The boy seemed to be accustomed to such scenes, and did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation about the actions of the kneeling man. When he came to Dahanji, he said: Dahanji, the lord of the city, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I have never remembered this holy son.

Hearing this, Dahanji hurriedly saluted and bowed. Hundreds of officers and soldiers behind him, passing by the Miao people, knelt down one after another. It was not a Miao businessman, and the people stopped on both sides and bowed their heads and remained silent.

Although the beliefs are different, everyone still respects the holy son of the Miao temple.

The Son stepped forward, put his hand on the top of Dahanji's head, and said with relief: "My faithful believer, thank you for your continued trust in me, I bless you here, and may you always be healthy and happy.

After speaking, the palm of the Holy Son's hand emitted a white light, and the light was soft and made people feel very comfortable, especially Dahanji, who personally experienced the warmth brought by the holy light, and the whole person felt an inexplicable warm current from his heart, which was a peaceful feeling, which made people forget their troubles and sorrows.

The Holy Son withdrew the palm placed on the top of Dahangi's head, and Dahangi came to his senses. In the eyes of the people around him, the Holy Son just put his hand on the top of the other person's head for a while, but under Dahanji's personal feeling, it seemed that several days had passed. Now he feels incomparably brave strength in his body, as well as the vitality that he has not seen for a long time, and it seems that he has returned to the peak state of his body when he was young.

"Thank you for the blessings of the Holy Son" Dahanji stood up and saluted, turned around and led the troops to open the way for the Holy Son, and entered the city of Qinda.

The Holy Son brought blessings to everyone in the city, and the people who were sick in the city recovered instantly, even the bedridden patients began to recover slowly, and everyone cheered for this feast, which was not over until midnight.

Of course, it is indispensable to give gifts to the audience, and the door of Dahanji's mansion is about to be broken by the believers, so they can only arrange for the bookkeeper to keep the accounts and wait for the Holy Son to receive them. The night was hazy, but the City Lord's Mansion was still brightly lit and full of people. There is an endless stream of gift-givers, and there are even people from afar who come to join the gift-giving army.

The courtyard in the house, here is remote, few people come, in order to be quiet, the Holy Son personally selected the courtyard here, surrounded by heavy guards, a little far away from the courtyard. In the house, the Holy Son sat on the bed, lying on his side, yawning, and the upper and lower eyelids had begun to fight, obviously sleepy.

Suddenly, the door opened, and then slowly closed, a white shadow stepped in, passed the tea table and sat down slowly, poured two cups of tea, and with a slight touch of the palm, a teacup flew towards the Holy Son. He said lightly: Why doesn't the Holy Son sleep.

When the Holy Son saw the teacup shooting towards him, he reached out to take it, but he couldn't do anything at all, and the teacup fell on the bed, wetting the bedding.

Ao Tianxue frowned when she saw this, she also paid attention to the actions of the Holy Son just now, doesn't this guy know any kung fu? True or not!

The Holy Son glanced at the teacup on the bed, stretched out his hand with a wry smile, put the teacup back on the table, got up and sat opposite Ao Tianxue, and said with a smile: You are waiting for me, why am I not waiting for you!

Ao Tianxue picked up the hand of the teacup, heard the words, put the teacup down, took off the veil, and revealed a face that captivated the country and the city.

The Holy Son was stunned when he saw Ao Tianxue's true face. White hair, white eyebrows, skin like snow, pink lips, especially the pair of white pupils, people will inevitably lose their heartstrings, and their hearts can no longer be calmed, although the Holy Son is still a child, he knows a lot about men and women, out of the nature of men, seeing Ao Tianxue will inevitably be short of breath and his heartbeat will be faster.

"It's beautiful... The Holy Son couldn't help blurting out, and only then did he feel indecent when he said it, so he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand, and said with a slightly red face: I lost my words!

Ao Tianxue ignored it and said: You don't know kung fu?

The Holy Son was surprised when he heard this: You don't know, I don't know kung fu?

The two of them asked and answered, their eyes alternated, and they actually laughed at the same time. Compared with those adults, Ao Tianxue felt much easier to get along with this child, and the atmosphere was not so depressing.

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