When Luo'er and Lin Yuan opened the door the next day, Xia Yi was as straight as before, but there were four more white-robed messengers.

I don't know how long the four of them waited, and as soon as the door opened, the four of them bowed together and bowed: "The emperor and the lady are invited!" ”

Luo'er had expected it and nodded: "Lead the way!" ”

The white-robed messenger straightened up and was about to turn forward, when one of them casually glanced at Luo'er, was shocked, and involuntarily knelt on the ground.

When the other three noticed something was wrong, they looked back, plopped a few times, and knelt on the ground.

"Ji Shen Niangniang!"

"Ji Shen Niangniang!"

On the way to the temple of the emperor and goddess, countless Shusun clansmen knelt on the ground, and the whole island echoed the pious shouts of the Shusun clansmen:

"Ji Shen Niangniang!"

"Ji Shen Niangniang!"

In the midst of the crowd kneeling, Luo'er slowly walked to the palace of the emperor goddess located at the highest point in the west, where lived the most noble emperor lady of the Shusun clan, and the emperor lady was now kneeling down reverently like an ordinary clansman, and between the vast heaven and earth, it seemed that only the three of them stood upright.

Before walking to the door of the palace of the emperor and goddess, the woman who led the kneeling down wore a bright purple large-sleeved shirt embroidered with the dark lines of purple bell flowers, which was faintly enchanting in her solemnity, and on the bun like a cloud, there was a purple bell hosta that was exactly the same as Luo'er.

The uncle and grandson raised her body slightly, and then bowed down again, her tone was excited and unbearable: "The thirty-first generation of the uncle and grandson of the god of Ji worship the god of Ji water!" ”

Luo'er saw that her shoulders were slender under her dress, and she trembled with excitement, and she couldn't help but feel pity in her heart, chuckled, and said, "I'm not the god of Ji Shui, the god of Ji water is dead!" ”

The emperor raised her head in shock, her beautiful face was at a loss, her eyes turned twice on Luo'er's face, and she regained her piety and trust, and bowed down again: "Please ask Ji Shen Niangniang to bless!" ”

Luo'er was a little helpless, her eyes turned, and she caught a glimpse of Xia Yi looking into the hall, and if her expression was touched, she looked over.

In the middle of the front hall of the palace of the emperor and goddess, a platform for worship was set up with three thousand red candles, but there was no statue of the god in front of the stage, but a painting was hung, and the candles in the hall were bright, and Luo'er could easily see the painting clearly.

In retrospect, Empress Feng also mentioned this painting, painting a woman dressed in clouds and fog, wearing pearls and pearls, such as light clouds covering the moon, like flowing wind and snow, fairy posture and jade, indescribably beautiful.

This is the god of the water......

Luo'er couldn't help touching her face, it turned out that the same face could still look like this......

"That's you?" Luo'er asked.

On the painting, beside the god of Ji Shui, a woman in red follows closely, smiling on the side of her face, and her eyes are attached.

Xia Yi nodded, and couldn't help but smile, her expression suddenly gentle.

"But I, it's really ......not her," Luo'er murmured, and when she looked at Himejin, it was as if she were looking at another person, whose eyes were innocent and seductive......

Luo'er gently stroked her eyebrows, it was really completely different......

Xia Yi turned her head to look at her, for a long time, her eyes dimmed, turned to the uncle and grandson emperor who was still kneeling on the ground, and slowly spoke, cold as the moon: "I am the maid of the god Ji, uncle and grandson, do you recognize it?" ”

The uncle and grandson were instructed to look up at Xia Yi, their eyes sincere and warm, just like when Xia Yi looked at Luo as a child.

At a glance, he worshipped happily: "Uncle and grandson worship Xia Yi Niangniang!" ”

The uncle and grandson even know Xia Yi's name, these identities are undoubtedly confirmed, Luo'er thought secretly, but what do these have to do with herself?

Even if she is the reincarnation of Himejin, so what?

Luo'er looked down at the crowd below, and suddenly felt a trace of uneasiness in her heart, and subconsciously turned back to find Lin Yuan, but saw that Lin Yuan was also frowning slightly, and when she noticed Luo'er's gaze, she stretched out and smiled at her, as if to comfort her.

"Uncle Sun, she is not the god of Ji Shui, she is the reincarnation of Ji Shen Niangniang-" Xia Yi's voice was light and light, "Ji Shen is dead!" ”

The uncle and grandson's body trembled slightly, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

As if it shattered a dream of others, although Luo'er felt regretful, she was helpless.

Shusun Island was not her destination originally, and she gently pulled Lin Yuan's sleeve, showing her distraction.

Luo'er had just taken half a step when her uncle and grandson spoke again.

"Uncle and grandson, the original poured the strength of the whole clan to help Ji Shen Niangniang return to the throne!"

The emperor's voice was gentle and firm.

"Uncle and grandson, the original poured the strength of the whole clan to help Ji Shen Niangniang return to the throne!"

Dozens of white-robed messengers echoed in unison, loud and decisive.

"Uncle and grandson, the original poured the strength of the whole clan to help Ji Shen Niangniang return to the throne!"

Thousands of uncles and grandchildren knelt down and swore an oath, pious and selfless.

In the middle of Su Seluo's sleeves, Luo'er slowly clenched her fists and smiled softly: "Could it be that you already have a way to deal with it?" ”

The uncle and grandson raised their heads and looked at Luo'er with worship and admiration for the gods in their eyes.

"After one hundred and thirty years, the uncle and grandson have obtained an undead beast with resurrection, and they are willing to borrow the heavenly fire to sacrifice to Ji Shen Niangniang!"

Anger rose, and Luo'er couldn't help but sneer: "If you want to sacrifice, you will sacrifice, what do you have to do with me!" With that, he suddenly grabbed Lin Yuan's hand and walked away quickly in the direction he came.

Under the palace of the emperor and goddess, the road set aside by thousands of tribes to meet the god of Ji Shui seems vast and long, and the speed under Luo'er's feet is getting faster and faster, and the white and black clothes are staggered and dancing because of the wind brought by the speed, vaguely as if they are dying and lingering.

As the two of them hurried by, the people on both sides of the road looked up one after another, their expressions of devotion and fanaticism, just like that.

Lose your marbles! They're all crazy!

Luo'er had a big alarm bell in her heart, and she couldn't help but bring light work.

In the palace of the emperor and goddess who were left behind them, the uncle and grandson had slowly gotten up, looked thoughtfully in the direction where Luo'er left, and then looked at Xia Yi gently.

Leaving the place where the Shusun clan knelt, there were only the last three steps left, and then outside were the onlookers of the Lin clan, even if the Shusun Island Lin clan was not the Changtianlou Lin clan, but they were at least the Lin clan.

Suddenly, a red light flashed in front of him, and Xia Yi stood at the last exit, forming a siege with the uncle and grandson clan on the left and right and the emperor goddess hall behind him.

Luo'er stopped and looked at Xia Yi coldly.

"You can't leave!" Xia Yi's tone and expression were still respectful, as if she really treated Luo'er as her master.

"I'm not her!" Luo'er said lightly, "I'm not your god of Ji Shui!" ”

Xia Yi was unmoved, still looking at Luo'er respectfully and firmly.

Luo'er suddenly chuckled, and there was contempt in his tone: "The god of Ji Shui, who was sacrificed by raising undead beasts with evil arts, and was worshiped like this, is sure to be the righteous god you are talking about?" ”

Xia Yi's eyes flashed, and she seemed to be moved.

"Not anymore!" The voice of the uncle and grandson came from behind him.

Luo'er's whole attention was on Xia Yi, and she didn't even notice when her uncle and grandson arrived behind her.

"Ji Shen Niangniang suddenly lost her trace, seven generations of gods and witches, tried their best, but failed to arouse their divine sense, plus Ji Shui dried up, we guessed in vain, whether Niangniang was robbed." The uncle and grandson said slowly, "However, we and other mortals can only contribute their meager strength to the mother with sacrifices." ”

Speaking of this, the uncle and grandson were slightly stunned.

Luo'er still had her back to her, her eyes fixed on Xia Yi.

There are thousands of people behind him who are not afraid, and the most dangerous one is always the self-proclaimed loyal Xia Yi.

"Although the undead beast is different, it is also afraid of staining the Niangniang divine body-" The uncle and grandson continued, her tone gradually becoming warmer, "But now it is different, since the mother is reincarnated, why do you need those mundane sacrifices-"

Luo's pupils constricted.

He suddenly knelt down behind him, and his voice was clear: "Uncle Sun's family welcomes Ji Shenniang's return!" ”

Dozens of people knelt down, and their voices were loud: "Uncle Sun's family welcomes Ji Shenniang's return!" ”

Thousands of people fell to the ground in unison, and their voices vibrate: "Uncle Sun welcomes Ji Shenniang's return!" ”

Luo'er felt that her palms were slightly sweaty, and she subconsciously let go of her hand, but was grabbed tightly.

She took a light breath and looked at Xia Yi in silence, her eyes were gloomy and her face was expressionless.

I saw Xia Yi slowly drooping her eyelids, her snowy skin and red clothes gradually falling in front of her eyes, and a cold voice came from below her front: "Xia Yi welcomes the return of the mother!" ”