Dressed as the white moonlight of the blackened male protagonist

Chapter 340 Rescue the Fallen God 12
Outside the temple where the statue was, several people discussed it for a while before tiptoeing in and pushing open the temple door.

There is only one statue standing inside the temple, which looks very empty, because not long after the incense burner is burned out, the air is filled with a little bit of Buddhist incense, exuding a pleasant smell.

Some smoked drunk.

Women: Very well, no one is here.

A few people groped into the depths. The dim candlelight illuminated only a part of the hall, and the rest was pitch black, completely blocking their vision.

Arriving under the statue, the woman surnamed Fang was about to remove the golden wine cup on the table for the gods, when she touched...a fluffy thing.

hiss!what?
"Ahhh-"

Immediately, everyone in the hall jumped up in fright, "What are you doing? Don't you know to keep your voice down?"

If someone is recruited, they will all be finished!
The woman surnamed Fang shook her body and withdrew her hand, looking down at the "tuanzi".

"Tuanzi" glanced at her with an indifferent face, and yawned lazily, "What are you arguing about?"

"I didn't see the nest, are you eating?"

The voice was soft and clear like spring water, and a little cute.

It seems very unpleasant to be interrupted from eating.

Then everyone approached with a candle, and then saw that the person next to the statue was a limp girl, because it was too dark and such a small ball, no one saw it.

The "tuanzi" that the woman surnamed Fang touched earlier was the top of the girl's fluffy hair.

At this moment, the little dumpling was holding a steamed bun in one hand, eating it with great enjoyment.

She took a bite of the minced meat bun in her hand, raised her eyelids and looked at the few people, and saw that they were holding offerings from the temple in their hands.

All inlaid with gold and silver.

Only then did he realize that he tilted his head, "Wow, you guys are thieves."

The girls: "..."

"We won't run into a little fool, right?" someone asked uncertainly.

"Then ignore her, what should I do." Thinking of this, those people suddenly became confident.

After Jin Lingyin quickly gnawed the steamed stuffed bun in her hand, she stopped in front of them with her thin legs, her brows and eyes were full of anger, "Stop, you are not allowed to take something from God the Father."

The corner of Fan Jue's lips twitched.

He seemed to enjoy it very much, the feeling of raising his little baby was amazing, and seeing the little thing protecting himself, the immature face full of anger was really vivid and provocative.

Several people immediately taunted, "Hahaha, you died from laughing, return to Father God?"

"Your Father God has long since disallowed you to ascend, do you know?"

"So the things in the temple are ours too!"

Relying on the girl's petite stature, the man raised his finger and nodded the short and puffy chest in front of him, and said with a malicious smile.

Jin Lingyin put pressure on several people, but still stopped in front of them.

No one is allowed to touch the things of God the Father!
A few of them got anxious, stretched out their hands and pushed the girl, Jin Lingyin's petite body was pushed back directly.

If he really fell, his little head would definitely hit the stone statue, and his head would inevitably be bruised.

A few people laughed viciously, dared to fight with them, and did not look at their own weight.

But see——

Jin Lingyin's petite body was dragged by a soft halo.

She didn't fall to the ground, but sat on the futon as if she was supported safely.

The statue seemed to have seen enough of his baby protecting him, and looked coldly at the sneaky people with his cold eyes.

He glanced towards the darkness, and the hint was obvious.

(End of this chapter)