"You people are so daring. How will the priests let you despise! Forgive your sins, forgive your sins, and ask God not to condemn them. The old man who walked in front of Mo Qingye cried and shouted directly and knelt on the ground. I can't stop kowtowing.

His son was about to cry, and limped forward to pull his father up.

", who's your son!" The old man was so angry that he pushed his son, and crawled to his knees and crawled over to the old man's faction. The devout priestly sect over there.

"Oops, Dad." The young man was about to cry, and he could only stomp his feet in anger, and then followed. Compared with his father, it is still his father who is more important. Who let him have three brothers who are away from home, and he must not be killed when he returns?

Mo Qingye and the others looked at all this coldly, "There is still an hour before the priest reaches the heavens to listen." The great master said silently. They did not dare to look at those who were still praying.

Since ancient times, there have been witches, and it was only when he and tourmaline were there that these were carried forward. Tourmaline is kind-hearted, he is boring. From the boredom in the past, to the fact that she simply wanted to keep this place for Tourmaline and wait for her to come back. But there is one thing that he has never penetrated into the lives of these people. It's just to solve it casually when Da Zhou has big troubles, for him, tourmaline is the most important thing. These people are just incidental.

Even he didn't listen to the people's wishes once. For him, what he does is the law of their survival.

Even if he can't interfere much with the Heavenly Dao that follows the way, many times he does have the ability. It's just that he doesn't want to.

Before, he hadn't even looked at those who believed in him. The people who trust him. Hurried to and fro, staying for no more than a quarter of an hour. I never saw those people in my eyes.

There was some bitterness in the eyes of the great master, he seemed to have done something wrong.

But if he watched Tourmaline's body rot into the soil and didn't extract the Great Zhou Spiritual Qi, he couldn't do it. But now, listening to the sacrificial words coming from all directions, the prayers that are faintly muttering around me. Suddenly there was some faltering.

"It's always good to come out and see more." Mo Qingye said lightly, and he didn't know whether to say it to himself or to the great teacher.

Bai Zijin grew up in the National Teacher's Mansion since he was a child, and he also knows a little about the Great Teacher. For example, his master is far from being as concerned about the world as the outside world sees, such as the coldness of the great teacher. None of these are any. It's just that his heart can't fit anyone else.

Sometimes he has compassion for the world. Master, after all, is not what they imagined. What he gives is charity. It is not a blessing to all peoples.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little resentful. But I also know that I can't change it.

Xiao Changning saw that he was in an unhappy mood. Pursed his thin lips. Apricot eyes were slightly confused. Partial head. went to take Bai Zijin's hand.

"Let's go, go up and have a look. Some people are really itchy. Mo Qingye sneered. One hand on his stomach and the other on his waist. Quite a little waved his hand to point to the posture of the country.

Bai Zijin glanced at her silently, and he didn't have any thoughts in his heart. Master, you are in the past tense. What's the matter, girl, your domineering side leaked.

Suddenly tiptoed down and looked at the righteous and awe-inspiring back of the city lord. Suddenly I felt some sympathy for him.

Mo Qingye and the others did not pass through the middle aisle, the two parties were clearly distinguished, many people were still a family, but they were divided into two factions, and the two sides were noisy and noisy. At this time, if someone walks through the middle, I am afraid that it is the real wind.

Mo Qingye walked away from the priest's faction with her waist in her hands, no matter what, her heart was warm. Some people also gave her a place. Yuan asked, girl, are you also here to get some blessings? Yes, yes, the priest is the most powerful, and your future children will be people with great luck.

Mo Qingye thanked them one by one, and occasionally stood down to listen to their wishes, and listened to their gratitude to the National Teacher's Mansion for guarding them for many years. They know how to be grateful.

The great master hung his head slightly and didn't speak, but his ears were listening carefully to what those people were saying. He didn't even pay attention to it, and the depression in his heart that dissipated because of the tourmaline figure dissipated. Instead, a sense of guilt rose. Yes, he felt guilty.

It was full of people, all with a tone full of piety. Talking about the great teacher many years ago.

More people also noticed him, but they were a little sorry to see that he had white hair and was young. Others told him to pay more respects to the priest later, and maybe he would be saved.

He wanted to laugh, but he wanted to cry. 's heart is blocked, it seems to be the same as when Tourmaline left him and chose that person.

"See, these are the people you once blessed. They're thanking you. Mo Qingye said softly, the crowd was crowded, but for the sake of her being pregnant, someone let her.

"You're going to save them, right?" The Great Master suddenly stopped and raised his head slightly. The cold face was instantly exposed to the eyes of those pious people.

Some people around him secretly gasped when they saw his face, and the older ones seemed to feel a little familiar. But seeing that he is not very old, and he is still so young, he only feels that he has missed something.

Mo Qingye looked at him with a smile, turned around and walked forward. Firm footsteps. "These are also the people who trust me." The voice was faint, and the words were scattered in the breeze as soon as they came out.

She is a short-term person, and the people she wants to protect can't be bullied by God. Mo Qingye silently looked up at the hot weather.

Before he could reach the front, Mo Qingye stopped his steps. Watch from afar.

On the altar sat a woman with a slightly bulging belly, with a light veil on her face and picturesque eyebrows. It is indifferent and peaceful. The crown prince and the sixth prince stood under the altar with a somewhat tense face.

The incense burned on the altar was almost exhausted, and it was necessary to sacrifice for half an hour at most.

Legend has it that a priest's words can shock the world, change wind and rain, and shake the heavens and the earth. But at this time, the sky was cloudless, and there was still a heat and dryness. Even the people with them are bored.

The city lord stood below with a gloomy face, and on the opposite side was Yuan Song standing quietly, and in front of him were pious people blocking him. They were not allowed to interrupt the sacrifice of the adults.

"Prince, the lower officials dare to ask your lord to give an explanation to thousands of people in Nancheng! The subordinate officials have been in his position for more than ten years, and he has always been conscientious and does not dare to be sloppy. This Nancheng is the children who grew up under the care of the lower officials, how can they see the vitality of the southern city cut off, even if the prince wants to punish the lower officials, the lower officials will not dare to complain! I also hope that the prince will give the people of Nancheng a chance! The Golden City Lord looked at the people on the altar who were not affected by half a point, and his eyes deepened.

The daughter standing in front of him frowned slightly. Look at his father, and then look at the opposing people, pursed his lips and did not speak. (To be continued.) )