Yinhua received this and secretly scolded "it"

Finally, there is a plot to write that the serf turned over and got the power?!

Why didn't she know that the creator's favorite god race, such a tall race, still needed servants?

Also, the so-called saintess, is this a human thing?!

Don't say it day and night, but people have to keep it clean all the time.

Does this mean that if you become a saint, you have to wash your bald skin all the time, and you can't touch your little brother for the rest of your life?!

The heroine is also a cowhide, and she is still a milk doll that has not been washed with vernix, and she doesn't have to do anything, she can eliminate her own sisters who are no different from herself.

Even the competition of the general emperor family was not used, and he won directly at the starting line.

Win or a belly crawled out at the same time.

This luck is simply unacceptable.

Yin Hua's daily emotion and jealousy were finished, and he continued to receive it with trembling teeth.

When the original owner was sent to the temple just after the full moon, the last saint had not yet retired.

So she just spent most of her time there, hearing and seeing what she was going to do in the future, and cultivating her sense of mission as a saint.

The old lord hasn't hung up yet, the heroine hasn't become a microphone yet, and I'm not worried that the two daughters will be crosstalking.

Therefore, the original owner will be taken back to the capital for a while during the New Year's festival to satisfy the family heart of the old lord.

At that time, the original owner was still young, and there was no comparison of gains and losses.

In going back from time to time, the relationship between the original owner and the heroine sisters is quite good.

But when the original owner grew bigger and bigger, and became an ignorant little girl, the balanced mentality slowly changed.

On the one hand, there is the contrast between the quality of life gap.

The lights in the national capital are bright.

The green lights in the temple were silent.

Why don't the two of them have the same life?

On the other hand, the male protagonist who grew up with the two little sisters is getting better and better.

Hara took the initiative.

The education and environment of the original owner are relatively monotonous.,So the temperament is also a little straightforward.,If you like it, you can ask directly.。

The results speak for themselves.

The male protagonist is the female protagonist.

The love of the male protagonist is naturally reserved for the female protagonist.

The original owner was a good girl who had not been polluted at that time.

Since people don't love her, she won't stalk her.

But every day, I must feel uncomfortable looking at my sisters who are already better off than me, and the man I like.

In order to cut off this unhappiness, the original owner returned to the temple and proposed to succeed to the position of saint in advance.

When the old saint heard that she could be liberated in advance, she naturally happily gave way.

Since then, the original owner has stayed in the temple every day and recited the scriptures...

No, prayed.

Not to mention, these beautiful words recited to the Protoss, the Protoss didn't care if they were happy or not, the original owner read it for a while, and he really calmed down.

However, she was quiet, and someone wouldn't let her be quiet.

The male protagonist came to the door.

The implication of the words is that he hasn't seen him for a year or two, and he finds that he misses the original owner a lot.

So let's take a look...

No, take a look.

This look, the effect is remarkable.

The little heart of the original owner, who had been quiet, set off ripples again.

The sycophants of the Protoss can't take care of the shooting, and they are busy looking at the stars and the moon with the male protagonist every day, talking about life and ideals.

On such a day, compared to the boring green light, the loneliness is like flying.

The original owner became more and more addicted to it.

At this time, a small natural disaster occurred in the United States.

A small coastal town flooded and many people drowned.

For Chinese people who have never experienced it, it is like the sky has fallen.

The petition flew into the capital like a snowflake and flew into the temple, asking the Protoss to exert great magical powers to calm the disaster.

Then I checked myself, and it was the moth that angered the gods that brought down this disaster, which had never occurred since the founding of the country.