Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

The ten Grand Priests were still silent.

Zhu Yeguo didn't have the slightest eyebrows.

Hera woke up in Ye Haotian's complicated mood of both worry and anticipation.

Hera's awakening was a great joy for everyone in the rich manor, and to Ye Haotian's surprise, after finding out that she had lost half of her arm, Hera did not cry out in pain and despair as she imagined, and only looked at the mirror for a full hour when she saw the hideous scar on her face.

An hour later, Hera walked out of the house, with a dark brown headscarf on her head, covering half of her injured cheek, and smiled at Ye Haotian and dozens of Long Family guards guarding the door: "What are you doing looking at me, I'm fine, isn't it just a little injured?" Don't believe you, let's try it now?"

Hera shook her fist as she said this, and laughed.

Seeing this scene, all the people gathered at the door breathed a sigh of relief.

Hera is still Hera, still the simple, lively, grinning barbarian girl.

Ye Haotian's hanging heart also relaxed, he pulled Hera aside, and assured her in a serious and serious tone that he had never seen before that he would find the priest and Zhu Yeguo as soon as possible.

Hera smiled and nodded as if nothing had happened, saying she could wait.

It was over, and the previous worries seemed to be a little unnecessary, and Hera still talked and laughed at everyone, but every time she appeared, she would cover her injured face with half a cloth towel.

Hera didn't stop, and she practiced the mountain opening axe even harder than before, but when Ye Haotian proposed to let her move to the temple, she was refused.

"I loved it and would like to stay here longer. ”

Ye Haotian was not reluctant, so he stayed with Hera.

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Anyang City is built around Yunzhong Mountain.

The mountains in the clouds are towering into the clouds, and the mountainside is covered with mist all year round, and the clouds rise. On the top of the mountain, where even the powerhouses of the Seven Realms could not reach, there was a group of crystal palaces that shimmered with fluorescent light.

The highest palace in the center is paved with Yuanli spar on the ground with countless tiny runes, with the flickering of the runes, the hall is full of color and light, and eight huge statues of gods are more than 100 zhang tall standing side by side.

Directly in front of the statue, there is a six-pointed star circle full of divine light, and ten handsome young priests wearing five-colored god robes and bathed in divine radiance are sitting around the circle, singing praises to the gods.

The eight statues suddenly lit up amid the chant, and golden runes began to emerge above the circle, and a dazzling divine light descended from them, enveloping all the ten priests.

I don't know how long it took, the divine light suddenly disappeared, the illuminated idol suddenly dimmed, and those golden runes also shattered into nothingness and dissipated into the air.

The ten priests opened their eyes almost simultaneously, and each of them had an unusually complicated complexion.

The thin-faced priest sitting in the south direction opened his lips and slowly spit out two words: "Divine War!"

The voice was deep and solemn, obviously not deliberately loud, but it spread to every corner of the Crystal Palace.

A slightly chubby priest on his left nodded, and said with a solemn expression, "Divine War." ”

"God War. ”

Sitting on the right side of the thin-faced priest was a beautiful goddess official, her lips trembled slightly, and she also spit out two words.

"God War. ”

"God War. ”

The other seven priests spoke one after another, each repeating the same words.

When the last priest also spit out these two words with difficulty, the hall instantly fell silent.

Ten Divine Officers and the same oracle means that the eight Divine Kings of the Heavenly Domain have finally reached a common will.

Meanwhile.

Sitting on the top floor of the temple tower, an old man as tall as a mountain, with two golden curved horns on his head, and a slender fleshy whisker on his face that curved and writhed like tentacles, slowly opened his eyes.

Two purple-gold lightning bolts suddenly struck in the empty hall, and the five red-robed high priests sitting around him raised their heads at the same time, looking at the old man in shock, each with fanatical anticipation and indescribable unease on their faces.

"His Holiness the Pope. ”

Zhuo An's voice trembled and asked, "Has the oracle of Lord Demon God arrived?"

The old man with the golden horn nodded slowly, and a hollow and void voice reached the ears of Zhuo An and the other four high priests.

"God War!"

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"Hera, let's get married. ”

A month has passed in a blink of an eye, the scorching hot summer is gradually gone, the coolness of autumn quietly pours into Anyang, the sky is starry, the moon is hanging high, Ye Haotian sat in the courtyard with Hera, looking at the distant starry sky and finally confided out this sentence that had been held back for a long time.

Hera's soft body instantly stiffened, and the hand holding the flying lock trembled, and the big axe fell to the ground.

"According to barbarian customs, you have long been my wife. But this is the Great Xia Kingdom, and I want to officially marry you in the customs of the Great Xia Kingdom...... Would you like to?"

Ye Haotian stared at Hera softly, for fear that she would refuse.

Hera lowered her head and was silent, silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ye Haotian held her hand. Hera's hands had not become rough from years of axe practice, and her skin was still smooth and soft, but it was as cold as freezing at this time.

"Actually, I should have told you a long time ago, just to be promoted to the inner sanctum, I have been busy cultivating, and now that I have won the first place in the inner sanctum, it's time to think about our affairs. By the way, don't think that I did this because you were injured to make you happy, because there is no need at all, in fact, I liked you when I first saw you in the tribe, but you also know that I can't let go of Zhuzhu and Su Ning'er in my heart, so it has been delayed until now, are you willing?" Ye Haotian explained softly.

Hera looked up, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Don't you dislike me? I have a broken arm, and there is no way to protect you anymore, and my face is so spent, that even I look ugly. ”

"How so. When you find the Great Priest, the wound on your face will be healed soon, and there is no way to connect your arm, even if it really can't be healed, I still like you. Ye Haotian gently hugged Hera in his arms.

"What you said is true?"

Hera's voice was a cry.

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