Chapter 32: The Temple of the Gods

Looking at the unkind eyes around him, Mo Xuan was uneasy. He craned his neck, trying to withdraw his hand, but at that moment, Rahman took his hand and was stunned. Rahman was still saluting, bending down and lowering his head without looking at him, and said quietly: "According to the formal etiquette of the Sunset Sandbank, if the other party responds to the hand-holding salute, then it is rude to let go in front of the public, Senior Brother Mo Xuan, do you understand?"

Mo Xuan was stunned for a moment, and before he could ask why this senior Rahman knew his name, Rahman had already stood up and led Mo Xuan towards the pyramid. Along the way, they will attract countless eyes, and most of these eyes are not very good-looking when they look at Mo Xuan. Mo Xuan smiled bitterly secretly, senior, are you going to play me to death。。。。。。

Under the gaze of everyone, Rahman finally entered the pyramid with Mo Xuan. As soon as he stepped into the pyramid, Mo Xuan felt that the temperature around him had dropped significantly. The inside of the pyramid is not as narrow as Mo Xuan thought, but an extremely wide corridor. On both sides of the corridor are many stone gates, and rows of crystal chandeliers hang on the ceiling, making the pyramid resplendent with gold.

"This is the main tower of the Pyramid of Agaro. In order to ensure the stability of the Elephantless Qi in the main tower, a rune array is applied, so the temperature in the main tower is always constant. Rahman smiled and explained to Mo Xuan. "Okay, you don't have to hold hands when you get here. Rahman added.

Mo Xuan realized that Rahman had put his hand down, gently patting the dust on the dress. Mo Xuan smiled bitterly, thinking to herself, it's too late to release at this time, I guess my future life will be very exciting。。。。。。

"You put your hand in first, wouldn't it be rude not to respond?" said Rahman, who seemed to know what Mo Xuan was thinking.

Mo Xuan was taken aback. Rahman added: "Mind reading is also one of our compulsory techniques, and every assessment of this technique is a black evaluation.

"Black rating?"

"Each subject in the Pyramid of Agara is graded by color. It is divided into white, blue, blue, purple, black and so on, of which white is the lowest, black is the highest, of course, the purity of the color is also one of the criteria for assessing the merits. Rahman explained.

The corridor was empty, only the two of them, the light and shadow of the crystal chandelier quietly hit the ground covered with goose-yellow carpet, and the stone doors on both sides were hidden, quietly, as if even the sound of dust falling could be heard clearly. A young girl walked slowly from the depths of the corridor, her small face without a trace of expression, her waist-length long black hair curled into large waves. A string of silver bracelets hung from the lotus root-like wrists, on which two delicate bells clanged with the girl's steps. The big eyes seem to be able to bubble up with water, and the pale blue pupils don't have any temperature, and they seem to be indifferent to everything.

Senior Rahman straightened his dress, showed a confident and sunny smile, and stepped forward to bow to the girl very gentlemanly------ which is the common problem of these nobles.

However, the girl didn't look at him, and walked directly past him, and when she passed by Mo Xuan, the girl paused and glanced at Mo Xuan, and there seemed to be some magic in her light blue eyes, which made Mo Xuan slightly stunned. When he came back to his senses, only the faint fragrance of the girl was left around him.

"It's really an ice beauty, it looks like it should be a freshman in this class, this kind of resource can't be missed in our temple of gods, are you right, Senior Brother Mo Xuan?" Rahman patted Mo Xuan's shoulder, looked in the direction where the girl disappeared, and smiled.

Mo Xuan was stunned and didn't know what to say, so she blurted out: "She's so short。。。。。。 After saying that, Mo Xuan is like slapping himself in the mouth, what kind of evaluation is this?

"Smallness is also a kind of beauty, and in the eyes of most of the students of the Pyramid of Agaro, smallness is more beautiful than fullness. ”

"Oh。。。。。。 Mo Xuan replied weakly. It occurred to him that the girl seemed to be smiling at him just now, and he found that the girl seemed to be indeed 。。。。。。。 It's beautiful.

"Alright, let's go. I'll take you to a place. Rahman clapped his hands and said.

"Where?" Mo Xuan asked.

"Just follow me. Rahman smiled and walked deeper into the hallway.

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Pyramid of Agaro, the mouth of the main tower.

"Master Alder, have you seen Mo Xuan?" asked an old man with a portrait in his hand and the old man sitting behind the wooden table at the door. The old man holding the portrait would definitely be able to recognize it if Mo Xuan was there, it was the crane elder at the ancestral spirit sacrifice. A young girl in a plain skirt stood beside him, frowning and looking around, and it was His Royal Highness Nochiinti Ramses.

The Alder master pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "Mo Xuan, isn't it the kid with the black shadow who was chosen by the Styx Xuantu for a rare time in 10,000 years?" Rahman just came to greet me, said he didn't have to review it, just registered, and then brought him in directly. ”

"Rahman, is that the boy of the Temple of the Gods, that son of the Nasser family, and now the power of the Temple of the Gods in the Pyramid of Agaro so great?" said Elder Crane angrily. Beside him, Nochiinti pouted dissatisfiedly. Apparently she has a very bad image of this Rahman Nasser.

"Of course he doesn't have that power. But before he came, the head of the temple had already greeted me, so I could only turn a blind eye to Rahman's behavior. Master Alder spread his hands.

"What is the old thing in Bourzhevan, what is he here to make a fuss?"

Master Alder shrugged his shoulders and said, "After all, the Temple of the Gods was also created by the Master of the Temple of Bourgeva back then, so it is only natural that he would favor the Temple of the Gods. ”

"This old thing, he gave Mo Xuan to Rahman's boy, who knows what Rahman will teach him? No, wait until I go and get Mo Xuan back!" Crane Lao was furious and walked towards the main tower, followed closely by Nuochiinti.

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Mo Xuan stood in front of a huge temple, which was surrounded by huge relief stone pillars, and between the relief stone pillars was a series of transparent gauze drapery and marble paved floors that seemed to reflect people. The vault of the temple was at least 100 meters above the ground, and from the huge windows it was like a temple of golden sunlight shining on the row of tall statues in front of the temple. In the center of the idol is the mighty standing god Emon, and below him is the god Ra who rides a solar boat. On either side of them are the ancient gods of mythology. Under the light, it looks solemn and sacred.

Mo Xuan was stunned, shocked by the scene here.

"Welcome, Temple of the Gods. ”

Rahman gave a standard aristocratic salute behind Mo Xuan and smiled.

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