Versatile Mage

"It turns out that foreign countries are also paying attention to burning a column of incense." A middle-aged man with an oriental face sighed in such a crowded crowd.

The first musk is the most devout, and the first person to climb the Prayer Hill in the Parthenon will also be favored by the goddess.

The person who said this sentence is Mo Jiaxing, who occasionally burns incense and worships Buddha.

He is used to places where people are, especially in the general population.

The Parthenon's goddess peak is not too cold, there is no middle-aged woman who dances square dance, and there is no old man who plays chess and drinking. There is no sense of freedom. Mo Jiaxing simply can't stay, only in the presence of fireworks. The place, Mo Jiaxing felt the real comfort.

Of course, his favorite is to join in the fun.

He could have gone to the "Vipeng Pass" to enter the Lizan Mountain, and Lizanshan also has his special seat, but he is still willing to follow this "mountain climbing" army, feeling like a New Year's Eve, everyone goes to the temple in an endless stream. The same, there is a taste of the year.

"There was a compatriot." Someone seemed to hear Mo Jiaxing's feelings. Mo Jiaxing came from behind a man's voice.

Mo Jiaxing turned his head and saw a blindfolded man in his thirties separated by two or three people.

He glared at the blind man, obviously a blind man, but gave a feeling of solemn and mighty power, and the waist bar would not bend down for the path.

Mo Jiaxing hurriedly made a few steps to let the people behind him pass.

"The eyes are inconvenient to climb, the younger brother is not easy, is it to cure the eyes?" Mo Jiaxing likes to meet people, so he walked with the man who is also Chinese.

"The eyes are not cured, and my brother is very humorous. I compare the important day of Greece to the first incense." said the blind man.

"Haha, let me talk about it. Since the eyes are not cured, what mountain do you climb?" Mo Jiaxing asked inexplicably.

"There is something to do, but my eyes are not very convenient, can you trouble the older brother to help," said the blind man.

"No problem, it’s all compatriots, there are difficulties, though."

"Thank you so much."

"How do you call it, little brother?"

"Jiang Bin." said the blindfolded man.

"Look at your temperament, like a soldier. The injury on the battlefield?"

"I said that I am a knight, brother, you may not believe it."

"Then you have a story, it's okay, let's go all the way, this long way, some people say that speaking will be much more comfortable."

......

Under the mountain of praise, a woman dressed in black linen climbed the mountain lightly, and the mountain was very wide, and it was arranged like an open-air venue. The six-color shaded sky yarn was perfectly spread on the top of the head. Formed a beautiful sky gauze dome, covering the entire Lizan Mountain ceremony.

The Mai woman looked at it and saw many seats.

There are some special people in the land. They all have a certain status in this society. They don’t need to climb step by step like the followers of the mountain. They have their VIP channels.

"There is really our position." The Mai woman pointed at the seat with some surprise.

The arrangement of the seats is neatly arranged, and the name is more clearly identified. Those who find their seats have a smug smile on their faces. After all, this is the first day of the goddess' tribute. The person who can sit here is equal to the ancient "plus." Guan Jinjue, they are closely related to the goddess.

The first day of praise can be called a commendation meeting.

The campaign of the goddess is not an individual, but a large group of powers, even an empire.

There are heroes who need rewards.

With foreign aid, we need to continue to collaborate.

Have interests, share!

"Will it be a trap? After all, we still don't know Ye Xinxia's position until now." The black linen woman continued to ask.

Next to the woman in the maid, there is also a tall man with a short hair and earrings. His face is clean and tidy, but some people are confused.

That is, there is a gentleness of women, and there is also the heroicness of men.

She is black, but the lining is red.

"She wears a ring, which means she has seen the pope," the man said.

"Although the Pope is our last goal..."

"Yan Qiu, how many people do you think of this pope on this mountain, and how many of us are there?" Salang asked with a hand on the earrings.

"Now the Holy See has more than half of us on the face, but the influence of the Pope for many years is still there, and it is still impossible to make a judgment in the end." The Mai woman said.

"I only ask the red dress." Saran said.

"If you are in red, there may be only three people on your side. One of them is a new person we support ourselves." Xuanqiu said.

"You didn't ask me last night why I believe in Ye Xinxia."

"Although she let go of the black pharmacist, the black pharmacist would have to return to heaven. We can't believe her because of this and give her the list." The extradition of Yan Yanqiu still feels that Sarah's decision made last night is somewhat inappropriate.

"Only Ye Xin Xia can lead to the real Pope. We don't make enough chips. We can never touch the Pope," said Sarang.

The extradition leader cares very much about every congregation.

In the eyes of Saran, all the congregations are tools, just to allow her to achieve her goal. As for Ye Xinxia, ​​he wants to control all the Cardinals and all the members of the Holy See. Hey, give her a good.

The rule of white and black, even the ambition that Wentai did not have.

But how about it, Wentai has been defeated.

Wentai has a lot of his dark eyeliner in this world. These dark eyeliners have probably told him that he is wearing a pope ring in the depths of hell.

This dark king has now gone crazy!

The daughter he expected was standing on his opposite side.

His purest and innocent daughter is now the head of a butcher's court.

If all the pain in the dark plane can't make him taste the true taste of the abyss of hell, then he got the news and he is hysterical in hell. He is now in desperate **** no matter where he is!

In the revenge plan of Sarah, the last person left.

Old pope.

This embarrassing old fox is worthy of her all the chips!

same.

The old pope has summoned all the cardinals who have taken orders from him.

Ye Xinxia has become a goddess and has become a pope.

Sarang is very clear that he is the only obstacle to his black and white rule.

The old pope is just like a nest.

This tribute to the mountain, the two major factions of the Holy See will eventually decide a dead battle.

The master will be the old pope or the saran!

"Adult, you seem to have deliberately ignored one thing." The extradition suddenly spoke.

"Ye Xin Xia did not dare to do that. Before any of our congregations did not reveal their identity, they were all civilians and devout climbers. If she did that, she would kill the people on the first day of becoming a goddess." Road.

"Also, she can't prove that we are church people unless she admits to the world that she is the Pope of the Black Holy See, but she does this by ruining the Parthenon and ruining everything."

"Without his sin, Wentai abandoned her, and her fate is destined to be manipulated. She either obeys me or obeys the temple, or obeys..." When Sarang just wanted to spit out the word Pope, Her eyes suddenly changed.

There are four people who have the fate of the left and right leaves.

Wentai asked Yi Zhi to supervise Ye Xinxia.

The temple mother has been supporting Ye Xinxia.

The Pope is also praising Ye Xinxia.

And he also forced Ye Xinxia to step into the Black Holy See.

Wentai has already gone out.

The only person who controls her is the one who is himself, the pope, and the temple.

The mother of the temple is not enough to fear...

But if the pope and the temple are the same person! !