Chapter Seventy-Four: Our Yuan Family is the First Family
"Cut, this is the strongest saint." The woman dressed in purple looked at the back of Anxin and said.
The tone was full of disdain.
"Sister, our Yuan family is no worse than her, I think you are the most powerful of our Kunwu tribe." Yuan Ning said to the woman in red on the side.
Yuan Qing listened to her sister praise her, and a smile instantly swelled on her face.
"No matter how powerful our Yuan family is, we can't compare to others, and her identity is there."
Listening carefully, there was also some disdain in her tone.
"Isn't it the strongest saint? Our Yuan family is still the first family of the Kunwu people. Yuan Ning's tone was full of pride, their Yuan family was the most powerful family.
The corners of Yuan Qing's mouth raised a smile, she looked at Anxin's back, and laughed sarcastically, what is she a powerless saint compared to her?
And Yuan Ning beside her, looking at the back of Lu Ming next to Anxin, showed a jealous and vicious look in her eyes.
One day, I will stand beside Lu Ming openly, and I can only be beside him.
In the Holy Maiden's Temple, the Great Elder said to Lu Ming: "Hurry up and let the Holy Maiden clean up first, and you are such a big person, can you not pester the Holy Maiden." The Great Elder rolled his eyes at his son, and the Holy Maiden came back, and before she could have a good chat with him, she was abducted by this kid, which was too much.
Lu Ming looked at his father's appearance of wanting to hold the holy maiden ceremony as soon as possible, and he was speechless.
Anxin looked at the somewhat warm hall of the Holy Maiden inside, and felt a little emotion in her heart, she also noticed that in the center of the main hall, the statue of the Holy Maiden was slightly similar to her, and the corners of her eyebrows were raised, as if she was in a happy and happy life.
The Great Elder also looked at the statue with his hands slightly covered and saluted her.
Then he continued to say to Anxin: "Although the outside of the Holy Maiden's Hall looks very deserted, the inside of the hall is very warm, because she wants to feel the lights and warmth of ordinary people until the end. ”
An Xin stretched out his hand and walked towards the statue in front of her, and the moment she touched it, some memories that did not belong to her suddenly came to her.
"The holy woman is back, blessed and blessed!" One after another loud voices came, and they all covered their hands slightly, saluting the woman in white standing at the top.
Although the woman couldn't see her face, her eyes revealed the loneliness of standing alone on a high platform.
"You are!" Before the man could finish his words, he was killed by a man who exuded anger.
"You are who you are." The man turned to the woman and said, with tears in her eyes, and looked at the person in front of her and said, "I don't have ...... I didn't have ......"
The man hugged the woman in red, brushed it slightly, and said slowly, "I believe in you." ”
An Xin suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her heart, as if she could resonate with every emotion of the woman in her memory fragments.
Seeing An Xin standing there motionless, Lu Ming walked over and removed her hand from the statue.
"Go and clean up, the Holy Maiden's dwelling has always been kept, and it has always been cleaned.
And their weird old men can't wait for you to perform the Holy Maiden Ceremony. ”
The reassuring thoughts were still a little impossible to pull out, and this time, her sense of familiarity was stronger than at the beginning.
"Luming, do you know what her name is?" An Xin said to Lu Ming, but her eyes were on the statue in the center of the hall.
Lu Ming didn't know what Anxin meant by asking, so he scratched his head and said, "I don't know very well, but according to ancient books, she seems to be called Xin'er." ”
Lu Ming seemed to understand something again immediately, and said happily to Anxin: "Holy Maiden, you are also called Xin'er, you are so fateful." ”
Anxin also nodded slightly, touched his thin lips slightly, and said softly: "It's so fateful......"