Ancient holy beasts in the wealthy

Chapter 312 Illuminated by God's Favored Sun Candle

When the little girl mentioned that she was dead, her eyes gradually turned red, and her little nose sucked in and out.

Trembling and dazed, she held the brocade bag and clasped it with trembling hands: "I woo, bless the sun, bless..."

The child prayed very devoutly, but Xin Zhu felt a powerful and pure force of faith attacking him.

Xin Zhu: "??"

He lowered his head, turned around on the little girl's face, and blinked in astonishment.

Eh?

can not tell.When he first saw the little girl, he could clearly see her facial features and understand her life.

Even if a girl's life is about to be magnificent, it is still within the scope of ordinary people.

But now, he couldn't see it, his face was foggy, like a divine beast.

There is only one possibility for this situation, the girl is not a person.

Xin Zhu narrowed his eyes.

"Bless the sun, bless the people in the southwest, bless the peace and prosperity of the world, bless the world peace, the health of my parents, bless me, I survive..."

The little girl's tone was very slow, but her words were straight and round, not at all like just now when she couldn't even speak smoothly.

It seemed like a changed person.

And when she closed her eyes and prayed, a faint warm white radiance surrounded her body.

It looks like she is suspended in the air, quite sacred.

The pastor held out his hand in surprise.

Xin Zhu raised her eyebrows.

"My lord, she has a strong healing power. I think her power will surpass mine in the future. Can I take her as a disciple?"

The pastor suppressed his excitement. When he saw a good seedling, he wished he could rub his hands like a pixiu.

Xiao Qi took a look, his eyes gradually softened: "Is this junior sister?"

Xin Zhu laughed: "Tell her."

Girls are not like beasts, and they should not be human beings. Xin Zhu doesn't know what she is, but her breath is gentle, so she can stay.

After the prayer was over, the little girl bowed to Xinzhu, and when she opened her eyes, the light disappeared, and she was taken aback: "Why, why are you looking at me?"

Xin Zhu pointed to Xiao Qi, "Angels, demigods, do you want to learn magic from them?"

Magic?

The little girl was puzzled, but she had a good impression of the pastor and the angels, and they gave her a very warm and gentle feeling.

The pastor squatted on the ground, trying to keep eye level with the little girl, "Do you want to learn from me?"

He spread out his palm, and there was a ball of white light in his palm.

"Wow!"

The little girl's eyes shone brightly, and her little hand subconsciously grabbed it. She somehow felt that this power was both familiar and strange, "I, I..."

"Can I?" The little girl trembled and lowered her head. The autistic little guy had some low self-esteem in his bones.

The priest opened his thick lips lightly: "Of course, do you want to learn?"

"It can save people."

"Saving people?" The little girl was stunned, and nodded vigorously, "I will learn! I want to save people!"

After speaking, he lowered his head with red ears.

God watched, and there was a thunderous thunder, and the fairy boy in the southwest became a doctor in Quanshan.

The corners of Xin Zhu's mouth curled up.

He turned his head and ordered: "Fengshu, go to contact Yanjing and report the matter to the past. There may be a big explosion here."

"Okay!" Feng Shu responded with a dark face, "I'll contact the headquarters to evacuate the crowd."

It's too cruel.

This move is too ruthless!

This is sacrificing the people of the entire southwestern region, "It's too disgusting!"

Xin Zhu looked at the sky, it was gray and completely different from yesterday, there was a murderous intent hidden in the sky above it.

Rubbing his forehead, Mr. Xin grinned, a bit interesting.

Yanjing headquarters.

Minister Wen didn't close his eyes all night, his face was gloomy, he stood behind the researcher, staring at the screen: "Did you find anything?"

"Minister, look here, we found some problems in Bahrain based on Leng Xiangrou's operation location."

The researcher looked tired: "I calculated the trajectory that is most likely to be ejected."

"It's probably here."

"Get ready to intercept missiles! Bomb!" Minister Wen wiped his face.

drip.

The researcher rubbed his cheeks, and quickly opened the message from Fengshu. His tired look disappeared, and his eyes immediately glowed.

The researcher jumped up in surprise: "Yes! Fengshu sent a message! He found the location, here it is!!"

"Open it and let me see!" Minister Wen hurriedly urged after a pause.

"Ehhh!"

The email from Fengshu was not detailed, but it was clear and well-organized. It filled in all the conditions they needed, and the researcher clenched his fists.

"Yes, it's here! Haha, Idol's apprentice is a talent, he should come to us!"

The researcher sighed as he quickly imported the data.

Minister Wen: "..."

Breaking free from the vortex of tension, the researcher regained his energy and struck more swiftly: "Wait a minute, it will be out soon!"

The researcher rubbed his sweaty palms: "Yes! Look, Minister, we found it!"

Minister Wen pondered for a moment: "Get ready."

"Yes!"

After a night of no dreams, Xin Zhu drank the unique Southwest drink and fell asleep until dawn. The quality of sleep was extremely high, and she felt refreshed in the morning.

Yan Youjiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Bring some when you go back, it will help you rest at night."

Xin Zhu glanced at him with a half-smile: "Then you need it."

Who is always energetic at night.

"Cough, who made the small candle so delicious, hurry up and wash it, and have breakfast." Yan Youjiu rubbed his nose.

Xin Zhu let out a "hmm", lifted the quilt, stepped into the bathroom, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Illusion?The flame imprint on his forehead lit up?

"Yan Xiaolong?"

Yan Youjiu, who was making the quilt, came over, "What's the matter, Xiaozhu?"

Scratching it uncertainly, Xin Zhu rubbed the center of his brows again, and said, "Is mine lit?"

"No."

"Oh." That was a mistake.

After breakfast, Xin Zhu looked around and saw that everyone was ready to go, aggressively, he curled his lips and waved: "Let's go."

Qiongqi was the first to stand up and respond, "Let's go!"

"Master."

When heading to Mount Aman where he was worshipped, Feng Shu handed the screen to Xin Zhu, "Look here."

"Well, I see." Xin Zhu's eyes were dark.

Mount Oman was full of voices because of Oman's return, and the decoration style was almost the same as yesterday, blinding the eyes of a group of people.

Showing the expression of a subway grandfather looking at his phone, Feng Shu's mouth twitched.

It's all aesthetic.

However, just when everyone in Daquanshan spared no effort to dislike her, the little girl's eyes gradually brightened, and she exclaimed softly.

Nine-colored Deer, who had been paying attention to the girl doll, patted her head: "What's wrong with the little guy?"

The little girl's cheeks were flushed, she lowered her eyes and bit her lip.

"Don't be afraid."

Passing by the crowd, the little girl took a breath, summoned up her courage, and whispered softly: "Okay, so beautiful, beautiful..."

Xin Zhu: "..."

What the hell?The people from Quanshan couldn't believe it: "???"

Doll, do you have a problem with your aesthetics? This kind of local customs from decades ago has become a favorite of girls.

Girl, you were born in the wrong age.

Xin Zhu was thoughtful.

The little girl was scared, and the courage she had just summoned was like a punctured ball, leaking air.

Little Ball shrank his neck, his eyes were red: "Oh."

Xin Zhu was happy.

"Very good, very special."

After receiving the candy handed over by Xin Zhu, Jiu Selu patted the little girl's head: "You are willing to express your liking, you are great!"

The little girl has been treated twice in the psychological studio, and the results are good. She is also willing to trust Jiu Selu.

After being exposed to Little Sun, the girl's symptoms improved like a rocket.

Nine-color deer is very pleased.

At the same time, it's a bit complicated. The effect of a course of treatment for him and Feifei is not as good as an adult's smile. It's a bit...

was hit.

The little girl held the toffee in her two small hands, and there were twinkling little stars in her eyes.

It was as if she had obtained the most precious treasure, and she held it tightly tightly.

Xin Zhu curled her lips.

After reaching Mount Oman 2000 meters away, vehicles are not allowed to pass, and the traffic police maintain order with black faces on both sides of the road, "You can't move forward!"

Their RV is very conspicuous here. The terrain in the Southwest is not flat, and few people buy RVs.

People have never seen a RV in almost half their lives.

The traffic police knocked on the window.

Compared with the previous impatience, the emotions are much restrained: "There is a busy city ahead, cars cannot drive in, you can park there."

"Thanks." The driver nodded to the traffic policeman, and squeezed the car between the two cars with difficulty.

After kicking to get off the car, Xin Zhu scratched her chin and looked up at the sky.

It was clearly a fine weather with a clear sky, but the sky over the southwest was filled with lifeless air, full of haze that humans couldn't see.

The little girl clutched the corner of his clothes tightly, shrinking her sense of existence in panic: "Oh."

Xin Zhu lighted her tightly clenched little hand: "Where's the courage?"

The little girl bit her lip immediately.

Can't cry!

She has the best reward, and she has to hold back for this toffee. The fingertips that are holding the corner of Xin Zhu's clothes are turning white, and it can be seen that she is working hard.

Xin Zhu couldn't help laughing, and snorted on her head, "Don't be afraid, with me here, no one can hurt you."

Wu Liuliu's eyes were shining brightly, as if the little girl had really been endowed with strength and courage.

"Yeah!" She nodded vigorously.

The corners of Xin Zhu's mouth turned up, and there was a hint of a smile in his voice, "Good boy."

There are people all around, they are all dressed up in bright clothes, but Yan Youjiu in suit and leather shoes looks out of place.

The believers were chatting and laughing, their eyes were full of abnormal heat, as if a crazy and scorching temperature was brewing.

"Oman is back, Oman is back!"

As it was approaching, Xin Zhu discovered their strangeness. Although the believers were talking and smiling, all of them kept repeating a sentence.

My ears are full of "Aman is back", as if I have listened to countless ensembles, my buzzing brain is about to explode.

Feng Shu's expression was in a trance for a moment, and his forehead became hot, and he suddenly woke up.

"What the hell is this?"

He wiped his forehead and wiped the cold sweat with his hands. If it weren't for the master's life-saving tattoo, he might have become a walking dead who only repeats.

The eyes of the believers were crazy, and they were a little straight, their mouths were wide open, and they repeated the words over and over again.

Not to mention the tens of thousands of people, even if one person is insane, it is enough to make the soles of the feet feel cold.

So weird!

Feng Shu's heart skipped a beat, he hurried to Xin Zhu's side, and beeped softly: "Master, they are too scary, what's going on?"

After narrowing her eyes for a while, Xin Zhu stroked her chin: "It was the songs of the deep-sea mermaids that bewitched them."

Each of them smelled of the sea.

Feng Shu suddenly realized.

"Oh!"

He quickly took out his mobile phone, patted the crowd, and really detected the remaining power in their blinded eyes.

"Hey, here it is!" Feng Shu slapped his hands, "No wonder the big waiter came to sing last night."

What kind of thought is this? It's really vicious.

Xin Zhu nodded.

Hundreds of thousands of people have grown into millions in just a few days. Their eyes are distracted, and the corners of their mouths are grinning, "Oman is back!"

The momentum is huge and the scale is unprecedented, and Xin Zhu has to admire that such a huge teaching has been pulled in such a short time.

Leng Xiangrou is a little bit more patient.

Finally squeezed onto Mount Oman, there are countless heads up, and there are still countless heads down.

A dense crowd of people crowded shoulder to shoulder, chanting words.

People who might have clear minds were also mentally retarded by the quarrel, and they responded, "Aman is back, Aman is back..."

"tui!" In the midst of countless ensembles, such a sound suddenly came from the ear, which attracted people's attention.

Xin Zhu tilted her head in doubt.

It was a beautiful boy with big black eyes. He was wearing a brown sweater and had two small horns on his hat, which made him look very cute.

Sensing something strange, he turned his head viciously, his big wet eyes trying to be fierce.

Then, he was stunned: "Eh??"

He squinted and squeezed over, eyes that were already rounder than those of ordinary people: "You guys, why haven't you been affected by this evil cult?"

"Wait, who are you?" The boy seemed to realize that his actions were too reckless, and the boy immediately became alert.

The little girl hid behind Xin Zhu, quietly revealing half of her head.

Who is this.

The boy lowered his head, happened to meet the girl's eyes, and then both blinked at the same time, "Wow! It seems like I fell in love at first sight!"

The delicate boy blushed suddenly, and he awkwardly handed over the wilted dogtail grass in his hand.

little girl:"…………"

Xin Zhu was overjoyed, his eyes were full of smiles, the children nowadays are really precocious.

As if aware of the girl's trust in Xin Zhu, the boy cleared his throat: "Yue, father-in-law, I, I will treat her well!"

Rubbing his forehead, Xin Zhu was amused, but he didn't expect such an interesting guy to exist in the smoky southwest.

The little girl looked him up, pouted unhappily, and retorted in a low voice: "I don't want to eat grass!"

She doesn't want to be with a deer.

Is it the same race?Nine-colored Deer turned his head and looked at the little boy in surprise.

Glancing at the little girl, and then at the little boy, Xin Zhu's eyes flashed meaningfully, "Why are you so sure?"

Is this Omani religion a cult?

The angry boy was annoyed: "Of course I know, I am, I am... why should I tell you!"

He suddenly changed his words and looked at Xin Zhu vigilantly.

Blinking, he rubbed his face shyly again, coughed lightly, and said, "If my father-in-law agrees to my request, I will tell him."

"No, you are so much uglier than Brother Chezhulu!" The little girl was ashamed and angry.

Wheel deer...

Brother Chezhulu was not happy at all.

After all, Xin Zhu couldn't hold back her laughter. Unexpectedly, this trip was very rewarding. Not only did she find Aman, but she also found the colorful deer.

The colorful deer was not happy anymore, he glared, "Which car's wheels dare to be fine?"

I stabbed you!

Nine-Colored Deer: "..."

"Ah! Aman is here! Look at the sky! Wow, she really flew over!"

Leng Xiangrou rode a colorful deer and slowly landed on the stage. She spread her hands, and immediately attracted cheers like a tsunami.

The colorful deer looked at the platform, and his eyes could get angry: "Bah! Bah, fake and shoddy!"

"What! This is slander! That deer is so ugly!"

"Who is so ugly!"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and the nine-color deer snorted on the little girl's head, then looked at the little boy helplessly: "You are the real colorful deer, right?"

He pointed to the colorful sika deer far away on the high platform: "That's just fake."

The colorful deer's angry expression paused, and he felt the coercion of his clan.

Eh? ? ?

This is the legendary wheel? ?

The colorful deer was stunned: "Who are you? Aren't you a wheel? Why aren't you round at all? Where's your tire waist?"

Nine-Colored Deer: "..."

Nine-Colored Deer: "..."

Niu Colu laughed convulsively beside him, completely ignoring the mentality that Che Lululu was about to collapse.

Xin Zhu raised her head, and looked at Leng Xiangrou across the vast crowd.

Xin Zhu curled his lips into a smile and gestured with his index finger.

God is on his side.

Xin Zhu didn't know how God arranged it, but the old man did deliver the key to victory to him.

Oman and the colorful deer are by his side, it is absolutely impossible for Leng Xiangrou to gain fame.

but……

Xin Zhu squinted her eyes, Leng Xiangrou clearly knew that he had come prepared, but she didn't rush, as if she was very confident in her arrangement?

Is it for that hot weapon?Xin Zhu glanced at Feng Shu: "Is there any latest news from Minister Wen?"

"Don't worry, Master, there will be no problem there." Feng Shu assured with a pat on the heart.

So where does her confidence come from?