Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

The waves were dyed golden by the setting sun, and they hit the black rocks, making a sound of breaking jade.

The beach, which used to be bustling and leisurely, is now deserted.

All the people of Cape City crowded into the huge open space in front of the Holy Light Temple, waiting expectantly.

As the sun set, five huge blue phoenixes, with their long feathers spread out, finally flew over Cape City.

"coming!"

"The high-level divine envoy is here!"

Everyone, even those who were not believers of the Holy Light Temple, looked up at the sky excitedly.

A high-ranking divine messenger! One of only twenty-four high-ranking divine messengers in the Holy Light Temple!

A high-level divine messenger that ordinary people may never see in their lifetime!

I don’t know, what does he look like?

Does he have three heads and six arms? Does his whole body glow?

Seeing the Qingluan chariot circling in the air, the crowd realized what was happening and automatically dispersed to make room.

The five blue phoenixes let out pleasant and loud cries, folded their wings gracefully, and slowly landed.

Everyone finally saw the person in the carriage.

A golden holy robe, a rebellious cockscomb haircut, and a cynical smile on his face.

"Uh."

"Is this the high-level divine envoy?"

"It seems different from what you imagined?"

Wadasi didn't inherit Anya's beauty at all, and Wahaha's ugly genes are very strong.

He was of average build and looked like a thin dog, but he also had a hooked nose, a small bird's beak, and an eye-catching shaved and blown cockscomb hairdo. Everyone was shocked when they saw him.

Where did this big rooster come from?

However, wearing the golden holy robe is enough to create a beautiful filter for all believers.

"As expected of a high-ranking divine envoy, even with this hairstyle, he still exudes a noble air."

"Yes, this is a high-ranking divine envoy, a noble servant of the Saint! The fact that we can meet is already a great opportunity. How can we be so shallow as to be picky about the appearance of a divine envoy?"

Five blue phoenixes stood gracefully and dignifiedly with their long necks held high, combing their feathers. The huge golden chariot, even with just one wheel, was taller than a wild bull.

With such a grand scale, even if there is a pig standing in the middle, it will make people sigh, it is really worthy of being called the Holy Pig, it is extraordinary at first glance.

The devout believers prostrated themselves, their bodies trembling with excitement.

"Please, God, bless us!"

"Please, God, bless us!"

"Please, God, bless us!"

Qin Youyou propped herself up lazily, acted like a messenger of God, and raised her eyelids.

Blessing?

simple.

While she was on the road, she had already made a last-minute request for help from God. The so-called blessing from God was to get some so-called "holy water" and sprinkle it on the people.

This "holy water" is just ordinary well water with hallucinogenic poisonous mushroom powder dissolved in it.

When the common people inhaled the vapor, they would instantly see a rainbow of holy light. Beyond that, it was completely useless, not even making people feel refreshed. If they inhaled too much, they would become addicted, unable to resist making a pilgrimage to Holy Light Peak to inhale more.

Even this kind of rubbish, with special effects worth only fifty cents, is enough to make ordinary people with little knowledge more loyal and devoted to the Temple of Holy Light.

Qin Youyou had already brought all these mysterious objects with her before setting off.

In response to the believers' prayers, she was very generous. She immediately picked up a large bowl, dipped the blue phoenix feathers into the holy water in the bowl, and sprinkled it to the people around her.

The water droplets reflected the setting sun and fell on the believers. Colorful light appeared before their eyes. They let the water droplets splash on their faces and bodies with their eyes fascinated.

The cool touch made them tremble, and their bodies and minds reached a mysterious climax.

"Ah! The merciful messenger of God has bestowed his blessing!"

“Thank God for your mercy!”

"We will always follow the Goddess and the God's Messenger!"

Looking at the intoxicated looks on everyone's faces, Qin Youyou's mouth twitched.

Is it so easy to be a liar these days?

At the entrance of the temple, Zhang Tongdou, accompanied by three low-level divine messengers and twenty low-level divine servants, stood there with their heads lowered and their eyes submissive.

Zhang Tongdou looked at Qin Youyou's pretentiousness and snorted disdainfully, saying that she was just putting on airs to fool these fools.

Unlike him, every time believers come to him with something, he has to really help them solve it.

He rolled his eyes and looked around, muttering to himself, why hasn't the dreaded God's Messenger Hunter come yet?

Are you no longer in this Cape City?

Or are there too many people and you don’t dare to go up?

He became anxious.

It's obvious that Wadasi is not a good person. He doesn't want to serve this big Buddha.

God's Messenger Hunter, please come and capture this guy quickly!

Qin Lie had already hidden in the crowd.

But he is not a reckless person, and his body can no longer withstand such intense fighting.

This time, he wants to outsmart him.

Looking at the young messenger of God who was sitting in the center of the crowd, on the tall golden carriage and spraying hallucinogenic poison water, he frowned slightly, and a strange feeling arose in his heart that was different from before.

This messenger of God was ugly and didn't seem to be very powerful. He looked like a lazy second-generation rich kid and was a lackey of the Holy Light Temple. Logically, he should be the kind of trash he hated the most.

But strangely, when he looked at the person in front of him, he did not feel too much disgust. Instead, he felt that the boy's movements were inexplicably clumsy and cute.

Qin Lie shuddered. Cute?

How could he make such a strange comment about a man, a young man, a lackey?

It's really creepy.

This inexplicable emotion made him alert, and he felt more and more that this new little envoy of God must not be kept!

But now there are so many people around and he can't act rashly.

Qin Lie folded his arms as he thought, his eyes slightly narrowed under his bamboo hat. After a moment, he grabbed Emperor Gou who was beside him and approached him fiercely, staring at him with his clay eyes.

"Master, Master, what are you doing?" Emperor Gou shuddered.

With his neck pinched by Yama Luo, his legs went limp and he knelt down.

After a year of getting along, the once high and mighty emperor had been reduced to a miserable slave. He had witnessed how terrifying it was when Yama Luo killed the messenger of God, and he could not muster the slightest desire to resist.

At this moment, his neck was pinched, and there was only fear in his mind, a fear that swallowed him like a tsunami.

"Spirit, shock!" Qin Lie said coldly.

The terracotta warriors are all made from the souls of those with strong spirits. Their most powerful feature is not their physical combat skills, but their ability to control their minds.

Emperor Gou only felt a shock in his spiritual sea, as if a silver needle as thick as his little finger had pierced into his brain, causing waves of earth-shattering pain in his brain.

A low voice sounded in my ears:

"Go, surrender yourself to her, and take her life within three days. Otherwise... after three days, your soul will be completely obliterated!"

Emperor Gou's heart trembled and he took a breath of cold air.

The pain in his head slowly subsided, but he knew that this calm was only temporary.

As long as the devil wants, he can take his life at any time!