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More than a dozen hens lined up in an orderly manner, followed by a colorful big rooster strolling leisurely in the yard. Suddenly, the door opened, and out of it came a beautiful young woman in her twenties, she had a big belly, and with a bamboo dustpan in her hand, she grabbed a handful of corn husks and spilled them out. At the moment of the food, the big rooster was unmoved, still leaning up on his proud neck, walking forward step by step without squinting. The nimble neck swayed from side to side, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that there was no "chicken" behind him, and the hen door had already thrown off it, and formed a ball in the distance, pecking hard at the grain husk on the ground.

The male's dignity was violated, and the big rooster was furious, and with a "cluck" roar, one pair of wings opened, and after a few powerful flappings, he jumped up and jumped straight on the back of one of the hens, and pecked twice on it with its sharp beak.

Before it could experience the taste of pride, the young woman flew up to meet it.

"I'll let you bully it." Lu Xiaoyadai raised her eyebrows, her face was full of anger, and she shouted: "People give birth to children for you, and you still bully others, I will kick you to death, I will kick!" Do you still dare to hide? You are not allowed to eat today! ”

"Yo-heh." The wooden door of the room next to him opened, and Wang Jie carefully helped Hanshuang out slowly, laughing and teasing as he walked: "Early in the morning, Xiaoya, why are you so angry, that provoked you?" ”

These couples got married on the same day, and the days of being parents were not far apart, and after entering Yinan, they became neighbors, and they had excellent feelings, and they didn't have many scruples when they joked.

The pungent side was seen, and Lu Xiaoya was a little embarrassed. "Uncle Hule went up the mountain to hunt, and the men went with him, why are you still here?"

"I can't go." Wang Jie doted on Hanshuang and said with a smile: "I have to watch her, in case she goes out, she has to sneak out to practice again." If something happens to the whole thing, I can't explain it to my dead father.

"Look down on people less." Hanshuang didn't appreciate it, and snorted coldly: "I'm not so delicate, why don't we practice together?" Let you have one hand. ”

"Ouch, how dare I do it with you, now it's two little ancestors." Wang Jie looked ruffian and grinned.

At this moment, there was a sharp knock on the door outside the hospital. After moving a chair and helping Hanshuang sit down, Wang Jie stepped forward to open the door. Outside the door stood a middle-aged man in his thirties, with thick eyebrows and a square face, very rugged. He glanced inside and asked, "Is the Frost Protector there?" ”

"Inside, come in."

After being admitted to the hospital, the man saw Hanshuang and hurriedly walked forward and saluted. "My subordinates have seen the Dharma Protector."

The people of the temple? Hanshuang looked at him. "What?"

"Protector of the Dharma, the Holy King has returned to the temple. My subordinates have come to inform you that in two days, the Holy King will worship the heavens in the Thundering Mountain, and please come to the Dharma Protector on time. ”

"The Holy King is back?" Frosty complexion. "Okay, I'll be there early." As soon as she finished speaking, she was slightly stunned and glanced at the man suspiciously. "Look at your face, you're not from the herald's camp?"

The man's face remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "My subordinates were originally stationed on the seventeenth floor, and they were only transferred to the herald camp recently. ”

"Oh, there you go." There are 30,000 guards in the temple, and no one can recognize them all. didn't dwell on it for too long, and Hanshuang was relieved.

The same scene is constantly being played out in various tribes in Shanyue. The Holy King's sacrifice to the heavens is a major event, and in the past, there would always be a month's notice in advance, in addition to giving all ethnic groups sufficient time to prepare, and more importantly, to maintain its solemnity. This time only two or three days in advance, it was too hasty, everyone felt a little strange in their hearts, but they did not dare to delay, and after making preparations, they set off on the road one after another, heading for Lei Ming Mountain.

Three days went by in a flash. Early in the morning, Ben Lei personally welcomed Jiang Yun and his party out of the room.

The temple guards he had at his disposal were only a small fraction of them, and he was already understaffed, so he kept most of them in order to prevent accidents. Except for Ben Lei and Martha, the entourage only brought more than a hundred people, and the trip seemed a little chilling, which was not the same as the scale of the previous Blue Sacrifice to the sky.

However, in terms of face, Ben Lei didn't care too much, he was proud of the spring breeze at the moment.

It doesn't take much time to worship the heavens, and after half a day, he is about to become the new holy king, and from then on he will be in power, and the beauty will be in his arms. From the bottom of his heart, Ben Lei is very grateful to Jiang Yun, for this plan, he promised to make him and Martha's child the crown prince after the founding of the country in the future, so it will be difficult to explain to Mengluo. But now it's different, with the "legal" procedure of Jiang Yun's Zen position, plus the identity of the god son, he no longer has to look at the faces of the three old guys. For the sake of the power in his hands, he has even begun to think in advance about whether to secretly eradicate these three old things.

After the sacrifice, his good days were coming, and in a happy mood, he didn't even notice the mocking look on Jiang Yun's lips from beginning to end.

Jiang Yunxiang prides himself on being "a spotless beautiful boy, an honest and reliable little Langjun". But whoever wants to believe him is really stupid. If the textbooks in school are mainly about insidiousness, Jiang Yun has obviously finished his master's degree and is working on a doctorate. As for Ben Lei, he has just graduated from preschool and plans to enter elementary school.

is also the top of the thundering mountain, the last time it was Jiang Lan, this time, it was him who ran thunder.

Under the "protection" of five Ceylonese guards, Jiang Yun and his party walked out of the temple and headed towards Lei Ming Mountain.

Along the way, Jiang Yun was always indifferent and didn't say a word. Such an attitude made Ji Luo anxious in his eyes. She quietly approached Lu Xun and whispered, "Sister Xun'er, what should I do?" You see that Xianggong doesn't do anything, he doesn't really plan to send us out, right? ”

"Silly girl." Lu Xun smiled slightly. "To be the wife of the Jiang family, the first thing you have to learn is to believe in him. You love to hide everything in your heart, and it's hard for him to reveal some rumors to you in advance. Rest assured, he never let me down. ”

As a woman, while loving her husband, you must firmly believe in him and worship him. Lu Xun did this. In addition to the evil wind, she is also Jiang Yun's brainless fan. The difference is that the trust of the evil wind is blind and unfounded. But Lu Xun's trust in Jiang Yun comes from his past life and the experiences he once had together.

As she said, Jiang Yun has never disappointed her, and has always been her most solid support.

Ji Luo really wanted to force himself to believe Jiang Yun, but it was really difficult. The two didn't get along for a long time, and the only difficulty they encountered together was that Jiang Yun let people take away life and death without knowing it, and they met again after a year. In her heart, this Xianggong is a joke, where does she have any magical powers.

After thinking about it, it was finally difficult to rest assured, so she quietly rubbed Xu Huanting again. "Is there a way?"

The corners of General Xiao Xu's mouth were slightly hooked, showing an unusually good-looking smile. "Huh."

“。。。”

After a short time, the group had come to the top of the Thundering Mountain, beside the altar.

Revisiting the old place, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and Jiang Yun couldn't help but ask Ben Lei beside him. "Do you believe that there are ancestral gods in this world?"

"What do you say?" Ben Lei sneered. "If you can use the things that you boast about and coax the barbarians, how can you really believe them?"

Jiang Yun smiled and stopped talking.

When everyone came to the altar, Ben Lei consciously retreated a few steps to the side, almost all of them came, and he couldn't show anything unusual in front of everyone. Watching Jiang Yun walk towards the altar step by step, his heart gradually became restless.

For this day, Ben Lei has been preparing for too long. One of the most difficult things to do was to completely pull out the entire Ceylon tribe from the glory of the ancestral gods, for which he worked hard for eight years, using the power of the temple to cooperate with his grandfather to eradicate the diehards in the clan one by one. tried every means to win Monro's favor and establish a relationship with the elders of the temple, in order to maintain his image, the holy concubine he had received from Jiang Yun at the beginning was offered as a bodhisattva, and he didn't even dare to touch a finger.

But he finally got to wait. When Jiang Yun finished the next paragraph, all his efforts would be rewarded.

The Ancestral God Sect belongs to him.