Chapter Eighty-Five: The Candidate Saint

Liang Dong smiled bitterly and said, "Five years ago, I made an appointment with Xian'er, and when I saved enough money to go to the Holy City, I would go to her. ”

"Now....I'm going to break my promise."

Liang Qing hurriedly said: "No, when you get better..."

"No after." Liang Dong struggled to lift an arm, but after a while, he fell weakly on the bed board.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth helplessly, "People who have been deeply polluted by monsters are basically expensive." ”

"Besides....I don't want Xian'er to see me like this, in her heart, her brother Dong has always been handsome."

Liang Dong looked at Sang Jiaojiao and them very seriously, "I don't want to delay her." ”

What a privilege it is to be a saint.

From now on, she will bloom and live this life in peace and tranquility.

No worries, no worries.

Five years ago, after he lost the election, in fact, the end of the two was doomed.

It was his delusion that he had been unwilling to drag on for two years, and he had also stumped Xian'er for two years.

"Miss Sang, I know you're a good person."

was suddenly issued a good person card, and Sang Jiaojiao was a little panicked.

According to experience, the person who is issued a good person card is a big injustice.

This kind of sugar-coated cannonball, don't try to confuse her.

Liang Dong: "I know you're very powerful...."It is impossible for last night's monster to die suddenly for no reason.

"If you go to the Holy City, can you please help me bring a message to Xian'er."

"Let's just say that her brother Dong has broken his promise and doesn't want to abide by the previous agreement anymore."

"He changed his mind and met a girl as ordinary as him, who could support each other and ask for warmth."

"That's it, the hard covetousness that doesn't belong to him is too tiring....."

Liang Dong said, but his heart was dripping blood.

Liang Qing couldn't cry, covering his eyes and feeling guilty.

Pathos? Is it touching?

Sang Jiaojiao kneaded her fingers, unconscious.

Looking at the deep emotions of the other two people present, Sang Jiaojiao's middle finger brushed the corners of her dry eyes, and she felt that she was not a qualified audience.

Twisted twice, Sang Jiaojiao still felt that she was too indifferent.

Liang Dong: "Miss Sang, in order to thank you, the jade in this box will be given to you." ”

Sang Jiaojiao's eyes became round, happy and happy.

She said sincerely: "It's just a matter of words, there is no need for so much...."

Seeing Liang Qinggang's shocked look when he saw the jade in the box, this kind of circulating currency should be worth a lot of money in this world.

Sang Jiaojiao felt that she was moved, definitely not because Liang Dong gave too much.

Liang Dong said firmly: "Miss Sang, don't shirk it. I'm the way I look now, I'm afraid I won't be able to go anywhere else after leaving Liangjia Village. ”

"Jade doesn't have much effect on me."

"If...."Liang Dong hesitated for a moment before slowly saying, "If Xian'er is not doing well..."

"Forget it, how can the fairy be a saint and have a bad life." Liang Dong muttered distractedly.

I heard that the holy woman's monthly portion of jade is better and more valuable.

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The people of Liangjia Village waited until the evening, and the red clouds shone on the horizon.

A vehicle that looked like a sailboat, carrying dust and belatedly.

No matter how many times you see it, the people of Liangjia Village will still show exactly the same shocked appearance as when they first saw it.

They looked up excitedly, envious and yearning.

The man in a green shirt with a long sword at his waist jumped directly from the cloud shuttle.

Old man Liang and the others immediately greeted him respectfully, and they had the heart to say a few words of flattery, but the person who came was very impatient.

"What about the people in your village who are running for election this year, come forward yourself."

The people of Liangjia Village suddenly turned pale, and they didn't dare to slack off at all, for fear that this swordsman who looked bad at face would be angry.

Being sent to this poor and remote place, Qingyun was very unhappy, and he was not in a comfortable mood all day.

If you want him to say, what good seedlings can there be in this kind of place, more than ten small villages, it is amazing to be able to make up the number of palms.

In recent years, the selection qualifications of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter have been repeatedly reduced, but fewer and fewer people can be selected.

Thinking that he might not be able to complete his performance, Qingyun became irritable.

Sharpened his sword on the ground, "Hurry up, your village is the last." ”

Sang Jiaojiao hid behind the crowd and observed the beast-like vehicle in front of her.

Similar to the carriage seen in Discord City, the shuttle in front of it is also equipped with an engine, which is also more advanced.

Because the shuttle does not use animal pull, the surface of the ship is engraved with energy lines, which can be directly activated by energy.

Sang Jiaojiao was happy at once.

This layer after layer of the world is still evolving.

From animal power directly to mechanization, barbarian and ancient, supernatural spiritual power....

It's as if the mess has been kneaded together and then formed into a four-not-image.

A total of six men and women over the age of 18 in Liangjia Village participated in the selection.

Three men and three women, lined up in turn.

Qingyun took out a golden token engraved with authority from his bosom.

Sang Jiaojiao stretched her neck and looked, this is not a spirit measuring stone.

Standing first was the boy from the family at the end of the village.

Qingyun put the token on the door of the boy's head, and the golden token first turned transparent, and then there was no response.

Seeing this, the villagers' faces were visibly disappointed.

The boy was also depressed, with tears in his eyes, and he was disappointed.

For the people here, this is an opportunity that can determine the fate of life.

Even if he didn't want to believe it anymore, the boy walked away quickly, and stepped forward with another one.

There are six of them, and only one girl is different.

When the token was attached to her head, a layer of gold was filled in the transparent color.

A shallow layer.

Qingyun accepted the token in disappointment, raised his chin slightly, and said, "Alternate saint." ”

The high hopes of the villagers of the Liang family fell into broken petals, and everyone cheered up and smiled reluctantly.

I can only comfort myself that it is better to have an alternative saintess than to choose none at all.

The chosen name is Liang Yuan, she grinned to the back of her ears, happily hugging her parents.

One family rejoices and one sorrows.

In the whole village, their family was the happiest.

Gain, in addition to Liang Yuan's bright future in the future, the family members of the selected people can also receive subsidies from the Holy City.

Three pieces of jade in 50% fineness.

The golden one contains more golden spirit qi than Liang Dong's box of jade combined.

Liang Yuan's parents smiled happily and carried the jade in their arms like a baby.

This is a good thing, the better the jade, and the advantage is that it is not close to carrying filthy gas with you.

"My lord, please wait a moment....can you please help reconstruct the cleaning circle outside the village?"

Because there are few people who are selected, Qingyun's face is not happy, and it is quite difficult to talk about helping.