"The birth of a child of God is the highest measure of merit. —The Oracle Program

Pastoral concentrated on modeling the light dust, and a golden special train appeared in the sky, and the old woman led the priest to climb up the special train tremblingly, and was surprised to find that there was no rain. The screams of "amazing miracles" and "boundless mana" came and went. In the midst of the deafening chanting, the pastoral drove the special train with a blank face, rushed out of the city wall, and cut the waves.

Along the way, some low-lying jungles were flooded, some treetops sprung up on the murky waters, and many towering trees were soaked in the waves, which was terrifying. Madrigal was more worried about Xiao and drove away.

In a few acres, to the shore of Xiaoshui, the trees are soaked in shallow water, the fertile plain has been muddy, and it is gratifying that the overflowing Xiaoshui has formed a new tributary in the violent erosion, and has chosen a new flow direction with the will of nature, which gives a glimmer of hope in the hot summer. Xiao is leading the people to take advantage of the situation, consolidate the tributaries, and dredge and divert the floods, which has been fruitful.

From a distance, Madrigal saw a figure wearing a hat standing on the highest part of the hill, bathed in the baptism of the rainstorm. The wind lifted her robe, revealing her slender legs, almost blindly white. For the first time, Pastoral took the initiative to gaze at Xiao, thinking of her tiger teeth, her horns, her long hair, and her smile, and Pastoral Ge realized that Xiao's posture was no less than Yunjia's, but it was just too immature.

Xiao also noticed the golden light train that drove straight in, but she was indifferent. When the Xia people noticed the arrival of the gods and made a commotion, Xiao shouted loudly to maintain discipline. The sturdy men feared Xiao more than God, and even forbade it, brandished their shovels again, and threw themselves into the battle to fortify the riverbank.

Pastoral trains float up the hills. When the "God of Shepherds" left the special train and walked towards Xiao, the golden special train broke down inch by inch, turning into a fountain-like golden light, paving a radiant dome corridor, opening a dry passage in the pouring rain, connecting the priesthood and Xiao.

A gorgeous golden corridor rises from the ground to form the palace of the god of shepherds. This exquisite miracle building made the Xia people stunned, and finally regardless of discipline, they prostrated in the muddy water and worshipped.

Xiao didn't continue to stop because her shoulders were shaking too. The golden corridor is like a sudden umbrella, covering her from the rainstorm, steaming and drying her clothes, and bringing her dry and refreshing skin enjoyment. She even guessed that God was approaching her step by step, making her mood feel like a storm crashing on the shore. But even if she was so excited that she trembled, she stubbornly stared at the flooding water, stubbornly refusing to look back at God.

"Xiao!" the old woman staggered, followed closely behind the madrigal, and shouted with hatred: "The god of the shepherd is the Xia clan, you still don't kneel down!"

The men of the Xia tribe under the hill held their heads high in the torrential rain, staring directly at this long-awaited meeting—the wise and beautiful queen and the ever-right god finally reunited after a long absence. The god was handsome and heroic, and he was a head taller than the queen, and it was only natural that he was a little taller.

Xiao turned her head, rolled her eyes and glared at the madrigal, reluctantly folded her hands and knelt down, and bowed according to the rules of the chief high priest.

Mu Ge was a little puzzled, Fu Xiao stood up, frowned and asked, "Aren't you looking forward to my return?"

Xiao lowered her head and said, "You made me wait too long, so I got angry when I saw you." Her voice was so small that only the madrigal could be heard.

Madrigal didn't expect that the chief priestess would become more and more impertinent and dare to contradict herself like this. You must know that even if Xiao was dissatisfied in the past, he still behaved in a proper manner. Now that she has led her army to repel the white ghosts and dealt with the floods, the decree is becoming more and more mature, and she is probably even a little inflated, and her respect for the gods is no longer what she used to be.

"That's not what your teacher told me. Madrigal turned her head to look at the old woman. The old woman had already followed, and when she heard the words of the madrigal, her face turned white.

"The goddess of the shepherds, the chief priestess is dutiful and reverent, and she even calls your name in her sleep......" The old woman withdrew from the others, leaving only the three of them to talk, and then spoke favorably for the patriarch. She's in the worst PR crisis she's ever had, when the patriarch is at odds with the gods, and she doesn't understand why.

Madrigal turned to look at the chief priestess and saw that the chief priestess had taken off her hat and sprinkled her long pink hair, revealing a pair of delicate short horns, like a lovely island on the sea level. Pretty is not the point, the point is that this beautiful woman dares to stare directly at the pastoral, staring at the pastoral bewilderment.

Then the chief priestess opened her mouth and said in shock, and the old woman was delirious: "Grandma Prophet is right, I am dutiful as the patriarch, and your people are extremely reverent, and they are always looking forward to your return. But, O God of the Most Perfect Shepherd, I confess to you: You have come seven times, and each time I serve you, Xiao is very angry, and gradually, Xiao will be angry when he sees you. ”

The old woman saw that the facial features of the god of shepherd were distorted. She muttered "Oh my God" and shook and almost passed out. She couldn't believe that the god of shepherd would hear such blasphemous and vicious words with her own ears, and the world was probably on the verge of collapse.

Madrigal glared at the girl, Xiao also stared at Madrigal, her thin lips trembling, suggesting that her mood was not like an expression, maybe her face was calm, but her heart was turbulent.

"Do you remember your first vow? You swore to be faithful and pious, and to love me forever. "The pastoral song bursts out word by word. He thought of those rebels, of those civilizations that plotted to kill gods, and of the bloody cases of crossing the river and demolishing bridges with stiff wings. But the Yanxia civilization has not yet entered the industrial age, and it is too early to cross the river and tear down the bridge, right? Pastoral was suspicious, so he asked in confusion: "Don't you love me?"

Xiao suddenly bit her lip and tried her best to hold it back, her tears filled like a lake, and her eyelashes rolled down in the blink of an eye. She clenched her fists and shouted at the madrigal: "What does this have to do with loyalty! Can't you be angry if you love you! Love someone who doesn't go home, love someone who treats you like a mustard, love someone who is ruthless but incomparable, this lonely love turns loneliness into a knife and a devil!"

"xiaoooooo!!!!!!" the old woman cried out heartbreakingly, and the mournful rain could not cover this poignant pleading, "stop blaspheming!"

"No! I'm going to tell him! I want him to know that I built a stargazing pavilion to look at him, and I miss him day and night, year after year, over and over again, that's why I'm so angry!" Xiao shouted at the old woman with tears in her eyes, and then Pear Blossom looked at the pastoral song with rain: "Anyway, you don't like me to be strong and you don't like me to be slender, you don't like my enthusiasm and you don't like my indifference, anyway, I'm angry as soon as you get home!

Pastoral wanted to explain to Xiao, "I have a girlfriend in the divine realm", but the old woman was so frightened that she cried bitterly: "Xiao...... Stop!"

"No, I don't want to!" Xiao shook his head vigorously, his long hair fluttered, as if he had made up his mind: "I don't want to beg God for favor, I don't want to beg for his alms, why do I have to love him without him? Even if I am alone, I can live, even if there are no gods, my people can struggle to survive! Without him, we have repelled the invasion; without him, we will manage the flood like the same; without him, we will ...... the same way."

The madrigal, waving his hands and trying to explain, gradually stopped moving.

"Smack!" a crisp slap fell on the girl's face, causing her long hair to fly and cover her face. The old woman panted and hung down her painful palms, stared at the stunned girl with trembling, and gritted her teeth fiercely: "You!

Xiao also realized that he had said the most taboo words: "The Yanxia civilization can be without gods." ”

For a while, only the old woman's wheezing sound was left in the rainstorm.

Xiao lowered his hands, his long hair scattered on his pretty face, and after restraining his sobbing, he said clearly, decisively, and fluently: "God of Shepherd, my sinful heart can be seen at a glance in front of your majestic figure. Depose me and exile me to a distant land where you cannot see me. Please do not doubt the devotion of the people of the summer to you, for they will never be able to feel my pain—to you, my life is only a moment for you, but for me, your moment means my life. ”

The old woman was terrified, knelt firmly beside the madrigal, and grabbed his robe: "O perfect god of shepherd, please exile this sinner, killing her will only dirty your hands......"

Madrigal wanted to explain to her, "I have a girlfriend in the divine realm", but was robbed by Xiao so white that he couldn't interject the words, and gradually heard Xiao's words, even Madrigal became angry, staring at the girl and threatening word by word: "If this is your request, I will do what you want." ”

Xiao Ye finally calmed down, her towering chest rose and fell violently, she looked up into Madrigal's eyes strongly, and then said goodbye strongly: "If I am the first to leave you, I promise that you will never find a second as loyal as mine." When she had finished speaking, she silently removed the headband of the chief priestess and handed it to the shepherd.

Pastoral Ge lowered his head and clenched his fists, his heart was like a knife, and he refused to accept it even if he died. He gritted his teeth for a long time, and closed his eyes before realizing his love for Xiao. He couldn't help but reflect: Did I do something wrong? The people who love me are not like props that can be dusted in a toolbox, and if they ignore their feelings, they are like wolves on a leash of freedom, they will struggle in their collars, struggle in loneliness, and wail all night.

He could not ruthlessly banish this faithful priestess.

"She was ruined by the torrential rain. Imprison her in the priesthood's temple and sober her up. Madrigal gave the order, and then soared into the sky, not wanting to turn back. He just wanted to go back to the dormitory, pour a pot of Jinxi wine, and wait for Xiao to calm down, and then come back to listen to her.