"Ning Shao, you ...... Hello. Thank you for saving your life. ”

Although the three girls were stunned by the aftermath afterwards, they knew very well what happened before they fell into a coma, and the young man in front of them was their life-saving benefactor.

After a moment of silence, Ning Fan said softly, "I'm sorry!"

There were five Zoroastrian saints, and now only three remain.

Although Nacta II, by sending his daughter to hit Ning Fan's prestige,

But it is undeniable that the deaths of the other two daughters have a certain causal relationship with him.

is mean, cold-blooded, or cruel, but it is undeniable that Ning Fan is a frank person.

Ning Fan sighed secretly, "Right and wrong are worth a scale, but I just have a clear conscience." ”

Ning Fan's words of self-reproach caused an uproar among the three daughters, and they immediately thanked Ling Wei and begged him to take back this sentence.

After a period of appeasement, Ning Fan finally calmed down the emotions of the third daughter and understood some things.

After the Zoroastrian master group was destroyed after the Zoroastrian master group was wiped out, there were still some people alive and lived a life of hiding in Tibet from then on.

Over a long period of time, these descendants of Zoroastrianism gradually forgot their past grievances and grievances, and with the release of the town hall, they gradually lived a normal life.

Some even intermarried with the local residents of Tiangu City, with faint signs of assimilation.

Nevertheless, Zoroastrianism as the state religion of Persia.

The belief that has been rooted for a long time has not made these descendants forget their beliefs and still promote Zoroastrianism among their people.

But it's just a faith, not an accumulation of strength for the sake of a comeback.

Zoroastrianism, the highest position in the church is a saint.

It is necessary to select a true saint from among the five candidate saints and then lead the Zoroastrianism.

The remaining four alternate saints will become messengers to serve the saints.

When the Zoroastrians were holding a holy ceremony, they were unexpectedly found by Nacta II.

The Zoroastrians who participated in the ritual were immediately encircled and exterminated.

And these five quasi-saintesses became the trophies of Nacta II, as well as the attack that hit Ning Fan's prestige.

"Do you have any plans?"

The three women looked at each other sadly, and then burst into tears, Zoroastrianism had fallen, and they had completely lost their home.

Looking at the pitiful three of them, Ning Fan couldn't help but feel pity, "Then you can follow me first! When you want to leave, just notify me." ”

"Thank you, master, the slaves and maids will not leave their masters. ”

In the face of the torture and killing of Nakta II, only Ning Fan chose to come forward, and in the Tiangu City, where all the enemies were made, the three women regarded Ning Fan as their only support.

Listening to the names of the three beautiful girls, Ning Fan was really a little unaccustomed, "Just call me Ning Shao!"

"Master, slaves and maids don't dare. ”

Seeing that he was about to cry every minute, Ning Fan had no choice but to go with them.

Although I didn't perceive the flow of true qi from the three women, I have to say that Zoroastrianism has an extremely high vision for selecting candidate saints.

The three girls are no more than twenty-eight years old, each of them is graceful and moving, charming and delicate, and her skin is as white as snow, almost not dizzying Ning Fan.

The faint flame tattoo on the center of the eyebrows adds a mysterious allure.

Especially at the moment, wearing a light tulle, the looming spring light makes the three girls even more charming.

Innocence and enchantment are only in the middle of a line, it can really be described as a mixture of angels and demons.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Ning Fan coughed dryly and quickly came back to his senses, "What's your name?"

"The slave's name is Qingning. ”

"The slave's name is Ziruo. ”

"The slave's name is Lan Xin. ”

Listening to the three women's self-introductions, Ning Fan looked at their eyebrows.

The pale flame tattoo on the eyebrows of the three women, this is the sign of the candidate saint.

In Zoroastrianism, the five alternate saints all have flame tattoos of different colors, in order: cyan, purple, blue, black, and gold.

After the selection of the true saintess, the flame tattoos of the other four women will disappear, and the flame on the eyebrows of the last saint will turn red.

Now that the Holy Maiden Ceremony has not yet been completed, Zoroastrianism has suddenly encountered a catastrophe, so the flame symbol of the Three Maidens is still there.

"I see. Your names are all related to the color of the Flame tattoo. ”

"Hmm!"

The three girls whispered, their faces as white as jade, with a touch of crimson Yanran, like half-ripe peaches.

Ning Fan didn't notice this at all, he had already heard Wick's scream,

"Ning Shao, is it convenient to come in?"

"What's the matter?"

"Grandpa, please come over. ”

"Good. ”

Ning Fan turned back to the third girl and said, "You just stay here and don't move." ”

"Do as your master commands. ”

Looking at the well-behaved and extremely eye-catching third daughter, Ning Fan's mood was much better.

"Wick, find someone to take care of them. ”

As he spoke, Ning Fan revealed a trace of stinging aura, and then said faintly, "If I find out that someone is unruly, the consequences will ......."

The third daughter is already beautiful and moving, and he is really afraid that something will happen.

Wick replied with a shudder, "Ning Shao, you can rest assured." They are forbidden to you, and whoever dares to mess around, I will not let him go first. ”

"Brother, I'll leave this matter to you. ”

Ning Fan smiled, he believed that Wick would not dare to perfunctory himself.

Otherwise, with the character of the hungry ghost in Wick Cesium, he would have eaten the three daughters a long time ago.

Coming to the hall where the thousand-year-old eye totem was sacrificed, Ning Fan found that Tie Le was already waiting here, as well as six priests who were seriously injured.

Looking at his miserable appearance covered in blood, Ning Fan nodded with satisfaction, and then walked over with a sad face.

Noticing Ning Fan's arrival, a trace of excitement flashed in Tie Le's eyes, and then he said sadly, "Master Ning, you are here." ”

Ning Fan gritted his teeth and said, "High Priest, where is the dog thief?"

"Hey, it's all because the old man is useless, he can only make an alliance with the Pharaoh under the city......"

With Tieler's words of self-reproach, helplessness, and shame, the temple hall suddenly turned into a consolation assembly, as well as an oath-taking assembly.

At the same time, Ning Fan also knew what had just happened.

Unable to break the ruling of the gods, the Pharaoh took the lead in proposing a temporary truce, which coincided with Tieler's idea.

"These old guys don't have any other skills, they just can endure it, and they are thick-skinned enough. ”

A trace of disdain flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, if it weren't for the fact that the strength of the Pharaoh was too different, he would definitely not compromise so easily.

Although the two sides have not agreed on the date of the next life-and-death battle, what can be called good news is that the two sides have completely torn their faces, and they will not be as false and wronged as before.

When Ning Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood and expressed his indignation at not sharing the heavens with the Pharaoh, the conference officially moved on to the next topic.

The twelve priests of the temple have experienced today's tragic battle, and now they have lost more than half, counting Ning Fan, the new priest

Six people.

"Isn't there another man dead? ”

Thinking of this, Ning Fan immediately asked, "What about the city hall?"

(End of chapter)