Far from affecting the wedding of King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon, the miracle sent an incomparable blessing to the most noble couple of the kingdom.

In the inner city of Babel, the monks are at loggerheads, and beyond the high walls, the people of Babylon are prostrate, and their devotion to the god Marduk is converted into support for the king, and of course, a new princess.

The blue fleur-de-lis in the corner of Edith's eyes was charming in the sun, but it was not as direct as the smile on her face. The princess from the land of the Medes was recognized by the people for a miracle, a situation that was never expected for the teenage Edith...... She thought that she still needed to work hard, but she never expected God to be so merciful.

Edith and Nebuchadnezzar stood side by side on the glorious and majestic walls of Babylon, a high wall made of clay and bricks, covered with glazed bricks, wide enough for four chariots to ride side by side, and from the wall overlooking the whole of Babylon.

The kingdom of Babylon, nourished by the flowing Euphrates, is henceforth her kingdom.

Coincidentally, she didn't know that it was not the omnipotent teacher who caused the miracle to appear, but Edith had known each other for one night, and it was like the "Oriental Forest" that she had known for a long time.

Edith may not know the truth for the rest of her life, but what does it matter?

There is a young girl who walks into marriage with the "blessing of God", and Lin Luoran can only be happy for her unintentional actions.

Of course, there are also people who only feel doubts.

The middle-aged man who was still entangled in the crowd and still struggling with his surname was very stunned that the Tower of Babel revealed his true identity. In his opinion, in such a moment of limelight, shouldn't it be the Babylonian high priest who hugged his thigh and pleaded, so that he reluctantly reluctantly told the secret of the Tower of Babel to the high priest who had guarded it for many years after enjoying the top hospitality of the monks' group?

What went wrong?

The middle-aged man turned against the light, dodged out of the crowd, and touched the other side of the city wall. Under a robe, which is very Babylonian, a small blue head sticks out.

"You said your master is within this wall?" He viciously held the little cyan fox in his hand, and the little green fox shrank his neck and nodded violently.

The middle-aged man snorted twice: "You ate my eight strains of ginseng and seven strains of yellow essence, if your master can't afford it, you should know that it's amazing, right?!" ”

The little green fox's eyes were hazy, and tears rolled in the fox's eyes. In order to save his life and admit that Lin Luoran is the master, it is also willing, anyway, the Terran female cultivator doesn't know, so it's not a shame...... Don't disgrace the face of the fox clan.

The middle-aged man looked at the five-foot-high walls of Babylon and was a little irritated, and had to find another golden eagle. Xiao Jin was dizzy from his body odor, where is there still the spirit of the Golden Eagle Royal Family, it really wanted to spit out a mouthful of ice flame to freeze this hateful human to death, but when it opened its mouth, all that came out was saliva-and spit on the neck of the little green fox, which was really unlucky.

"You go and report it, if you don't bring your master back, this dead fox will become a kebab, you know?"

The middle-aged man fiercely plucked one of Xiao Jin's feathers and let Xiao Jin go.

The little green fox twisted around and twisted over very uncomfortably, watching Xiao Jin fly into the city wall, it really cried this time. Who doesn't know that this dead eagle doesn't like it the most, how could he notify Lin Luoran to save it this time? - Fox life rest, fox life rest!

The wind blew away the white cloth on the middle-aged man's head, and the black hair fell down, and if some uncle-controlled girl in the twenty-first century saw it, she would definitely scream...... This is clearly a melancholy with frivolity, vicissitudes and childishness coexisting!

The uncle lifted the little green fox up and laughed twice: "Actually, if you can tell me the entrance of Qingqiu Country, you won't be asked to return those spirit grasses...... That golden eagle isn't very reliable, I feel that way, hahaha. ”

The little green fox covered his ears with his paws, the entrance to Qingqiu Country? I don't know, I don't know, I just don't know.

Well, I can't say if I know.

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The High Priest is like sleepwalking. He had a feeling that all these hundreds of years had been in vain, and at the moment when the true body of the Tower of Babel was revealed, the high priest did not know where the hundreds of years of stargazing time had been spent. If you are successful in stargazing, how can you connect to the real appearance of the Heavenly Tower?

These Chinese monks coveted the Tower of Babel for many years, and for this reason, they did not hesitate to leak the advanced technology of the East to Babylon, and used astronomical knowledge to lure him to back down step by step.

"How do you use this tower?" The high priest looked at Lin Luoran, if it was the "divine envoy" that he couldn't see through before, then now, the only thing he couldn't see through was this little Chinese cultivator.

Lin Luoran smiled, "Should you release my friend first?" You know, she, like me, has lost her cultivation completely, and she can't pose a threat to you. ”

She pointed at Yang Lisha, the banshee was not surprised, the two of them were both prosperous and lossy, and those who gave up their teammates would be automatically judged to be the worst by the Tower of Babel, and Lin Luoran would only be greeted by the fate of being directly wiped out...... If there were a little doubts about this sentence before, the Tower of Babel with their ability to travel through time and space is already a reason why people dare not question its rules.

The high priest's face was unhappy, and he didn't want to have a dislike with Lin Luoran at this time, so he nodded his head.

He pointed at Yang Lisha, the banshee's eyelids rolled, and her stiff body slowly warmed up, and she was really able to move.

The dimples on Yang Lisha's face appeared before she could say a word, Lin Luoran gave her a warning look, and asked the high priest to let her go, which was already relying on the secret of the Tower of Babel in exchange, and then to release the "ancestor", the high priest is not a pig, how could he agree.

"Is there a way that our noble envoy may not hear us, High Priest?" Lin Luoran lowered his head and smiled, indescribably cunning.

The high priest was meaningful, and Lin Luoran just asked the "divine envoy" not to listen, and it seemed that he still took care of her Chinese compatriots.

A beam of starlight descended from the edge of the star map, and the pseudo-saintess was shrouded in it, covering the six senses, Lin Luoran thought about it, most of the women surnamed Ji couldn't listen to it, and the high priest didn't feel troubled at all about this request.

So after a while, in the end, the only one who could tell the secret of the Tower of Babel was actually the high priest and the ancestor of the wood spirit clan?

"Actually......" As soon as she opened her mouth, she suddenly heard a familiar carving sound from outside the tower, it was Xiao Jin, where did it go this night, it made people worry about death!

"High Priest, My ......"

The High Priest interrupted impatiently, "God Marduk, Friar, please stop trying to provoke my patience. ”

Xiao Jin's carving was hurried, and he didn't know what danger had happened, how could Lin Luoran continue to play tricks indifferently.

However, the high priest's lifespan of hundreds of years did not live to a dog after all, and seeing the urgency in Lin Luoran's eyes, he naturally asked her to explain the use of the Tower of Babel first. Besides, who knows if the outside of the tower at this time is full of foreign aid from Huaxia monks, no matter how many people there are, he has the Tower of Babel to rely on, and he can no longer control these people.

Yang Lisha wanted to speak and stopped, Lin Luoran sneered in her heart, since she couldn't even believe in Huaxia Monk, how could she believe this high priest, as she said before, delaying time is the biggest reason...... If you really want to tell the secret, she and Yang Lisha may not be able to get out of the Tower of Babel.

No, we have to let Xiao Jin come in first, and the little green fox, if she and Yang Lisha can return to the twenty-first century through the stone gate of the Tower of Babel, without these two little things, they will have to stay in Babylon without spiritual grass to eat bread for a living.

The high priest also has his own considerations, and Lin Luoran has no shortage of his own calculations. If they are not of my race, their hearts will be different, and in fact, neither of them can trust anyone.

The Wood Spirit Ancestor was frozen in place, his eyes rolled wildly, and Yang Lisha said that she couldn't help.

At such a stalemate, the door of the stone pagoda was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Luoran saw that the high priest's face immediately turned black.

A middle-aged Chinese man looked at everyone with his mouth wide open, as if he didn't expect that there were so many people in the tower, with an expression that I am the master and you are all thieves.

Under his armpits, he was holding Xiao Jin, who was constantly struggling with his gray face.

And the little green fox was full of tears, and he was being caught by his other hand, and there was no lack of grievances when he looked at Lin Luoran.

"Well, excuse me, which of you is the owner of these two birds and the fox?" The middle-aged man was carrying Xiao Jin and Xiao Qinghu, Lin Luoran couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb, and coughed dryly.

She didn't even see the middle-aged man's footsteps, and the next moment a magnified face appeared in front of her.

"You're right? You are a little bird, stealing my barbecue, the most hateful thing is this dead fox, stealing nine ginseng and eight yellow essence from me, and pay for it! ”

Completely ignoring the high priest and ignoring those "icemen" who looked like postmodern sculptures, the middle-aged man didn't even feel the cold temperature in the tower, wearing a thin robe that didn't fit well, like Lin Luoran spread his hands.

As soon as she looked at Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin tilted her head weakly, okay, the barbecue can be sure to be true.

Lin Luoran looked at the little green fox again, and the latter shook his head and nodded at her, hey, what does this mean?

The middle-aged man viciously warned the little green fox, the little fox was full of tears, he only hated that he couldn't spit out, it was true to steal the elixir, but the number was not right, every time this hateful Terran man chattered, the number changed once!

The middle-aged man smiled: "It's good to admit that it's the two masters, I didn't lie to you, hurry up and return the spirit grass and barbecue." ”

Yang Lisha considered the light of the connection sprinkled by the true body of the Tower of Babel, hoping that the Terran man who suddenly popped out could muddy the water a little, and the high priest was uncertain, so far he didn't understand how this person came in easily.

Only Lin Luoran, who was blackmailed, deeply felt a familiar taste.

The middle-aged man in front of him is in the era of information explosion in the future, and he is also a mature handsome uncle, Lin Luoran is sure that he has never seen this face, but who does that dead face look like?

Lin Luoran frowned, and he had the impression that there were such people who loved money and owed to beat...... It's Lao Liao!

The old Liao seen in the "telescope" of the Longgong Guanhai Pavilion, the old fisherman stayed in Lin Luoran's impression of a face that was not beaten. Later, Lao Liao was never seen again, did he also cross over?

No, no, it shouldn't be a crossing, this is Lao Liao more than 2,600 years ago?!

Although she was surprised by Lao Liao's appearance when she was still "Zhong Liao", and she owed others Lingcao barbecue, Lin Luoran was even more angry, why did that Dragon Palace fall on her without regard to her wishes?

"It's you, Lao Liao, don't think that I don't know you when you get younger, tell me things clearly!"

The middle-aged man was stunned, he was really surnamed Liao, ha, he knew that he wouldn't be wrong again, but where was he old? He shook Lin Luoran's hand away, "Little girl, although my surname is Liao, I am not old, you can call me Lord Canglang." ”

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Nanfeng's role "Canglang" (Lao Liao) finally showed his face, which is not easy.