knew in their hearts that those of them who had offended the darling of the great god were still alive because of angelic mercy, and there should be no more delusions. In such a contradictory mood, they forced themselves not to look at the pot of delicacies, but instead looked at the ordinary boiled lamb chops on the fire - although they would be hungry when they looked at it, but knowing the taste of the boiled lamb chops in clear water, they would not have such a fierce appetite when they thought about it!

The five of them were comforting themselves, Shao Zongyan put down his chopsticks, fished out the mutton, and inserted it by the fire pit to dry and smoke it for a while, but he was not in a hurry to cut the meat, but burned another pot of oil. The oil was also liquid in the cold wind, golden and transparent, flowing like honey oil applied by a noble girl, and like fresh sweet honey from the forest, which quickly gurgled and boiled away on the fire, and then Shao Zongyan threw the dried lamb chops into the oil.

The oil boiled like boiling water, wrapped in the cooked lamb chops, and the mutton soaked in the oil slowly became the same golden brown, and the skin and flesh bulged slightly, as if a layer of charred shell had been fried. After frying the underside, he removed a few branches to make the oil tumble less violently, and then turned over the noodles and fried them straight and backwards, making a piece of ordinary-looking lamb chops crispy and tempting.

When the mutton is cut, the fat is squeezed out with the knife, and the lamb inside is stewed softly, and the shell creaks with the knife, which looks like barbecue, but it is more tender than barbecue. Shao Zongyan also fried onions and potatoes with the oil of the lamb chops, of course, they were all cut by the kitchen knife that was extremely sacred in the eyes of the soldiers, but at this time, no one cared whether the kitchen knife was an artifact or not.

The knife was used to cut meat, and there were eight ribs in all, just enough for the five of them and the two angels...... Plus Priest Xin's one by one. Pine nut porridge doesn't have their share, fish soup doesn't have their share, at least mutton should have it, right? Sheep is not a rare thing like fresh fish, not to mention that the two of them have eaten a large pot of fish, and they should be full......

But no. After Shao Zongyan set the plate, he took a piece of fried brown ribs, handed the pork ribs to Yan Hanjiang's mouth, and thoughtfully persuaded him: "The snow is cold, it will be warmer to eat some mutton." He also took a rib in his mouth, fried a pair of recovery soup for the customer while eating, and after eating, he put the client into the tent, and by the way, he took out the used porridge bowl and brushed it together.

The five warriors on the edge of the cliff were cold and hungry, and looked at him in the cold wind, and finally understood that this seemingly amiable angel was no better tempered than the cold and ignorant man. They must have not eaten or drunk, but if they spent the night hungry in such a cold place, even if they were all strong warriors, they would have fallen ill when they returned. Seeing that it was getting late, the warriors had to bite the bullet and ask, "Lord Angel, what are you going to ......do next?" What are Priest Xin's plans? ”

Shao Zongyan asked casually, "When did your king and that false god son get married?" ”

His Royal Highness Ning Yuan is not necessarily fake...... The captain only dared to retort in his heart, lowered his head and replied honestly: "Tomorrow." Tomorrow morning the last prayer is given, after which the Son of God will be honored by the priests as a stand-in for the great god Uriutu, after which a pre-divine wedding will be held in the temple and a secular wedding will be held in the royal palace in the evening. ”

"That time is enough," Shao Zongyan glanced at the sleeping customer through the tent, and said lightly, "You can find a place to rest by the fire." There is still some food left in the pot, don't mind just try it, there is rice by the fire, you can cook some food by yourself when you are hungry. ”

He got up and set up a new tent, and openly lived in it with Yan Hanjiang. The five warriors, who had been frightened and stimulated all afternoon, dared to bend down and rub their legs, went to the fire pit and filled the remaining bean sprouts, potatoes and onions, broke the bread and threw it into the spicy soup to soak. After eating, a hot heat came out of my stomach, resisting the cold of the wind and snow.

When their will-shattering hunger was over, they realized something more important: those two angels were going to destroy the marriage! They didn't care about supporting Divine Officer Xin, and they didn't recognize the sanctity of His Highness Ning Yuan!

None of them dared to sleep or flee that night, but they watched as the night grew darker, and the sky shone brightly again, and the time for the marriage of God was approaching. It was supposed to be the best moment in the country, but at this time they all knew that these two angels would be the time bomb to destroy that moment, and the more His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness Ning Yuan looked forward to this happiness, the deeper the pain would suffer when the two angels appeared.

After a long night's suffering, their fear became numb, and it was not until the two angels who had come for Priest Xin came out of their small tents that they realized that it was dawn.

At the foot of the mountain, in the city of Kamon, the capital of Ulica, forty-two sacred bells had already struck above the temple, and the divine son Ning Yuan was taken by the hand by the new priest and sent to bathe in a bath filled with milk, honey, and sesame oil. The servants of the gods cleansed his body, smeared his skin with perfume, and changed into snow-white cashmere robes and hand ornaments made for the wedding, and painted sacred words on his body.

His hair is not as long as that of ordinary people, and he has to add a wig to the end of his hair, which is coiled into the hairstyle of the great god Uliutu in religious paintings. The costume lasted several hours, and it was not until dawn that he was dressed as a living god on earth, holding a scepter of supreme divine power, and walking through a carpet sprinkled with fresh flower petals, where the servants and guards along the way bowed to him.

His new husband, Mawson, the greatest conqueror in the history of the country, was waiting for him there. As a young man, he had seen the life of this king from history: he conquered the continent in war, large and small, and established a dynasty that spanned half the continent; He was loyal to the god Xin, who was the object of his marriage, and he did not marry a wife after achieving the unification of divine power and royal power through the divine marriage, and passed the throne to his nephew on his deathbed; He is handsome and majestic, and just a few blurry pictures in the history books attract many people to chase him...... And now, this person who could only be imagined through the annals of history is about to become him.

He will take the place of the fortunate priest, with the loyal love of Mawson and the noble status of a son and queen. A smile flowed from the bottom of Ning Yuan's heart to his entire face, and he quickened his pace as much as possible within the scope of etiquette, and couldn't wait to walk towards the outside of the hall.