Master Sheng, Madam, she became popular all over the world by fortune-telling

Chapter 353 Pulling her off the altar, dream (second update)
To say sleep is to sleep.

Sheng Shijing supported her temple with one hand, and patted Xie Xihe's back with the other hand like coaxing a child, gradually relaxing her slightly tense body. Just fell asleep.

In the dark, Sheng Shijing stared at the girl's sleeping face, only feeling that her heart was extremely soft.

What I didn't say was that it took a whole day and two nights from the successful registration to the present, but even at this moment, he still felt unreal in his heart.

Sheng Shijing has always known that she is different from ordinary people.

It doesn't lie in his status, appearance, condition; nor in his extraordinary memory, mental power or physique since he was a child; not even in the evil spirit that has accompanied him since birth, tormented him but has saved him from danger many times.

But in emotion, or in other words, in nature.

He has never had the emotion of wanting to be close to anyone.

Even if he loved him since he was a child, he respected Mr. Sheng more than he loved him, and he never wanted to take the initiative to get close to him.

Xie Xihe was the first.

From the first time he saw her two months ago, there was a strong desire in his heart.

I want to get close to her, I want to walk into her world, I want to take her as my own.

The urgency was so urgent that she couldn't even wait ten short months. From the moment she agreed to him, she made many preparations.

Until it finally comes true.

Deep down in my heart, there was still a vague uneasiness.

Suddenly, there was a feeling that she was the moon in the clouds and the scorching sun, but she was dragged from the altar by him abruptly, and fell into sinking with him.

It shouldn't be like this.

It can't be like this.

There was a voice in his heart telling himself over and over again, but he couldn't control the thriving desire in his heart, clamoring frantically to take her as his own.

He did the same.

Knowing that it was wrong, he continued to move forward.

Even if you lose everything.

Who let it be, this is what he has been asking for all his life...

Sheng Shijing didn't know when he fell asleep, he had a dream.

In the dream, there was a figure that was so familiar that it seemed to be carved into the soul.

She was wearing a golden long dress, which was as dazzling as the scorching sun, but her demeanor was extremely cold. When she stared into her eyes, it seemed that even the soul of a person could be frozen.

Standing tall on the altar, her glazed pupils swept across countless believers below, and finally landed on the man opposite, and she lightly opened her red lips: "Yes, I don't want to."

The man was also wearing a golden robe, his face was extremely ugly, and he said in a whisper: "He is Sha!"

"I know." The woman said, raising her eyes, her voice was light, "I've always known."

The man's pupils narrowed severely.

The woman didn't want to continue pestering.

Her gaze swept across the countless people below again, and a little guilt filled the depths of her eyes.

"Just this once," she said, to whom.

As the words fell, an extremely dazzling golden light shot out from her body, lighting up the whole world in just a blink of an eye.

The golden light scattered, the woman jumped up and jumped off the altar without hesitation...

There was an ancient and distant voice, but it was covered by the exclamation that resounded throughout the world. Everyone watched the woman fall from the altar and completely disappeared from their sight.

"Xi'er!"

Sheng Shijing opened his eyes suddenly, his whole body was already drenched with sweat.

The room was still pitch-black, and the girl beside her was sleeping peacefully, as if she had sensed the movement, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and she looked at him with her eyelids open: "Did you have a nightmare?"

Sheng Shijing came back to his senses, his heart was still beating wildly, but the panic in his eyes had subsided.

He responded, hugged the girl even tighter in his arms, and said in a soft voice: "It's okay, go to sleep."

With sleepy eyes, Xie Xihe leaned over and kissed his lips: "Don't be afraid."

Sheng Shijing laughed dumbfounded: "Okay, don't be afraid."

His chin rested on the top of her hair, and stroked her back one by one.

Xie Xihe put his hands around his waist and slowly fell asleep.

Sheng Shijing also closed her eyes, but completely lost sleepiness.

After an unknown amount of time, the girl's breathing calmed down again, and Sheng Shijing slowly opened her eyes.

After staring at her for a long time, the light in his eyes changed, and finally he relaxed his movements and stood up.

There are some things that cannot be investigated and can be put aside for the time being, but there are some things that should be settled properly.

The Chosen One.
Chosen One?

Sheng Shijing's lips curved into a smile.

If he dared to hurt her, even the sky would have to pay the price, so what about the Chosen Son?

A strong evil spirit diffused from the man's body, he glanced back at the girl sleeping peacefully on the bed, and gradually faded away.

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When Xie Xihe woke up, Sheng Shijing was no longer around him, so he wasn't too surprised.

Although she slept soundly last night, it wasn't that she didn't feel nothing, but she knew that he had something he wanted to do, so she didn't stop it.

There was a gentle knock on the door, Xie Xihe got up after getting dressed, and opened the door.

Xuan San stood by the door. Seeing Xie Xihe come out, he saluted her respectfully, and reported in a low voice: "The third master took Ye to the TCO branch, and asked his subordinates to tell Madam not to worry, and to participate in the competition with peace of mind. Can."

Xie Xihe's eyes moved, and he asked him, "How long have you been there?"

Xuan San: "About two hours."

Xie Xihe counted the time in his mind, he probably had a count, nodded and said, "I see."

After saying that, he went back to the room, washed up briefly, and then went downstairs.

Today is the third day of the group stage, and it is also the day when Chen Xiguang's Group C competes. When Xie Xihe arrived at the hotel lobby, Chu Xuan and the others were almost present, even Fang Xun.

Seeing Fang Xun standing at the front of the line with a pale face, Xie Xi frowned, and stepped forward quickly: "Teacher..."

"I know my body. I'm just watching the game. It's fine." Fang Xun cut her off and said.

Xie Xihe pursed his lips, met his seemingly gentle but stubborn eyes, finally swallowed back the words of persuasion, turned his head to the hotel staff and said, "Are there any wheelchairs?"

Yes yes yes!
If you don't have it, you have to have it!
The staff member nodded vigorously, turned around and went to ask someone for something.

Five minutes later, Huo Yunze personally brought the wheelchair over, invited Fang Xun to sit down, and said with a gentle smile, "It's too late to buy it temporarily, this is what my grandfather used before, I have wronged Teacher Fang for the time being. "

Fang Xun looked at the wheelchair in front of him, who didn't know what material it was made of, but he looked at it very tall, and said expressionlessly, "I don't feel wronged."

Xie Xihe had already helped him sit down in the wheelchair, and while pressing a few buttons on the armrest of the wheelchair, he said, "Follow us, let's go."

A warning light on the armrest flickered, and the wheelchair rolled slowly.

Neither fast nor slow, just the speed at which the team is moving forward.

Fang Xun: "..."

How does it feel for a person who has been poor for most of his life to suddenly have a disciple of a local tyrant?
It's hard to describe.

　see you later
　　
　
(End of this chapter)