Zhong Lizi and Hua Xi did not understand these two simple conversations at all. However, Jiang and Xia understood, knowing that Jing Jiu was even worse than he thought, his face turned pale, he knelt on the ground and said, "If this matter is related to Uncle Family, please spare me... Please leave him for a while to ask him."

Jing Jiu is a person who values ​​commitment, no matter whether he is to others or himself, so he still ignores her.

The priestess looked at her and said calmly, "I will give you three minutes to convince him, otherwise no one will be able to leave his life."

The night wind gently blew her clothes and also blew the petals on the water. It was not until this time that she showed the majesty of a priestess.

She thought about the little life left, thought about her life, and felt infinite emotion, saying, "Will you just prepare to embark on a new path, and you will usher in an internal rebellion?"

"It's not a rebellion, you don't have to go." Jing Jiu looked at the grassland in the distance.

When he was talking, he didn't look at Jiang and Xia, so he wasn't talking to her.

Of course, everyone knew that he was telling her not to go.

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It may be to highlight the grandeur of the sacrificial hall, or it may be the tragic consequence of the last invasion of the sea of ​​dark objects. There is no more building within a radius of hundreds of miles of the sacrificial hall, only a vast grassland.

This grassland is actually severely desertified, and the reason why it can remain green all year round is entirely maintained by the government at extremely expensive prices. The soil is insufficient, so there are naturally no forests. A tree will appear at a long distance.

The wilderness is vast and the sky is low, and the trees are naturally beautiful from the picture, but it is extremely inconvenient for hiding traces.

Therefore, the invisible device of the Mojia high-speed aircraft has been in the startup state, and the consequence is that the tree keeps shaking and leaves fall all over the ground.

Mr. Xia took off the fallen leaves on his shoulders expressionlessly, looked at the head of the Mo family and said, "Do you know what you are doing?"

The head of the Mo family stared at his eyes for a long time, suddenly laughed and said, "Isn't what I want to do that the priest family has wanted to do for hundreds of years?"

"You tricked me into this to do this in the name of the priest family?" Mr. Xia said expressionlessly: "What I want to remind you is that no matter how bold we act, we dare not be disrespectful to the priests. Are you really not afraid of the entire family being destroyed?"

On all planets, the priestess has a very high status, will receive full support from the government and military departments, and will have the loyalty of priests and believers.

But the power that truly allows the priestess to maintain sacredness comes from the whole of the priest lineage.

Any force that tries to provoke the dignity of the priestess will inevitably be collectively attacked by all the priestesses in the Galaxy Alliance.

History has long proved that no matter how powerful those forces look, they will eventually be able to end up in ashes.

The priest family represented by Mr. Xia has served the priestesses for countless generations on the Star Gate planet. They do have their own ambitions, but they are limited to letting the family cultivate a priestess, and they will never dare to commit acts such as rebellion.

This is why he became very depressed when he learned the priestess' intentions tonight, but he did not dare to resist.

"Of course I'm afraid, so I need you, and through you, I will transfer all the people from the priest family and those you can influence out of the priesthood."

The head of the Mo family looked at him and said, "And don't worry, give me ten thousand courages, I dare not be disrespectful to the priests, nor will I touch your daughter, but if those people dare to leave the priest, they will definitely die."

A mocking smile suddenly appeared on Mr. Xia's face like wood and said, "Do you know who is in the sacrificial hall at this time? How dare you say such things."

The head of the Mo family was slightly stunned and said, "You mean...that officer?"

At the priestess election site, he saw the attitude of the Chief Executive and the Base Director towards the young officer, and guessed that the other party should have a very special origin.

"You know nothing about the background of the priest lineage, and you dare to stretch out your hand casually. You really don't know how to write the word "death".

After saying this, Mr. Xia ignored him, walked to the tree, closed his eyes and started to rest, obviously waiting for him to die.

The head of the Mo family was silent for a long time, looking at the stars in the night sky, murmured in an extremely low voice: "The problem is, some people's power... I know, what can I do?"

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The gray curtain was suddenly lifted up in a corner and then put down almost roughly.

I really don’t know what material this screen is made of, but after swinging it for a few seconds, it returned to its absolute level.

"I received a message from the fleet, and there was an abnormal startup..."

Ran Handong rubbed his messy hair, carried a military cap in his right hand and walked towards the priestess. Suddenly, he saw Jing Jiu, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you?"

She left the fleet for vacation and just arrived at the Star Gate Base today. She was asked by the priestess to preside over the second assessment. She was not tired, but after she loosened her body, she wanted to sleep even more, so she slept a night - who would become the next priestess of Star Gate? She didn't care much about it.

Jing Jiu ignored her.

Ran Handong stopped staring at him and said to the priestess: "Auntie, I just looked at it, and many people in the priesthood have left."

The priestess glanced at Jiang and Xia.

Jiang and Xia knew that the priest family must have played some kind of role in it, and their faces were paler.

"But it doesn't matter. We'll just stay here for a while. No one can attack the sacrificial hall anyway."

Ran Handong put his military cap on his head and said, "I have notified the fleet that there will be warships coming down in a while. Then, they will arrest all those guys for military trial. What a group of idiots... they dare to have the idea of ​​sacrifice to the hall."

To her surprise, the priestess ignored her and looked at Jing Jiu and asked softly, "What do you mean?"

The priestess deliberately showed his indifference, and Ran Handong still saw the deep respect she had hidden. He was very surprised and wondered who this young man in blue was?

Jing Jiu was unwilling to waste his time on these trivial matters, so he stood up and said, "Let's go."

This is naturally what Zhong Lizi said, just like speaking to the disciples of Shenmofeng in that world.

Without thinking, Zhong Lizi quickly got up, lifted up the hem of the sacrificial garment, and followed with small steps, just like those disciples of Shenmo Peak.

She completely forgot that she was the heir to the priestess and should be left in the priesthood.

Looking at this scene, Hua Xi covered her mouth and couldn't speak at all.

Ran Handong's lips moved slightly, looked at the two figures that disappeared from the gray curtain, and turned to the priestess and said, "Is this the heir you chose? Could it be that your brain is asking..."

Her voice came to an abrupt end, because the priestess had already bowed to the ground at this time and said goodbye to the figure outside the curtain.

Jiang and Xia woke up and quickly got up and chased after him.

Jing Jiu and Zhong Lizi had already arrived at the main hall of the sacrificial hall and walked out along the long stone path.

The bishop who guarded the second city bowed and followed his steps below the stone path, anxiously sweating on his forehead, trying to persuade the two of them. There were countless dangers hidden in the night outside the sacrificial hall. For safety reasons... He suddenly thought of Jing Jiu's identity and thought to himself, it was right, the gods could do everything, so how could they care about the malice of mortals?

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The night outside the sacrificial hall was very deep, as if it was about to devour this magnificent building.

More than ten bishops and Jiang and Xia followed them to the main entrance of the sacrificial hall and stopped.

The long white stone steps are like a passage from the abyss to the Kingdom of God. There is a quiet place ahead, and you can only hear the sound of the wind blowing on the weeds, and you can vaguely see the falling trees in the wilderness in the distance.

There are a few shining stars at the highest point of the night sky, which are the battleships preparing to return.

The quiet late night seemed safe, but in fact, I don't know how many cold eyes were staring here.

Jing Jiu signaled Zhong Lizi to follow him and walked down the stone steps without any hesitation.

An hour ago, I was here to receive the salutes of countless great people and the public, but am I going to run away at this time?

Thinking of this, Zhong Lizi's emotions were a little complicated, but she did not stop and followed Jing Jiu closely.

Jiang and Xia and the bishops watched their steps nervously, occasionally looking up at the night, wanting to see the beasts ready to attack at any time.

Nothing happened, Zhong Lizi's footsteps fell on the stone steps, making a clear sound.

Until he walked down the last stone stairs, Jing Jiu suddenly...stopped.

No matter how storm is, he can go wherever he wants. No one or anything can stop his footsteps, even if the world is destroyed in front of him.

What happened or something stopped him?

Zhong Lizi didn't expect him to stop so urgently, and he couldn't react and hit him on the back.

A few wiping sounds.

Several lines appeared on the blue sportswear.

Several threads appeared on the pants.

Several lines appeared on Jing Jiu's face.

The night wind blows gently, and the lines swing open like water lines, gradually separating, forming a break.

Of course, the lines on his face just sank slightly and returned to normal.

It turned out that there were many invisible lines in the air in front of him.
Chapter completed!