Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 720 Final Chapter The Gods Return 9

The woman was dressed in spotless white clothes, her eyebrows were dark and cold, and she was sitting on a wooden chair with an indifferent expression. Her long black hair was tied with a hairband.

Occasionally, a few strands of hair on both sides fluttered in the breeze, and a ray of sacred warm sunshine happened to climb onto the woman's jade-like side face. She was bathed in the sunshine, her beauty was divine and breathtaking.

Although she didn't have any gorgeous clothes or jewelry, she relied on her temperament and character to make Liu Yao feel like she was facing a formidable enemy.

A trace of jealousy flashed in Liu Yao's eyes. She always stood so high and high, but she could easily get everyone's stunning gazes. And she had tried so hard to dress herself up, but she could only be on par with her.

"Elder Chaolin, the four saints are all here."

The temple maid respectfully reported to the six elders sitting on the steps.

The entire sacrificial heaven is vast and boundless. There are seven chairs placed on the thirty-three steps. At present, the six chairs on the left and right are occupied, and only the middle chair is empty.

Wan Chaolin sat on the left side of the empty seat and looked at the old man with black hair and white beard sitting on the right side of the empty seat:

"Elder Qiu, what did the palace master say?"

Qiu Zhongkui had a face with Chinese characters and a cold and serious expression: "The master of the palace said, let the god prayer ceremony begin."

Wan Chaolin sighed, understanding that the palace master did not want to show up.

"In that case, let the ceremony begin."

Pray to God, pray to God, the key point is to pray to God.

The saints only need to select a spiritual core fragment, place it on the sacrificial altar, sincerely pray to the gods, and wait for a result.

Liu Yao sat below and looked at Quan Jiu with her charming eyes:

"On weekdays, whether it's killing monsters or catching them, you always take the lead. Why have you changed your gender today?"

Quan Jiu met Liu Yao's appraising eyes and slowly stood up.

It has to be said that sometimes, the person who knows you best is your enemy. Wan Chaolin didn't even notice it, but Liu Yao picked it out in one face to face.

The original person was not passive, so Quan Jiu had to stand on the sacrificial altar and look at the spiritual core fragments placed in the water tank.

There are a dozen pieces of spiritual core fragments in total, and their shape is a bit like a broken shell on the seaside. But from the outside, there is not much difference.

Of course, it doesn't matter if there are differences. The spiritual core fragment is just a carrier. What the gods value is the spiritual power of the saint.

Quan Jiu picked and picked, finally choosing the one that looked smallest and most ragged, and placed it in his soft, white palm.

"I've chosen."

After seeing the spiritual core fragment in her hand clearly, Liu Yao twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Quan Jiu again as if he was looking at a fool.

This is disrespectful to God.

Wan Chaolin's face changed slightly, and disapproval flashed in his eyes: "Luan'er, are you sure you don't want to choose another option?"

His voice was not loud, and his voice was deep, putting pressure on people.

Quan Jiu stared at the spiritual core fragments, which had black lines on them. The one in her hand looked like a pig with a smiling face, like Peppa Pig:

"No choice, Master, this is it."

Wan Chaolin sat down with a calm face, while Qiu Zhongkui's tight mouth relaxed at the side.

The second person to appear was Liu Yao. She chose the spiritual core fragment with the least black lines and a medium shape. Qiu Zhongkui nodded, obviously satisfied with this disciple's final choice.

The four saints had chosen their carriers, and Wan Chaolin spoke again.

"Now add spiritual power to the spiritual core fragments, and use your thoughts to try to communicate with the gods."

Quan Jiu tried to operate according to the memory of the original body. She slowly closed her eyes, raised her hands, and concentrated her attention. Soon, her eyes became pure white.

When she came to the most critical step, her breathing slowed down unconsciously and she began to try to send out communication messages.

There was a weak feeling that seemed to be calling her, cooperating with her, comforting her, making her relax unconsciously, relax, relax again...

Quan Jiu entered the state of unity between man and nature, and his expression was calmer than ever before. But at this moment, the pure white color in front of him changed, and all the white color dissipated little by little, pieced together into a huge handsome face.

The man was dressed in white, standing under a peach blossom tree, with pink petals flying around him. He turned his head if he felt something, and his clear, glass-colored eyes looked directly at Quan Jiu!!!

Further down, there are the man's deep facial features, high nose bridge, pink and moist thin lips... Because this face is close to Mrs. Quanjiu, all the man's facial features are magnified, giving her a strong visual impact.

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"WTF?!!!"

Quan Jiu was so frightened by the approaching giant face that he opened his eyes, his little heart pounding.

This face is good-looking, but the timing of his appearance is wrong. It's like you just opened your eyes early in the morning and saw a face close to you, with eyes glaring and nose glaring. The distance between the two of you is almost zero.

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Quan Jiu opened her eyes and stood for a long time before she calmed down her breathing. She turned her head and looked at the other four saints. They were breathing steadily and looking calm, as if they were simply falling asleep standing there without being frightened...

On the high platform, Wan Chaolin looked at her with a worried expression, while Qiu Zhongkui looked like he was watching a good show.

Quan Jiu blinked.

What is going on with this face? Who is the man? Why does it appear in her mind??!

Also, why didn’t Liu Yao and others respond?

Facing the confused Quan Jiu, Wan Chaolin looked ugly. Quan Jiu looked at him for a second and had an idea in his mind.

She wanted to see a human face again.

She closed her eyes again, tried to relax her body, and prepared herself to be scared in advance...

But this time, the human face did not appear again, Quan Jiu frowned slightly, and the scene in front of him took on new changes.

Very dark.

Very dark.

I can't see my fingers.

Quanjiu tried to use his mental power to communicate with the gods, and the originally pitch-black black suddenly burst out with a glimmer of light.

It was at this moment that Quan Jiu realized that the surrounding area was a cave. The cave was pitch black with no sunlight.

She wanted to see the scene in the cave clearly, but as soon as she gathered her mental strength, she felt a stinging pain from the sea of ​​consciousness!!!

She saw a pair of eyes.

There is only one pair of eyes, hidden in the darkness.

Eye color is dark.

Sad and indifferent.

Heartless and desireless.

Her heart sank slightly, and she wanted to see more, but there was severe pain in her consciousness, and she had to open her eyes again.

The strong sunlight broke into her eyes, causing her to squint uncomfortably.

There were still familiar altars around, and Liu Yao was standing one meter away from her, staring at the painful cold sweat on her forehead with a puzzled expression.

Quan Jiu is still immersed in the oppression caused by her black eyes.

These eyes obviously do not belong to the face of a giant.

She remembered clearly that the first time she saw the man, his pupils were a light amber color, while the second pair of silent eyes were dark and deep.

Quan Jiu took a long breath and wanted to try a third time, but the fragment of the spiritual core that had been placed on the altar suddenly cracked.

(End of chapter)