【Quick Wear】I always go to the wrong plot

The coming of the goddess was like a shower of blessings from heaven, which not only dispelled all the black fog, but also healed the wounds of the injured.

For a moment, people all over the huge square knelt on the ground and prayed to the goddess.

The goddess's shadow gradually dissipated, and was replaced by a rising sun.

It turned out that after a night of chaos, the dawn of the next day arrived.

But all these were regarded as gifts from the goddess. Julius had seen countless people crying and complaining to the goddess about their ignorance. He was depressed about where Celan and Sissi had gone.

Before he could find anyone, a group of people came again. The leader was wearing a red robe, holding a golden apple in his hand, with a kind look on his old face. Behind him were a group of holy knights with silver armor shining.

"Good day, King, Princess." Planche said gracefully to the two royal family members, "What an incredible day! After a thousand years, the goddess finally came again to save her believers from the water and fire."

"Those ridiculous traitors really shouldn't be bathed in the glory of the goddess," he locked his eagle-like eyes on Tilda. "What do you think, Your Highness?"

Tilda's face was so gloomy that it looked like water could drip from it, and Galen didn't dare to say anything without his sister's words.

Planche smiled and said, "Well, since it is the goddess's business, it is naturally under the jurisdiction of the temple. The two adults are quite frightened, so leave the rest to an old man like me."

Tilda's eyes swept from Planch to the Holy Knight behind him, and she walked away angrily.

Galen hurried to catch up with his sister. The troublemaker finally left, and Planche looked towards the chaotic square.

"First, make a new statue of the goddess," he said to himself.

I should have known, I should have reacted sooner...

Amid the prayers, no one noticed the small figure falling from the sky, only Seran locked her tightly in his eyes.

He was like a swift cheetah, with all his muscles tensed, and with a few leaps he caught the figure that was about to land in his arms.

Zhao Xi's body shrank again. She was now like a child of seven or eight years old. Her clothes were loosely supported by her body. Her fluffy blonde hair and pink face made her look as delicate as a doll.

My goddess has returned to me a long time ago.

Sai Lan hugged Zhao Xi tightly, his arms were shaking, not because of fear, but because of excitement.

"Tell me, why did she become like this?"

1314 was anxiously trying to catch the bad guy who was holding the host, and the man looked down at it and said, his emerald green pupils staring at it like a snake, and he spoke with certainty.

1314's fur stood up. He had known this for a long time? He wanted to play dumb, but seeing the host falling asleep in his arms and becoming so weak that he turned into a child, 1314 compromised.

"After suppressing the Eternal Night, the goddess' power is too weak, so she can only walk in the body of a young child." The snow-white cat no longer pretended to be stupid. It played with its tail and said anxiously: "Hurry up and leave. Her identity cannot be exposed."

"Is there any way to recover?" asked Seran.

1314: "An item of faith and residual goddess power."

It also refers to someone in a veiled way: "It won't work if you are a fanatic who doesn't believe in the goddess."

Seran lowered his brows, looking sharp, and a magic circle unfolded under their feet, which scared 1314 and made him scream, "What did you do?!"

But its voice was completely drowned out, and the teleportation magic circle swallowed up the two people and the cat.

"Hey, where is the person?" Julius, who was still looking for someone, touched his head.

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When Zhao Xi opened his eyes again, he thought he had returned to the throne.

But when she stood up and looked around, she saw a golden mass all around her. It was not a throne at all, but pieces of gold, silver and jewels!

Where she lay was still a cold throne.

Zhao Xi rubbed her eyes, but felt her own small hand. She was shocked. How could she become so small? !

She looked around for the cat, but the weight on her head made her reach out to help it. When she took it down, she found it was a crown.

A ring with four floral motifs, four small crosses and a double arch in the middle. The crown is decorated with filigree, precious stones and round cloisonné enamel. Chrysolites are intertwined with emeralds and sardonyx has a blood-red sheen.

Zhao Xi didn't always wear white dresses. She wore a short skirt embroidered with gold thread and gems. The big lily petals were actually carved from large diamonds.

Her long golden hair was elegantly tied up. At this moment, Zhao Xi was like a princess of the most powerful kingdom, sitting on her own throne.

Zhao Xi was really confused as to what was going on. When she was about to jump off the throne, she heard footsteps.

She turned around and saw Seran walking in slowly.

Zhao Xi opened his mouth in surprise.

It's not her fault, because the taciturn Seran, who has always been dressed in black armor, is now wearing a black and red long coat, with a vest embroidered with golden horizontal patterns inside. His slightly long silver hair swept across the black pointed collar of his bat wings, and the golden ears of wheat on his shoulders shone brightly.

What was even more terrifying was that an extremely gentle smile appeared on his face.

This must be a dream, it's so scary.

The corners of Zhao Xi's mouth twitched and he closed his eyes, trying to wake up.

"Have I disappointed you?" Celan's voice has always been very pleasant to hear, like the deep voice of a cello, clear and calm like the smooth bass, and gentle like the loving words of a lover.

What? Zhao Xi opened his eyes, trying to understand the situation.

Seran stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and said with a sad look on his face: "I am your most useless warrior. I can't do anything. I can only let you do it yourself, and you got hurt like this."

"That's why you don't want to look at me."

Zhao Xi understood that Sailan knew her identity.

To be honest, she felt a little happy, after all, she still remembered how Seran treated her before.

But looking at Seran kneeling in front of her with his head lowered, he retracted all his spikes and looked as docile as if he was tamed. Thinking of the little Seran she had seen before, Zhao Xi decided to forgive him.

"Okay, this is not entirely your fault, but from now on you have to follow me and save the world." Zhao Xi said tentatively.

She naturally hoped that Seran would fulfill his role as a hero again, but she was not sure whether Seran was willing to continue being a hero.

"If it is your wish, I will naturally obey." Seran smiled softly. He was really handsome, and his green eyes were so soft that they looked like cotton wool in early spring, which could entangle people to death.

Wow, you’re so easy to talk to after knowing I’m a goddess.

Zhao Xi was very happy and asked herself how she became like this, and Sailan told her everything.

Is it because of weakness again? Zhao Xi was not surprised.

"Can you touch my head?" said Seran.

"Hmm? Of course." Although Zhao Xi was puzzled, he still touched the silver head in front of him.

Such a soft touch, the face looks inhuman, but the hair is so soft.

"Where are we now?" Zhao Xi asked.

"The territory of the dragon clan." Sailan said.

Zhao Xi's hands froze, and she looked around: "So this is it?"

"The treasure house of the dragon clan." Seran rubbed the goddess's soft hand with his cheek, "The things here can restore your strength."

Seran smiled at her softly: "So I took this place."