Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 337 Rescue the Fallen God 9
Before leaving, he still had an unbelievable expression!
When was the last time the god spoke?Ten years ago! ! !Now...the spirit has reappeared!

Jin Lingyin was bathed in the white light ball for a long while, only feeling that she was extremely comfortable all over. Just now those people were outside, and she tried not to make any sound.

Now that there is no one around, she couldn't help but let out a short and rapid gasp, her small face seemed to be dyed red, "Oh..."

For some reason, the statue seemed to shake slightly for a moment when it heard the groaning sound.

After a while, Jin Lingyin slowly raised her small face to look at the statue of the god after the burst of strong energy was absorbed.

The statue is about three meters high, much better than those statues of the land and city gods. According to rumors, it took years for the first craftsman to make it, which shows that Emperor Huangyu attached great importance to it.

The statue has a cold and solemn face, high above the sky, and there is compassion and love for the people in the cold brows and eyes.

Confided the word god to the extreme.

Jin Lingyin always felt that the idol was weird, but she couldn't tell what was so weird.

I always feel...that beautiful fairy voice just now...the appearance of this statue is not worthy of the same.

The little ginseng twisted his chin with seven twists, thinking: Is this statue trying to trick me?
How could it come so suddenly, giving her a strong vitality that no one else had prayed for ten times?
It was obvious that Jin Lingyin kicked him angrily just now.

He frowned.

Can't help hinting, 【Yinyin, you can't be fooled by this strange statue... Dad tells you, things like this strange statue are like a strange sorghum that tricks a little girl...】

【Give candy to eat, and then make you happy. 】

[Finally, drag it into the alley and take it away. 】

Then circle and cross, there is nowhere to cry.

As for the matter of calling himself a father, Yinyin is still young and doesn't understand, he nurses the child like an old father, can't he take advantage of a little verbal advantage?
This matter, God knows, Earth knows, he knows, Qianqian doesn't know.

Jin Lingyin's small face was full of suspicion, 【Huh? 】

Because she had just been purified by the strong energy, her originally sallow complexion has improved a lot, gradually becoming pink, and her skin texture has improved.

Looking at such a cute little girl, Feng Qi showed a "loving" face in an instant, and said slowly:
[In short, Yinyin must remember, just use that statue as a power extraction machine, and for the rest, don't believe what he says, and don't do what he tells you, understand? 】

Jin Lingyin fell into deep thought, not knowing what she was thinking.

Only she knew that what she was thinking at this moment was: the little thing in her mind seems to smell a little... a strong smell of ginseng meat.

I don’t know if it’s sweet to cook in a pot and take a bite.

And the spiritual power emanating from his body seems...not worse than Yuan power.

Then raise him first, wait until he is fat, catch him like a piglet, and fry him in the pan.

As for what Feng Qi taught her how to use the statue, she put it all in the back of her mind, and forgot it after smelling the ginseng.

Not long after, what Feng Qi was worried about happened.

I just heard the statue speak suddenly, with a sense of compassion and kindness between the lines, "Are you a little believer of this deity?"

This voice is ethereal and magnetic, it's really nice, but for some reason, it always has a seductive aura, like a...devil... devil.

The corners of Jin Lingyin's lips curled up, as if she was very interested in a talking statue.

(End of this chapter)