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The temple has become more and more powerful in recent years, and it has become more and more rampant. Now the great elders dare to "mention" the monarch in person, which is really incredible.

The monarch was filled with indignation, and Princess Yingtong narrowed her eyes, suddenly swung a whip at Yumo, and said sternly: "Since you are serving in front of the saint, you must not understand the rules. The princess will help the saint teach her a lesson today so that she will not come out and embarrass the saint."

"You..." The elder didn't react for a moment, and when he tried to stop her, the whip had already hit Mrs. Yumo's body, causing her to scream in pain.

Jin Jing suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the whip, "Who do you think you are? Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

The monarch's face turned colder this time. The people in the temple were really getting more and more arrogant. He was still here, how dare he insult his daughter?

Princess Yingtong went to crack the whip, but found that the other party was frighteningly strong. She was so angry that she still didn't pull back the whip.

"Just because I am the direct princess of the Western Region and the apprentice of the former Saint Liu Feng." Yingtong said with a sudden change in her mouth shape. She did not know what spell she was chanting in her mouth, and then a tiny spark suddenly appeared on her whip. He ran toward the place Jin Jing grabbed.

Jin Jing originally didn't pay much attention to this little spark, but it was obvious that she screamed in pain, loosened her grip on the whip, and then swung it up with all her strength.

Princess Yingtong's face showed pride. She could not disgrace her teacher. But she also felt a little strange at the same time. She didn't expect the fire to be such a threat to Jin Jing, but she didn't expect Jin Jing to have such a big reaction. Her teacher said that fire can best drive away dirt. Maybe the woman was too dirty. .

Thinking of this, Princess Yingtong looked at Jin Jing with even more disdain.

"Princess, please put away the whip. This is the temple. Don't disturb the gods." The elder suppressed his anger and said calmly.

Bai Ruozhu wanted to roll her eyes when she heard this. It was gods and gods again. They spoke of gods when they spoke, but did they really have faith in their hearts? Do their gods allow them to deceive the people and plot others for their own selfish ends?

The monarch winked at Princess Yingtong, who immediately stopped and put away the whip.

Jin Jing finally extinguished the small flames on her fingers, and her eyes turned blood red again, glaring at Princess Yingtong, as if she wanted to fight her to the death.

The great elder frowned slightly and said, "Yu Mo, take Jin Jing down to accompany the saint."

"Yes." Mrs. Yumo was unwilling, but the area on her body where the whip was struck by the whip was so painful that she had no choice but to go down and apply some medicine first.

Unexpectedly, the melodious music came out at this time, as sweet and sweet as fairy music. Even Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but prick up his ears to listen, wanting to hear what kind of musical instrument it was.

Unexpectedly, all the holy guards in the hall showed admiration, and some even prostrated themselves on the ground.

"The saint is here." Someone whispered.

Finally, a woman in red clothes came up with a smile. Musicians were playing music on both sides of her. There were even two maids in front of her scattering fresh flower petals. The saint red lotus was walking on the lotus steps. Petal walked toward everyone step by step.

This, this is really a grand occasion, but judging from the behavior of everyone present, it is like this every time the saint appears.

Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but feel that she had fallen behind because of being too deliberate. Even the fairy music that she found pleasant just now had a utilitarian flavor and became a melodious sound.

The holy guards in the hall knelt down one after another, and the chief of the holy guards, Yue Feng, who had brought them in before, also knelt down at the door, showing a pious expression.

The Great Elder did not need to kneel down, but he bowed to Saint Honglian with a very respectful attitude. Yumo pulled Jin Jing and knelt down too. The strange thing was that Jin Jing, who was originally very arrogant, actually calmed down, and Bai Ruozhu even more It was discovered that Jin Jing's blood-red eyes had returned to normal.

Jin Jing's life was saved by the Saint Honglian! This conclusion instantly jumped out of Bai Ruozhu's mind. Although she was not entirely sure, her intuition told her that this was the case.

Hong Lian nodded slightly towards everyone, her behavior was elegant and holy, her almond-shaped lips parted lightly: "Everyone, please get up, no need to be polite."

After speaking, she stepped forward again and nodded slightly to the monarch, "Honglian has met the monarch. How is the monarch coming in?"

Her voice was very soft, but it was not soft and charming, nor was it arrogant and condescending. Instead, it was very peaceful, giving people the feeling of spring breeze.

And I have to admit that the Saint Honglian is a beauty that cannot be seen at first sight. In the eyes of an "experiencer" like Bai Ruozhu who has seen countless beauties in modern and ancient times, this Honglian is enough to be called a top beauty.

Of course, Honglian's beauty is not only about her appearance, but also about her temperament, which is holy but not lofty, kind but not ordinary. It is unforgettable. Even Bai Ruozhu can't help but want to take a few more glances.

"Young body has a good character. Looking at the saint's magnanimity, I think her magic has improved again." Although the monarch didn't like the elder, he was much more polite to the saint Honglian.

Honglian smiled, the smile was very faint, but that moment was enough to make all the flowers wink, and even Bai Ruozhu looked a little stunned. At this time, Jiang Yichun's voice suddenly came to his ears: "Be careful. , has a mesmerizing effect.”

Bai Ruozhu's heart froze. No wonder she was so distracted. It turned out that the spell was used. The original elegance and holiness of Honglian in her mind suddenly collapsed. If you are a person with a noble heart, you must use charm when you need to smile at others. Soul magic?

Maybe the temple needs a saint to confuse people. She has been accustomed to using this method since she was a child. She subconsciously uses it just to gain more people's respect and worship. But Bai Ruozhu feels very disgusted. Who wants to be deceived by others? What about the mind?

Considering the intentions of the temple and the pomp and ceremony of the saint's appearance, she shouldn't be fooled by the saint's appearance!

She looked at Jiang Yichun, and the annoyance that had arisen in her heart suddenly dissipated. Her man was not confused, so what else could she be upset about? Shouldn’t you be very proud and proud?

"It makes the monarch laugh. Hong Lian's magic is far different from that of the previous saint. I can only practice diligently to live up to my teacher's expectations." Hong Lian replied softly, then looked at the great elder and asked: "I heard If we want to carry out the judgment of the gods, it is better for Hong Lian to preside over it."

The great elder smiled and said: "It is naturally best for the saint to come forward, so as not to prevent anyone from thinking that I am partial."

Honglian expressed surprise, "The judgment of the gods is the will of the gods. Who can do this for personal gain? Aren't you afraid of the punishment from the gods?"

"So these outsiders are insulting the gods by questioning them and must not be tolerated." Mrs. Yumo, who was about to retreat, did not leave and said next to the saint.

Honglian did not judge after hearing this, but looked at Bai Ruozhu and Jiang Yichun with a smile, and asked, "Are you willing to let the gods judge whether you are guilty or not?"