The Protagonist Makes You Retreat About Thirty Miles

The place where the temple was located was originally the capital of a country. After its destruction in the struggle of heaven and man, the believers of the high priest moved the place to the ground and completely built the temple of the priest who served Su Ge. The high priest was born in the Western Regions, so the architectural style of the temple is also quite exotic. With Ye Mingjun walking on the stone-filled promenade, Ji Mo's mood was not relaxed at all.

Ji Mo has always been careful in doing things. In this operation, except for the high priest, he did not tell anyone, but Ye Pobian found his location accurately, and until Jiangyin City was attacked, the temple spies did not find any traces. This is because Ye Po As a prince of Mozhou, his ability is far superior to mortals, but if there is no stubble in the middle temple, Ji Mo will never believe it.

Someone sold his whereabouts to Mozhou, and may even cooperate with Ye Po attack to remove him.

Ji Mo never minded the people with the most malicious intentions. This has been determined as early as on the ship, but he still can't lock the target. Should the saints like the high priest not deal with him, are the remaining two white priests? Or is it a spy inserted by other continents? It does not rule out the possibility that the indigenous people of this world want to let the heavenly people kill each other and take advantage of the fishermen ...

Helplessly recognizing the fact that he had no time to rest even when he returned to the temple, Ji Mo suddenly felt that it was easier to walk with Ye Mingjun. Although the fairy had a clear mind, he would not at least murder his target.

Ye Mingjun has always been busy. At this time, he looked at the reliefs of these saints and found that it was not a mythological story he knew well. Then he asked Ji Mo: "Which **** do you believe in?"

"We are following the high priest. Everyone only knows that the high priest is deeply in love with an existence called God. As for who he is, only he knows."

These reliefs Ye Mingjun naturally cannot understand, because that is what the high priest Su Ge did when he walked on earth. He never mentioned the gods of his faith to anyone, but only looked for the traces of God in the towering white tower. . For Sug, faith is his own business and does not require any company.

It seemed that the leader of the temple was such a character. Ye Mingjun was a little surprised, "Aren't you preaching?"

He was not surprised to ask Ji Mo about this, thinking that this man would be abducted sooner or later, and he patiently answered: "The high priest has no intention of forming his own power at all. His only goal is to follow God's footsteps to seek heaven. But In the heaven and earth, only he did not like to kill, and he would help any people when he saw the death of the people, so the homeless people spontaneously formed a temple next to him after the war. The lower shrine has such a scale. "

In fact, Ji Mo still didn't tell the truth. Although Suge's gods were mysterious, he had known the truth after watching the plot. But he will not tell anyone this secret. When Ji Mo was most helpless, Su Ge saved him, and he did not want the saint to collapse in front of the truth.

"That is to say, your high priest does not need a companion and does not want to fight for hegemony, just sheltering the weak?"

Ji Mo's gloom at this moment was hidden very well. Even Ye Mingjun didn't find it, but only felt that the temple was far more interesting than he thought, and finally became interested in observation.

If there is any other man in the world who can make Ji Mo feel better, then there is only High Priest Suge. So he only smiled infrequently, "Strange people, right?"

Ji Mo rarely has such obvious goodwill towards people, Ye Mingjun quietly compared it, and found that his favorability in this person's heart was only afraid that it was far less than Su Ge, but he believed that his kindness to Ji Mo was no better than that person. Less, I only asked in doubt for a while: "I can also protect you, why do you believe in the high priest but not me?"

Nonsense, the high priest did not want to go to me! Being protected by the high priest is no more than a life, and being protected by you is not only selling but also sad. Fools know which one to choose!

Thinking of that **** love system, Jimo's face was black, and he still has a lot of troubles to deal with, but he has no time to play the love game with this fairy. Anyway, he returned to his territory and no longer has to bear it. Look, only said lightly: "Xianjun, love is a very rare thing, it will never appear on me."

His tone was very cool, as if it had really frozen all emotions and no longer have any heat. Wen Yan Ye Mingjun frowned, but said something that made Ji Mo's ice layer appear a few cracks instantly, "But I am the rarest existence in the three thousand world, you even met me, why can't you meet love ? "

Oh, then you are great.

Looking at this person with a blank expression, Ji Mo couldn't understand where he came from. He was so confident, but the other person's straightforward tone actually made him unable to find language refutation. Eventually, he only pulled the corner of his mouth, "Xianjun It is indeed rare. "

That's right, a fairy like Peicheng could never find the second one.

After harvesting serious internal injuries from Ye Mingjun again, Ji Mo was thinking of quickly throwing him to Su Ge and ran away, but a familiar figure was coming head-on.

The coming person looks nearly thirty years old, and his hair is neatly collected in a sloping hat, symbolizing the flame pattern of the sun covered with white robes. The temperament is the mature and steady unique to adult men. It is one of the three white priests in the temple. First-Sun Rising Changhui.

In Ji Mo ’s impression, whenever the rising sun priest appeared, they represented their high priest and went to the white pagoda again. He was in a bad heart. He gave a serious notice to the convenience of verifying his guess, "The morning star priest , The high priest is in the trace of the **** of divination in the White Tower. Please come and see him again at noon tomorrow. "

No one knows how much the high priest loves God more than Jimo, knowing that Su Ge is impossible to go to the White Tower tonight, and only calmly responded: "I know."

Ye Mingjun didn't care about the identity of the guest secretary. He didn't have to take the time to deal with others. He was still a little bit happy, and immediately asked the sun priest: "Can I live with him?"

When he asked Ji Mo, he had a bad heart. Sure enough, the Rising Sun priest soon announced the second bad news, "Your Excellency was invited by the Morning Star priest and he naturally arranged it."

So the last thing he wanted to see in the temple was the sun priest. Every time this person appeared in front of him, he either set up a difficult task or urged him to work. Anyway, there was no good thing.

In the heart is the idealistic theory of the rising sun priest and his rush, Ji Mo can only accept the reality that he will continue to be tied with Ye Mingjun, and take him to his own palace.

"This road is not very peaceful, and the fairy is about tired. I ordered people to tidy up the room. Please have a good rest tonight."

The implication is that you should stop for a long time. Don't toss me at least tonight!

Ji Mo was thinking about how to throw this man in the room furthest away from his room, but Ye Mingjun heard the exhaustion in his words, looked at him carefully, and suddenly asked: "You seem to Tired? "

tired? Naturally very tired.

From the beginning of Ye Po's attack on the city, Ji Mo has been fleeing overnight, and Ye Mingjun, an immortal who has unknown enemies and friends, dare not sleep peacefully on his side, that is, he had to take a nap on the ferry. His meridians were abolished and could not be practiced in earlier years. Such running is already the limit for the mortal body. If you lift the mask, you can see a piece of dark green underneath, but even if you still use the willpower to pretend to be completely okay In the face of Ye Mingjun's question, he only answered lightly and calmly: "My physique is not stronger than that of the monk, so Xianjun smiled."

"Give me a room closer to you."

I don't know if he saw through his disguise. Ye Mingjun didn't do any entanglement, and rarely complied with Ji Mo's arrangement. However, Ji Mo didn't feel at ease, thinking about this person's temperament, and told him: "Xianjun, the temple has a strict curfew. Even if you feel bored, please stay in the room and don't move around casually."

"it is good."

He answered too quickly, Ji Mo looked at it in disbelief, and finally he was not at ease, and reminded him again, "I haven't slept in the past few days, I might sleep a little deeper, and if there is any need, Xianjun can command God Waiter. "

"Oh, I see."

Ye Mingjun ’s response was still indifferent, but Ji Mo, who was already used to being harassed, was unbelievable.

Why are you so obedient today? This is not Ye Mingjun he knew! Shouldn't this man be prepared to secretly do something big after he falls asleep? What should he do? Should he stay overnight and give Ye Mingjun to Su Ge before taking a rest?

Ye Mingjun has always been doing his own way, and he has always been happy to make appointments for many years. The unexpected trip to Jimo is even more tense, and he has no choice but to take out and deliver it. In the past, "This is for you."

On the heart of the cactus is a sachet made of silver wire, but no spice is placed inside but only a round pearl is inlaid. This bead still emits a moon-like bright light in the night, bright but not dazzling. Although the tentacles are warm through the silver thread of the moire, there is a faint fragrance, which should not be ordinary.

Looking at the object hesitantly, Ji Mo didn't pick it up, but just asked, "What does this mean, Xianjun?"

Knowing that he was still wary of himself, Ye Mingjun smiled gently, "I refer to the gadgets I made, it can make you a good dream."

It was only after he said that Ji Mo found that the bead really matched the temperament of Ye Mingjun. Seeing that it should not be a dangerous item, he took it for a moment after being silent, and only gently said: "Thank you."

Ye Mingjun did n’t have much to see him accepting this thing. He knew that as long as he was here, this person could not relax. Although he had no choice but to raise Yang ’s picture, he only made a very interesting look and said goodbye to Ji Mo, "I Go back to your room to study it, and you will have a good rest. "

After he finished speaking, he really followed the priest to the guest room, until the white shadow completely left Ji Mo from his sight, he eased his mind and returned to his room in a trance.

There is no light in Ji Mo's room. Here, only he who does not need to rely on the naked eye can move freely. The familiar environment and the quietness of the night finally make the mind gradually relax, and the drowsiness also swept along. He was lying on the bed wearily, he didn't want to move as soon as his body was covered with bedding, but the glory of the pearl in his palm could not be ignored.

It ’s just an imitation that ’s already so precious, and the man ’s body does n’t know what kind of treasure ... the long-legged baby wants to run into his bag, but he refuses to cover the bag. I'm afraid the world will listen to it as a joke.

Such thoughts flashed involuntarily in his heart, and Ji Mo smiled silently. He knew that he could not leave the objects of strange heavens beside him, but he seemed really exhausted. He even stood up and put the object elsewhere. Gone.

This is the temple, he should be safe.

If you put it aside, Ye Mingjun's temperament will make a fuss tomorrow, and appeasing the fairy will waste him a lot of time.

Well, he just wanted to avoid trouble and lay down beside him for a while, it should be okay.

Thoughts flashed through my mind, Ji Mo didn't remove it, but he silently cut off his connection with Innocent. His eyes fell completely into darkness. The bright and warm light still could not be dispelled from the memory.

Subconsciously clenched the sachet. When Ye Mingjun left, he didn't say anything. At this time, he said to the pearl ghost ghost, "Good night."

The author has something to say: Ye Mingjun: Why do n’t you want me to hold this fake instead of this genuine one!

Ji Mo: Because a bead ca n’t drive but you will!

Ye Mingjun (Damn): Car? All of us immortals travel in the clouds without transportation.

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