Chapter 158 The Sorrow of the Saint
knocked on the door twice, and the saint's cold voice came from inside.
"Come in."
Ziyun looked back at Xia Hua, who was a little nervous, smiled and said, "Actually, the holy woman is very good."
After saying that, he took Xia Hua's little hand and walked in.
The saint sat upright on the chair facing the door. The interior has been newly decorated, and it has changed greatly from the way she came last time.
Ziyun smiled and said to the saint, "Ziyun came to visit the saint."
"Hm, what's the matter?" The saint took a look at Ziyun and said coldly
Ziyun thought for a moment and said, "It seems that there is nothing wrong. Why can't you come to visit the saint when you come to Noxus City? This is our blessing."
Xia Hua hurriedly half-knelt down and said respectfully, "Xiahua, I will visit the Holy Lady."
Saint Zhao Xianya looked at the phoenix woman who was half kneeling on the ground in surprise, and thought that this woman was the person who caused a sensation in the whole city of Noxus at that time. She looked good-looking.
I didn't expect to have such power. I smiled and said to Xia Hua, "Fing down, Xia Hua, I heard that you can sing the war song of the language of God?"
Xia Hua stood up and heard the saint's words. She hurriedly looked at Zi Yun and didn't know how to answer.
Zi Yun smiled at Xia Hua and asked Xia Hua not to be so formal.
Xia Hua felt a sense of security sweeping all over her body, and all the formality just now disappeared.
"Yes, these are all taught by the master to the girl." Xia Hua nodded and said.
"Oh? I didn't expect Ziyun to have such an ability. I didn't know you could sing. The saint looked at Ziyun with a surprised expression and said.
However, looking at the look in the eyes of the saint, he was not surprised at all.
On the contrary, there is a look of ridiculing.
Ziyun grinned and said, "Hum, what I sing is the kind that runs out of tune and goes to the sky, that is, Xia Hua's talent is good."
"Is that so? Without a good master, where can a good apprentice come from? The saint smiled and pretended to think about it and said to Ziyun, "I haven't heard Lord Ziyun sing. Why don't you sing for a while?"
Ziyun's forehead was confused, but she didn't expect the saint to come with such a hand.
But I can't sing at all
Wouldn't it be too humiliating to admit that you can't sing in front of the saint?
"The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, the clouds are flying, the sky and the earth are dark, and the sky and the earth are dark, and it is going to rain." Ziyun shook step by step, smiled, pointed to the roof and said, "It's going to rain. Go home quickly."
The saint and Xia Hua opened their mouths and looked at the leisurely purple cloud.
The look of surprise.
"Master, do you write a poem? That's great." Xia Hua looked at the purple clouds excitedly, and her eyes flashed with small stars.
"Cough, what's the use of writing a poem? Humph, it's just an oil poem." The saint snorted and said.
However, his eyes betrayed the shock in the saint's heart.
There are clouds in later generations. At that time, the "Poetry of Xia Yu in the Future" made by the Ziyun Emperor drew the sudden scene of Xia Yu and reached the peak of poetry.
More importantly, the Ziyun Emperor is a seven-step poem, which can be said to be a genius among geniuses, and thus subdued the heart of Empress Zhao Xianya, which made the Empress Xiahua admire the Emperor more.
Of course, this is the afterth.
When Ziyun speaks, he uses the language of this world, so it will not be the language of God, and it can also make the saint and Xia Hua understand.
Seeing the excited and shocked expressions of the two women, the Ziyun chicken was frozen, and the chicken was frozen beyond any more.
I didn't expect that the bullshit soy sauce poem could shock the saint and Xia Hua so much.
I thought that if there were any other poems, wouldn't it make the saints burst into tears and make them agree with their bodies?
"Cough, it's just done by the fun. You don't have to be surprised." Zi Yun coughed twice and said with an indifferent smile.
"Well, but you didn't sing either." Saint Zhao Xianya didn't want Ziyun to be proud in front of her, so she snorted coldly.
"Poetry and song fu is originally a family. A person who can make poetry may not have a good voice. A good voice may not have the talent for poetry and song fu. The saint does not have to work so hard." Ziyun said faintly.
"Well, I'm going to leave tomorrow." The saint snorted and paused.
The voice is a little sad.
Ziyun was stunned for a moment, thinking that the saint would not like me, so she didn't want to leave.
"Go so early." Ziyun said faintly.
"Yem, I'm going back. The matter here has been dealt with. You are very safe here. The three holy places and the people of the four major families will not come to trouble you blatantly. I can assure you this time." The saint nodded and said.
Ziyun smiled bitterly and knew that what the saint said was the truth. Although he was under the protection of the Sun Temple before, the saint and others did not clearly tell themselves these words.
Now that the saint says so, it shows that her importance to the Temple of the Sun has increased again.
"Thank you, saint." Zi Yun bowed and said.
"I'm going to hold a temple fair tonight. Since you're here, let's join us." The saint said.
"Ye-huh, okay." Ziyun nodded.
In the current situation, Ziyun doesn't know what to say.
Even if you want to comfort the saint, what can you say?
Say to let the saint stay?
Aren't you making trouble for yourself? It's better to let the saint leave. At that time, I won't be so worried every day.
However, listening to the meaning of the saint's words, it was because the saint came and secretly solved a lot of things before she became so safe.
In retrospect, Ziyun has not been attacked many times in the past few months.
This should be the credit of the saint.
"Holy lady, let me make you a soul equipment." Ziyun suddenly couldn't help saying it.
"Oh? What kind of soul equipment?" The saint was also surprised and asked with a smile.
"God-given necklace." Ziyun smiled and said, "Although it will not greatly improve the attack and defense of Her Royal Highness, it also has some effects."
The saint thought for a while, looked at the necklace in Xia Hua's neck and said, "Is this it?"
"It's the only one for the saint." Zi Yun said with a faint smile.
The saint blushed and nodded shyly and said, "All right."
Ziyun was overjoyed and let Xia Hua wait outside.
Ziyun slowly walked to the saint, and their breathing involuntarily increased.
The atmosphere is a little ambiguous.
"Goo-dong." Ziyun couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. Thinking of Zhao Xianya's crystal clear body in the bucket at that time, he couldn't help feeling a hot fire rising in Dantian.
Suddenly, Ziyun was excited all over his body, and a cold sweat flowed down from his back.
Looking at the saint's flushed face, Ziyun didn't dare to have any more superfluous thoughts.
If you do the saint yourself, you will be in trouble.
Apart from what the Pope will do, believers in the world can tear themselves to pieces.
The saint can't have affection, can't have love.
Although the saint looks infinitely beautiful, she is a pure figure.
If you have a broken virgin, you can't be a saint.
He even wanted to be executed by Ling Chi.
Zhao Xianya saw that Ziyun's original hot eyes slowly became clear, and the gentle care and pity in the clear.
It made Zhao Xianya slowly calm down, and she was a little frightened.
Every time she is with Ziyun, Zhao Xianya feels as if she has changed.
I don't think like I was before.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao Xianya said lightly, "Let's start."
Ziyun nodded and said, "Okay, let's start now."
Ziyun explored his spiritual power into Zhao Xianya's spiritual sea and gathered Zhao Xianya's soul.
As soon as he entered Zhao Xianya's spiritual sea, Ziyun suddenly felt the fragments of the Eastern Wilderness Sutra in his spiritual sea trembling.
A love and holy breath rushed into the heart of Ziyun.
Let Ziyun feel comfortable and forget all his troubles and sorrows.
The soul engraved knife in his hand showed, and he forgot everything. He only engraved the necklace given by God for the saint Zhao Xianya.
There is no extra action, and it is extremely accurate.
I only saw a green mass of light wrapping the two people.
The beautiful picture makes people feel as if the fairy and the god are together.
So harmonious and happy.
The two are as enviable as if they were immortal couples.
Take a long breath of relief, and the purple cloud takes the knife.
A blue light appeared from Zhao Xianya's white neck.
Crystal clear, like a sapphire.
Each bead is engraved into a heart shape, and the pendant is a larger heart shape.
The blue is reflected on the fair skin, which makes Zhao Xianya's skin white and tender.
"Blue?" Zhao Xianya slowly opened her eyes and looked at her neck.
The blue necklace, extraordinary and refined, made Zhao Xianya happy and surprised.
"Defense, 100000--101000, sacred additional attribute worship." Zhao Xianya slowly read out the attributes of the necklace in her heart.
I was so surprised that it was beyond my imagination.
"How can you engrave a blue necklace?" Zhao Xianya asked excitedly.
It's like an excited child, without the arrogance and coldness of the past.
Ziyun scratched his head and said, "I just think that the blue necklace can match the temperament of the saint, so it is made into such a color. I don't know why it is such a color."
Soul equipment, white, yellow, green, purple, red.
There is no blue color in it.
When Ziyun first saw the blue necklace, he was surprised. Was it possible that he had engraved the legendary equipment?
However, no matter how arrogant Ziyun is, he will not be arrogant like this.
With your own strength, the legendary soul equipment is not something you can engrave.
Zhao Xianya's face suddenly turned red.
Because she now sees the style of the necklace.
The shape of a heart.
Is this showing Ziyun's intention?
But the saint will not ask, and of course Ziyun will not explain.
The two looked at each other for a while. Ziyun laughed and said, "This temple will be attended by a saint. It will be extremely grand. Those sincere believers will be very happy."
The saint smiled and said faintly, "I hope so. I don't have a voice like Xia Hua. I can't sing."
"I'll teach you." Ziyun suddenly smiled mysteriously and said.
"Holy daughter, you are the strength of Liuhejing. Singing is just to change the pronunciation of your voice. I think you will succeed easily." Ziyun said with a smile.
"Is it so easy?" Zhao Xianya said hesitantly.
However, she was looking forward to it. She understood that there were two huge differences between speaking and singing.
Although speaking with their own image and temperament can make people worship, singing can make believers worship themselves crazily.
This is not the same concept.
Ziyun nodded and said, "Don't worry, it's on me."
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Due to the arrival of the saint, the temple fair attracted more people.
The temple also vigorously distributes food and clothes.
For those poor people in winter, food and clothes represent everything.
When the saint's clothes floated like a fairy landing on the table, the people below gathered around.
"True love is like the vast grassland
The wind and rain cannot be blocked by layer
There is always a sunrise
The sunshine illuminates you and me
True love is like plum blossoms all over
Cold ice and snow can't be hidden
It's the coldest
Blooming branches
See spring walking towards you and me
Snowflakes fluttering in the north wind
The world is vast
A cut of cold plum
Ao Li in the snow
Only for the Italian people
Love what I love without regrets
This love lasts for a long time
In the heart
The song like a yellow warbler floated out of the saint's mouth, and the holy light lit up everyone's heart.
"This song is only because it is in the sky, and it is rare to hear it several times in the world. It's intoxicating. It's simply the sound of nature!" Ziyun roared loudly in the crowd.