The typo was later corrected] Tyrande blinked her beautiful big eyes and finally understood.
If Mu Zhi's injury this time cannot be repaired, then he will no longer be able to repair the black vortex.
In this case, the remnant soul of the prophetic bishop who has insight into the future will appear anyway and remind unpredictable people. He did not issue a warning at the beginning, which means that unpredictable injuries can be repaired...
Even, very easy.
"You..." Tyrande looked at Mo Yi in surprise:
"I mean... you already guessed this when you met the inner demon, so you destroyed your consciousness?"
Mobi smiled and nodded: "However, there was nothing we could do at the time. Even if we couldn't repair the injury, we had no choice."
"If the conscious body is caught by the inner demon, you, me, all of us will be caught in his net, and no one will be spared."
Tyrande pondered for a moment, and still imagined the terrible consequences of being caught by the inner demon from the unpredictable words...
In that way, whether it is her, the Ring of Recovery in unpredictable hands, or even the elves' homeland... they will all be exposed.
In order to keep these secrets and for the future of the elves, Unpredictability has suffered a lot.
Taking a deep breath, Tyrande's little face was full of fear, and she looked at the unpredictable and said:
"Fortunately, you are the Bishop of Heart Nightmares and can always make reasonable choices..."
"Fortunately, I am your man and I can always do things to make you happy." Unpredictable chuckled.
Being teased again, Tyrande blushed even more and quickly stood up and straightened her robe.
Since there were more people around Mu Zhi, she has gradually understood what the bunny girl costume is about. Not only has she changed back into her robe long ago, but she also wants to beat Mu Zhi.
"We will set off immediately to treat your soul wounds!" Tyrande couldn't wait.
Unpredictable smiled, pulled her back into his arms, and held her tightly.
If this was the case before, Tyrande would activate his abilities at will to make Mozhi fly into the air. This time, it seems that he was worried that Mozhi's injury would not recover, so he did not dare to do it.
She was hugged tightly like a lamb, as if all strength had been lost from her body, without any struggle.
"Anyway, your prophecy bishop has seen it all." Mo Zhi laughed, turned over and pressed her under him.
Tyrande's face was full of panic, and he reached out to cover his eyes, as if this could block some terrible monster.
"You...you...you are still injured. No..."
"My injury is fine."
"It hasn't recovered yet..." Tyrande's voice was trembling.
"What are you thinking? I mean, it's okay even if you haven't recovered! Otherwise, the prophecy that the remnant soul of the bishop will come out to warn you..."
"You... you have taken advantage of our bishop. Even this kind of thing... depends on whether he will show up." Tyrande laughed angrily, and his blush extended to his neck.
She suddenly hugged Unpredictable:
"You and I......"
"you......"
"So entangled, does it mean that if I want you, I must keep my promise, repair the passage and rescue all of you Albe?"
Tyrande opened her eyes after hearing this, her pupils filled with inexplicable complexity.
She seemed to be heartbroken, and a look of determination suddenly appeared on her face, but her voice was as thin as a mosquito:
"No...I want...I want to be with you..."
"As long as... I can be with you, nothing... matters. As long as you... can be safe."
"What a woman who forgets the justice of her homeland when she sees sex!" Mu Zhi laughed.
"No...no...don't bully others." Tyrande's voice could no longer be heard.
Unpredictable suddenly waved the orange-level talisman and pulled the curtain to the end.
Two million words have been omitted here.
.........
What a lovely spring afternoon.
Tyrande buried her head like an ostrich and helped Mo Zhi get dressed.
She looked like a little woman like this, without the domineering elf priestess's demeanor.
Unpredictable pressed her head lovingly:
"As usual, I have a message for you. It was said by Napoleon."
Tyrande raised his head, but the redness on his face still did not go away. He pursed his lips and asked in a low voice:
"Who is Napoleon?"
Mo Zhi straightened his expression:
"The first soldier who goes in will come back with blood on his head - Napoleon Bonaparte."
Tyrande: "..."
After thinking hard for a long time, Tyrande suddenly realized.
The whole body turned red as if it had been steamed.
.........
Tyrande helped him out the door.
Everyone is in the suite living room.
As if meeting everyone again, Tyrande forced herself to return to the cold posture of the elf priestess, pretending as if nothing happened.
The old cat glanced at Unpredictable, kicked up its two front paws, hugged its chest and smiled strangely.
Lu Yang stared straight at Tyrande, and was about to say something, when he felt a sudden pain in his back, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense.
Liu Qi stared at the pair of men and women with a pair of eyeballs without pupils, and said with a smile:
"The sister upstairs is so pitiful. Her boyfriend beats her until she screams every time!"
After speaking, she looked at the ceiling:
"But her boyfriend does love her. He only spanks her for two minutes each time and then stops."
Unpredictable: "..."
Tyrande blinked in surprise.
I couldn't hold myself any longer, it felt like I was being steamed again.
Xiaobai tilted his head and looked at the two of them: "Who is Napoleon Bonaparte?"
Unpredictable almost staggered.
Tyrande seemed to remember something and pointed at Xiaobai: "You...you...Fuyuan."
Xiaobai's little head tilted to the other side: "You are too immersed in it, and you didn't notice that I spread the source of symbols to observe you..."
"fight?"
.........
Southern Province, Uttar Pradesh, Monkril City.
The three figures passed through the portal in mid-air and appeared above the city.
Tyrande held Mu Zhi, and at the same time took the devil boy Liu Qi with her, activating her ability to float in the sky.
"The bishop doesn't want to be more clear. If you want to find a woman... where can you find her?"
Unpredictably felt the temperature in Tyrande's arms:
"Don't worry, it shouldn't be difficult."
"The four major sacrifices of the southern tribe were brought by the fragments of the Ring of Resurrection. If they are female... they should be wet slaves."
Among the four major sacrifices of the southern tribe, apart from Wu Niu and Yi Tian, the other two are Shi Nu and Clean Boy.
As for women, they can only be wet slaves.
"The Lord God Hesse, her ranking is only lower than that of the Wu Niu Sacrifice. She must be a half-spirit. However, she has not appeared for thousands of years."
Liu Qi was a little surprised when he heard this: "If it's at the semi-spirit level, we won't be able to handle it."
Mo Zhi nodded: "Don't worry, let's look for it along the Huan River first."
"The prophetic bishop will never lie to us."
The Huan River, the mother river of the Hesse people, also passes through Montreal.
Tyrande, together with Mo Zhang and Liu Qi, hired a rickshaw and drove it along both sides of the Huan River twice, but found nothing.
"Ordinarily... it should be easy to find a semi-spirit-level person." Liu Qi wiped his sweat: "I have to say that the weather in the southern province is really hot."
Tyrande shook his head: "If you are at the semi-spirit level, you will be less likely to be discovered if you hide."
"What to do? Unpredictable."
Mu Zhi raised his head and thought for a moment:
"That's weird!"
"It's true that the prophetic bishop always doesn't speak clearly and always resorts to occultism."
Tyrande and Liu Qi looked at each other: "You just said that there is no problem with predicting the bishop."
Unpredictable scratched his hair and called to the rickshaw driver:
"Master, stop."
The tanned rickshaw driver stopped the car and wiped his sweat.
"I would like to ask you...do we have any legends about Lord Shinu in Monkril City?"
Unexpectedly, since Shi Nu is so famous, this Hesse god-level figure will definitely leave some local legends if he is on the banks of the Monclir Ring River.
Although I know that the so-called Hesse gods are just contractors, I can't stand the fact that the Hesse people love religion and belief. When gods and men stay in the world, they will inevitably leave many stories behind!
The coachman's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly knelt down on the ground. He spoke to the sky three times in a row, and then he clasped his hands together in a Hesse ceremony:
"Your Excellency, Mr. Wet Slave, I would like to pay my respects to you, the cheap Pruitt Munsterk, the electric fan, the toilet paper, the blinds, the toilet, the flush toilet, and the exhaust fan. I hope your great glory will be with you and me."
After saying that, he looked at Mozhi and the others. Just as he was about to answer the question, Mozhi asked before him:
"Brother, I guess your great mother must have given birth to you in the bathroom!"
The coachman immediately bowed and said, "That's true. Guest, you are so smart! When my mother gave birth to me, the hospital was crowded and I was born in the bathroom of the hospital."
Tyrande: "..."
Liu Qi: "..."
Unpredictable turned to look at the two of them: "Look, I guessed it right."
Liu Qi snorted: "Isn't this obvious?"
Mo Zhi looked at the coachman and said, "If you can go to the hospital to give birth, you are considered one of the richest among the Hesse people."
"Right, because only the hospital bathrooms use toilet paper."
The coachman nodded repeatedly: "The guest seems to be a friend of our Hesse people. He knows us so well."
Mo Zhi sighed in his heart: Look at this, that guy Moses has a long way to go. The first step in rebuilding the southern province - emancipating the mind, still has a long way to go.
Tyrande was worried about the unpredictable injury, and asked if he wanted to chat here:
"Master Shinu is really here?"
The coachman nodded repeatedly, clasped his hands together, and said with pride on his face:
"To be honest, our city of Monkril is the former residence of Lord Shinu. Lord Shinu has been with our city of Monkrel for thousands of years."
Tyrande's eyes lit up: "Where is she?"
The coachman suddenly became unhappy when he heard this:
"How can Master Shinu be called an old lady? She is our ancestor of Hesse. She gave birth to three thousand children for me, Hesse. She is an eternally young saint!"
Tyrande: "..."
Mo Zhi chuckled, took out five silver coins and handed them over directly:
"Take us to see Old Man Shinu."
The driver's eyes suddenly lit up:
"Okay! I'll take you to that old woman's place right now."
Tyrande: "..."
Liu Qi: "..."
.........
Ten minutes later, the three people stood on the bank of the Huan River, looking at the statue more than ten meters high in the tower, looking at each other.
Coachman: "This is the great Lord Shiva."
This time, even Mu Zhi felt the corners of his mouth twitching.
This statue... is actually a woman. It predicts that the remnant soul of the bishop will not deceive me.
"A statue..." Tyrande muttered to himself.
Liu Qi was also surprised:
"This is really on the banks of the Huan River."
In front of you is the quietly flowing Huan River, and at your feet is the river embankment. The tower where this statue is located is on the river embankment. Like the Huan River Temple in Bancarol City, it is worshiped by thousands of people in Hesse.
The unpredictable Fuyuan Spirit Snake spread out, only to find that its soul was injured at this time. The Fuyuan Spirit Snake at the orange level only had an attack range of more than thirty meters, and could not reach the statue in the tower at all.
Tyrande: "Let's get closer."
Tyrande supported the unpredictable man with one hand, as if supporting his own man, and held Liu Qi with the other hand, as if holding his own child.
Three people entered the tower.
Sure enough, there is a lying statue of Shiva standing inside the tower.
"So beautiful." Liu Qi praised.
Mobi looked at the statue's face and thought so too.
Shi Nu was lying on the island, with her delicate shoulders exposed, her head raised to the sky, and she seemed to be doing some kind of seal with one hand.
She is a very beautiful woman...
Mozhi took a deep breath and popped out the Fuyuan Spirit Snake again to feel what was unusual about the statue.
However, he was immediately noticed by the guards.
The four contractors, who were only white-level and red-level, suddenly shouted:
"Be bold!"
After saying that, the four people walked out from the crowd of worshipers and surrounded the three unpredictable people in the middle.
"Holy Shinu respects this place and is not allowed to use the source of symbols."
"Where did you come from, monsters and monsters!"
Liu Qi tugged at the corner of Mo De's clothes: "They have seen through us, I am indeed a dead person..."
Unpredictable: "..."
Tyrande: "Kill them?"
Unpredictable: "No, there's no need to bother."
After saying that, Mo Zhi took out a token and threw it to the leading red-level contractor.
The red-level contractor hurriedly caught the token, looked at it carefully, and his whole body started to tremble.
After that, he bowed his head and said:
"Welcome to me, Holy Son of Hesse!"
"Master Priest, sit down, Elder Qing Niu is on top, Holy Son of Hesse is on top, accept the worship of all the people of Hesse."
This shout immediately startled the people around him.
The three contractors who followed him didn't even look at him. They also fell to their knees and shouted.
One word spread to ten, and ten spread to hundreds. The worshiping people of Hesse around him knelt down like waves, shouting the name of the Holy Son of Hesse.
Unpredictable and even suspicious of the people passing by who were too far away from him just saw someone prostrating to the ground, and they immediately followed him and prostrated themselves to the ground.
For a time, the name of the Holy Son of Hesse spread throughout the entire city of Monclir.
Even Mo Zhi himself did not expect that it would cause such a big stir. He no longer cared about the elegance of a scholar, and said in his heart that he could rule the world...fuck.
Tyrande was also so shocked by this scene that she didn't dare to move. She reached out and hugged the unpredictable waist:
"how did you do that?"
Unpredictable chuckled: "He's a contractor from the Southern Tribe."
In the Southern Province, even though most contractors are legally registered with the Supervisory Office, in fact, they are all from the Southern Tribe.
With the guidance of the epic, the management system of the Southern Tribe is similar to that of the previous life. Contractors are also arranged in hierarchical order. However, this cannot change the local characteristics. Contractors of the Southern Tribe still worship the Wu Niu Sacrifice and the Five Elders. .
An existence like the Shinu Temple in front of us is naturally stationed and guarded by contractors from the Southern Tribe. How can we be disrespectful when we see the token of Holy Son Mo?
You must know that although Holy Son Hesse has no blood relationship with Wu Niu Sacrifice, according to Hesse's theory, he is the biological son of Master Wu Niu Sacrifice, the next leader of the southern tribe, and should be worshiped just like Wu Niu Sacrifice. .....god!
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