Holy Dragon Totem

To be honest, it is no longer easy for him to stand still after being punched several times by this Xuanmai state.

The blood on his hands was wiped on his eyes, and his vision was full of blood. The more he wiped it, the brighter it became.

He tried his best to see clearly the woman in the white dress, but unfortunately he still couldn't see clearly.

But even with his blurry vision, the woman's unparalleled elegance and tenderness still gave him a strange feeling that he had never experienced in fifteen years.

This woman's delicate body and appearance were like a whirlpool, attracting everyone's attention, and Jiang Zizai was not immune to this.

Even though it was blurry, I still felt that it was a face that could not be described in any words. The eyes, nose and lips were all like God's most perfect masterpieces.

The combination is even more perfect and breathtaking.

With her waterfall-like long hair, snow-white skin, and exquisite figure, every inch is full of thrilling attraction.

Especially that figure, for the young Jiang Zizai, it was simply too perfect and could not be compared with any little girl.

The long, round legs, the slender and powerful waist, neither fat nor thin, just right, and the fullness of the chest is even more imaginative.

But all of this is nothing compared to the soft and charming smile on his face, which makes people intoxicated.

Such a woman is a natural enchantress, which can be said to bring disaster to the country and the people, and to be the most beautiful woman in the world.

Compared with her, Jiang Yaning seemed too pure and there was no way to compare.

This may not be the difference in facial features or body shape, but the natural charm of demeanor, posture, eyes, movements, and voice.

No wonder, when she first appeared, so many people couldn't help but marvel.

Even Nangongque and the others' eyes widened for a moment, as if they were crazy.

Perhaps, she has long been accustomed to this, being the focus of people's attention.

Her eyes fell on Nangong Que, and the moving voice sounded again: "Master Nangong, this little guy is a disciple of our Temple of Sacrifice. No matter what mistakes he makes, it will be handled by our Temple of Sacrifice ourselves. Nangong Sir, can you give me this face?"

Jiang Zizai heard it, and she actually seemed to be protecting herself!

However, there is no intersection between me and this fairy-like woman who has conquered the country.

Moreover, she still needs to pass the qualification test before she can truly enter the Temple of Sacrifice. How could she just directly say that she is a member of the Temple of Sacrifice?

Only then did Nangongque react.

He shook his head, as if trying to avoid being immersed in the woman's appearance, and said: "It turns out to be the 'Nine Immortals Girl', the priest of the sacrificial temple. Ah, and Mr. Xiao. "

He trembled slightly, because it was only then that he saw an old man with white hair standing next to the woman in the white dress.

The white-haired old man was tall and thin, with an old-fashioned expression and a calm and powerful expression. He was dressed in a black robe and looked particularly neat and tidy.

Jiang Zizai had just seen this old man. Judging from Nangongque's reaction, this 'Mr. Xiao' should have a higher status than the 'Nine Immortals Girl'.

He should be a highly respected figure, and he should also be a person offering sacrifices to the temple.

The Temple of Sacrifice is a holy place for worshiping the ancient gods, the birthplace of totem martial artists, and the place where Jiang Zizai once dreamed.

Of course, it is also the dream place for almost all totem warriors.

Only people like Jiang Junxie would give up worshiping at the temple and go to the Holy Dragon Palace.

Jiang Zizai thought of the 'Nine Immortals Girl'.

Even in Dajiang City, he had heard of her reputation.

According to legend, her appearance was enough to cause unrest, but not many people had actually seen her.

It is said that her origin is very mysterious and she seems to appear out of thin air.

Her identity is the youngest 'priest' in the Temple of Sacrifice. In the Temple of Sacrifice, the status of the priest is already very high.

For example, if Jiang Zizai entered the sacrificial temple, he would be guided by a priest, and each priest would have at least hundreds of elite disciples.

Moreover, she seems to be the highest-status being in the Sacrifice Temple—a disciple of one of the divine attendants.

Because he was far away in Dajiang King City, there was only so much information about this person that Jiang Zizai could know.

He didn't expect that he would be here today and have some interactions with such a legendary woman.

Of course, she should be older than Jiang Zizai, probably about ten years apart, and her strength should be unfathomable.

In my impression, the world's positioning of her mostly uses the words "beautiful and mysterious".

I was really shocked to see him in person today.

As for Mr. Xiao, although his status and strength are higher, he is not as impressive as the Nine Immortals girl.

So much so that even Nangongque didn't see him at first.

When he came back to his senses at this time, Mr. Xiao must have felt unhappy. He smiled coldly and said: "It turns out that in the eyes of Lord Nangong, I, Xiao Youshan, is still there."

Nangong Que smiled awkwardly and said, "The main reason is that Miss Nine Immortals is too charming."

He paused, then became solemn and a little wary, and asked: "Miss Nine Immortals, what do you mean just now? As far as I know, this Jiang Zizai is not a person who worships the temple. First, he hasn't arrived at Yanlong Ruins yet. , officially enters. Secondly, he is not the first in the Qilin Association, and he still needs to pass the examination of your temple."

The Nine Immortals smiled softly and said: "That's not easy yet. Today I will announce that he has officially entered the profession and does not need to take the assessment."

As a priest, she does have this right.

But Nangongque couldn't understand, why did she do this?

He knew that this woman was also very difficult to deal with.

He raised his voice and said: "Sorry, I am executing the emperor's order to punish the suspect of the 'Huangtianguan Incident'. Even if he is a disciple of the Temple of Sacrifice, there is no exception. You two, this matter is very important, and it is related to the Sacrifice Temple." It doesn’t matter to the temple, don’t get into this muddy water.”

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Anyway, he has the Holy Dragon Emperor Sword.

Unexpectedly, the Nine Immortals girl did not give up.

"Lord Nangong is really stingy. Everyone knows that this little guy has absolutely nothing to do with the affairs of Huangtian Pass. If he just beats to death a jailer, he is one of their own from the Zilin Mansion, and it is not Lord Nangong's turn to come. Never mind. I just have to protect him today, Master Nangong, what can you do to me?"

She raised her chin slightly, and the sun shone on her face. Jiang Zizai finally saw her pretty face clearly, the way she looked under the warm sun, with her hair swaying in the wind, and her charming face at this time. The tone and the image are simply engraved in my mind.

With her taking the lead, many people nearby agreed.

"Yes, how could the young prince have anything to do with the affairs of Huangtianguan?"

"He is only fifteen years old. A few months ago, he was not a totem martial artist."

Jiang Zizai's efforts have paid off, and public opinion has changed.

Next to him, Xiao Youshan said: "Nangongque, ok, give me some face and forget about it."

The people and the temple all inexplicably sided with Jiang Zizai, which made Nangong Que understand that he had encountered a problem today.

He didn't know why these two people appeared here to protect Jiang Zizai.

But it was obvious that it would be very difficult for him to punish Jiang Zizai today. If he had to force it and spread the word, it would be very detrimental to his future work.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly smiled and said: "Of course, since Mr. Xiao and Miss Jiuxian have spoken, I will not pursue Jiang Zizai's fault for the time being. Jiang Zizai, why don't you thank these two! "

To be honest, Jiang Zizai was still a little confused.

For the first time in my life, I met such a heart-warming woman. I was so scared that I didn't dare to look into her eyes.

Her eyes seem to be able to speak, and once you take a look, you will fall deeply into them.

Jiang Zizai only saw her forehead, which vaguely looked like a small white fox totem, cute and cute.

He shook his head, looked at Nangong Que proudly, and said, "Of course I will thank you. It's none of your business."

"Pfft." The Nine Immortal girl suddenly smiled. That smile was for Jiang Zizai. Her charming look made his heart beat loudly.

"So cute," she said with a smile.

"Cute...?" Jiang Zizai didn't expect that he would be described like this.

On the other side, Nangong Que was really angry, and Jiang Junxie and Nangong Fengchen behind him seemed particularly unwilling.

But they had naturally heard of the reputation of these two people, and they didn't dare to make any mistakes at this time. They could only look at Jiang Zizai with hateful eyes.

Nangong Que pretended not to hear Jiang Zizai's words. He raised his hands and said to the two of them: "I wonder why you two came to Jiangwang City? After all, this is a key place..."

"You don't need to worry about it now. Even if there is a mission to worship the temple, I can't tell you, right?" said the Nine Immortals girl.

"How about I set up a banquet..."

"No need. Let's go."

Xiao Youshan snorted coldly and rejected Nangongque directly.

Nangong Que's face twitched, and he was filled with anger, but he couldn't vent it. After all, the people who offer sacrifices to the temple are indeed very hard to deal with.

"My dear, remember to report to the Temple of Worship."

Jiu Xian suddenly turned around and gave Jiang Zi Zai a wink, which really melted his heart. He thought he was very calm, but now he knows what it feels like to be entranced.

While he was still immersed in it, the woman in the white dress left in the blink of an eye.

Only then did he come back to his senses, feeling a little lost, thinking that it would be wonderful if he could say a few more words to her.

After all, she saved him this time. After all, she was Jiang Zizai's savior. He should remember this kindness in his heart.

"Father said, a drop of kindness will be repaid by a spring."

"I will remember today's kindness."

This sudden woman, even though she seemed to be her older sister and much older than him, Jiang Zizai still couldn't forget her.

However, the anger of Nangongque and the others has not disappeared.

Jiang Junxie coughed twice and said, "I tell you, go back and prepare. The wedding date has been decided, and you, brother-in-law, also have to prepare one or two shows to make it lively."

Jiang Zizai raised his head and smiled: "Toad wants to eat swan meat. Go back and look in the mirror to see if your face is any different from shit! Even from such a distance, I can smell the stench."

Nangong Fengchen shook his head: "This guy still can't recognize the reality. It's your ancestors' blessing that you can escape today. You will suffer the consequences next."

Jiang Zizai was too lazy to tangle with them.

Now, I'm out of trouble.

He wanted to go back quickly and ask Jiang Yaning what was going on.

…

The Nine Immortals in "Swallowing the Sky" is a special character.

She rarely appeared, but left a deep impression on many people.

It also makes the madman remember deeply.

However, her time in Tiantianji has ended and it is impossible for her to reappear.

The Nine Immortals of the Holy Dragon Totem are not the same person and have no connection with that Nine Immortals.

Crazy, I want to write about this type of girl again.

I want to make this image more complete and start again.

They have one thing in common, they are all foxes.

Their differences, you will know when you read on.