Na,

You are the god of wood spirits,

You are one of the faithful oracles of the Templar Goddess,

You are the daughter of the fog weaver,

I pray that your radiance will return to the Nether!

……

Black and white.

After confirming the word "na" at the beginning of the prayer again, An Ying became more and more suspicious that the Black Bow Weaver Girl was just like him as Aixing.

"Anying, recite the prayer quickly, remember to be pious, maybe the Black Bow Weaver Fog Girl will appear for you!"

An Ying's thoughts were interrupted by a crisp and melodious voice like a wind chime, and he looked back at Feng Ling with a warm smile like a warm breeze.

Putting away his thoughts about guessing the identity of the Black Bow Weaver Girl, An Ying looked at the statue of the Black Bow Weaver Girl again.

Regardless of whether the Black Bow Weaver Fog Girl was his countryman or not, it was extremely dangerous for him to recite this prayer.

But now that the arrow is on the line, he has to send it!

Although he was very reluctant to recite the prayer, he was afraid that he would arouse Feng Ling's suspicion because he didn't dare to read the prayer, so he still stubbornly recited the prayer.

"Now, you're ......"

With each additional word, An Ying's heartstrings tightened.

When he finished reading the last word, the white paper in his hand was wet with sweat stains from his palms.

Closing his eyes tightly, An Ying was a little afraid to look at the statue, afraid that the statue would smile at him like the Templar Goddess and the Dire Witch.

After a long time, An Ying, who closed his eyes tightly, found that he didn't hear the whispers that could tear his head apart, and he couldn't help but be happy.

Reopening his still apprehensive eyes, he looked at the statue of the Black Bow Mist Maiden.

The statue didn't move, it just stood quietly, and An Ying let out a long breath.

"It seems that the Black Bow Weaver Fog Girl didn't choose to favor you, An Ying!" Feng Ling stepped forward with a smile and talked and laughed with An Yingyou.

It's good if you don't have me!

An Ying complained in his heart, and said in a flat tone on the surface: "It's normal, it is difficult for most people to attract the attention of immortals. ”

Feng Ling looked at Erin, who was still stunned over there: "Erin, it's up to you, let's see if you are the one who is favored by the Black Bow Weaver Mist Girl!" ”

An Ying also looked at Erin.

Little Irene, you stubborn female knight, I will definitely give you a whisper of the evil god when I go back!

Hanging a pair of dead fish eyes staring at Erin, who was a little panicked by him, An Ying was already determined to go back to educate Erin well.

"Erin, are you alright?"

Noticing that there was something wrong with Erin's eyes, Feng Ling stepped forward and called her with concern.

Erin shook her head: "No...... It's okay, what's the prayer? I'll give it a try! ”

She didn't dare to look at An Ying, she was now afraid that she would be punished by An Ying if she went back.

She looks like she's fine, obviously she seems to be very scared because of something!

Feng Ling was very worried about such Erin: "Erin, you still tell me it's okay with such a bad face?" ”

After a pause, she added, "If you are not feeling well, I will use the Holy Light Technique to treat you!" ”

An Ying didn't expect Erin to be scared like this because of the look in his eyes just now, and he himself was a little confused.

Shouldn't he punish her when he goes back?

After all, she thought he was an evil god, and she had just done that.

No, even if she didn't mean to, if she wasn't given a certain warning, she would do it again next time, bringing him even greater danger!

Punishment is essential, but he can control the severity of the punishment appropriately.

As long as you don't knock her out!

didn't look at An Ying again, Erin eased up for a while, and her mood gradually stabilized: "It's okay, I just remembered some troubles, what about the prayer?" I'll try it too! ”

Feng Ling looked at Erin worriedly for a while, and saw that Erin's face had indeed improved, so she said, "Okay, the prayer is ......."

Remembering the prayers, Erin went to the ritual circle and ritual props, folded her hands, closed her eyes and prayed reverently.

To be honest, seeing Erin praying to the Black Bow Mist Weaver, An Ying was still very panicked.

If Erin really caught the attention of the Black Bow Mist Girl, he would have to get out of here as soon as possible!

Luckily, Erin, like him, didn't elicit a reaction from the idol, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

It was almost impossible for them, mortals, to summon the Immortal True God in the same way that they summoned the Immortal Evil God.

It's been a while since I've been coming to Andromelia for a while, and I still have this common sense.

After two successive failures, I believe that Feng Ling will not succeed.

Full of security again, An Ying stared at the back of Feng Ling performing the ceremony, and his eyes became a lot more relaxed, without the tension of watching Erin perform the ceremony before.

However, what happened next made his heartstrings tense again.

Almost at the same time that Feng Ling finished chanting the prayer, the entire ancestral hall was filled with an incomprehensible mysterious aura, and the statue of the Black Bow Weaver Girl also emitted a faint mist.

When Erin saw this scene, she, like An Ying, looked stunned at first.

But soon, thinking of Feng Ling's true identity, she showed joy and excitement.

Joy is that the Black Bow Weaver's response is likely to help her get rid of An Ying, and the excitement is that it is the first time she has seen the Immortal True God manifest.

Waiting for Feng Ling to slowly open her eyes, Erin, who had seen the manifestation of the true god for the first time, trotted to Feng Ling's side and congratulated:

"Feng Ling, you are worthy of being favored by the goddess of the temple, it is estimated that the black bow weaving fog girl sensed that you were the person of the goddess of the temple, so she appeared!"

Feng Ling smiled at Erin, not becoming pampered by attracting the attention of the Black Bow Mist Girl.

In fact, before she prayed, she already knew that she would attract the attention of the Black Bow Mist Girl.

This prayer, she said that she was with An Ying and Erin to compare who was the lucky star of the Black Bow Weaver Girl.

In fact, she wanted the two of them to follow her to increase their experience, and by the way, as a person of the gods, she borrowed something from the black bow and fog weaver, the divine servant of the temple goddess.

She also told Erin her true intention of calling An Ying and Erin this time.

Upon learning the truth, Erin was shocked that Feng Ling was absolutely sure that she would arouse the attention of the Black Bow Weaver Mist Girl, and on the other hand, she was a little curious about what Feng Ling wanted to borrow.

Under Erin's curious gaze, Feng Ling, who had successfully summoned the Black Bow Mist Girl, reverently expressed her appeal.

"Great Immortal, the Lord of Blood and Tears of the Evil God has recently prepared to perform his ritual of birth into the Nether in Doug Town, and I hope to borrow your immortal weapon, the Izanami Bow, to destroy the Lord of Blood and Tears' birth vessel at a critical moment!"

In a moment, a quaint gate to the upper realm appeared directly above Feng Ling.

The door slowly opened, and a divine bow that was pitch black and exuded the aura of endless wood spirits flew out of it.

Seeing that Feng Ling not only successfully summoned the Black Bow Weaver Girl, but also received the immortal weapon Izanami Bow given by the Black Bow Weaver Girl, Erin's worldview was refreshed again.

Is this the power of the God's favor?

Ordinary believers who have exhausted their luck all their lives may not be able to attract the attention of the Immortal True God, but the Immortal True God is responsive to Feng Ling's request.

Thinking of this, Erin's eyes when she looked at Fengling also changed from shock to envy.

If only she could get the gaze of the Templar or the Templar Servant in her lifetime!

While she was thinking wildly, Feng Ling, who had obtained the Black Bow Weaving Mist Girl Immortal Weapon, frowned suspiciously: "Huh...... What about Annage? ”

Hearing Feng Ling say this, Erin's eyes froze, she looked back and forth at the ancestral hall, and found that An Ying, who was still in the ancestral hall just now, disappeared at some point.

The hateful evil god ran away like this!

But it doesn't matter, she can complain to the Black Bow Weaver Girl about An Ying defiling her soul, so as to get rid of An Ying's control!

After thinking about it for a while, Erin just wanted to put it into action, and the Black Bow Mist Goddess Ancestral Hall returned to calm.

She was frustrated that she had missed the opportunity to ask for help from the Black Bow Mist Weaver.

At the same time, An Ying, who had been gone, turned back again, staring directly at the black bow Mist Weaver Immortal Weapon in Feng Ling's hand, the Izanami Bow.