My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: One hundred and eighty-ninth
Chapter 2499 4.189 The Source of Disaster
A group of more than 80 people wearing white robes and looking holy in the temple followed.
One by one, they held long sticks of uniform specifications, even the carved patterns on them, and strutting their chins slightly, looking at the worshippers on the roadside with arrogant expressions.
The domineering spirit, full of aura......
The four corners of the saint’s carriage are decorated with fist-sized pearls, and the car body is covered by a drape inlaid with gold and silver threads. Everyone can only see a slender figure sitting inside.
The more eloquent, the more the people are scratching their hearts, thinking that this saint must be a peerless beauty!
Behind the carriage, followed by hundreds of graceful, white gauze-covered young girls around the age of seventeen or eighteen, each holding a flower basket in his hand, putting a lot of plum blossoms, spreading flowers while walking, and chanting in unison. What the **** was thinking.
Finally, there are 300 temple guards behind the temple, and the team walks along Changle Street, the main street of Longyan City, the busiest street.
The leader of the team has passed the central axis of Changle Street, and the end of the team turned into the street. There were more than a thousand people, and they were both blows and whispers. This platoon attracted tens of thousands of people in the city to watch. .
The elderly and women worshipped, the young men looked envious, and the young children ran around the crowd cheering and screaming.
Master Qiao Qiao woke up amidst the noise, frowned, and looked up to see Mo Lin's staring eyes.
"Tweet." There was a kiss on the cheek, and the little guy was a little silly asleep.
Mo Lin smiled and bent a pair of phoenix eyes, "Wake you up?"
"But it's about two quarters of an hour to get to the gate of the Imperial Palace Lesheng, and it's just right to wake up now."
The little guy crawled his hands and feet, leaned over to the window and took a look, and a brightly lit grand celebration was reflected in his eyes.
"Hey, a lot of people, Moline, what are they doing?"
"It's the saint of the Sun Moon Temple who has entered the city. The people of the city are coming to worship." Mo Lin said with a slightly ironic tone, and said in a light voice.
What kind of temple, it's just a group of people who are trying to get fame, and it's almost the same to fool the people.
Of course, the temple has also absorbed a large number of spiritual masters and even spiritual masters who swear allegiance to the death. These people are collectively called gods.
These cultivators are attached to the temple, obtain training resources, and sacrifice their lives for the temple.
Many casual cultivators who have no family power to rely on are very willing to join the temple.
"See Saint Aunt! See Saint Aunt!"
The people were excited and knelt down ripplingly.
In the hearts of these ordinary people, such a high status as the saint of the temple is simply the goddess of the sun that everyone looks up to.
"Quiet! The saint will issue an oracle to warn everyone!"
"Ah? Master Saint has anything to say?" The masses underneath rushed to tell each other and whispered to each other~ IndoMTL.com~ On the huge Changle Street for a time, tens of thousands of people waited with their breath, and the needles fell.
Qiaomu pulled Moline out of the carriage, looked up at the brightly lit place, and tugged at the corner of his mouth, "It's kind of like something."
The oracle?
Haha!
"The people of Shenzhou, the people of Longyan City. Your prince who is about to return will become the source of disaster! It is the beginning of the breeding of the entire evil world!"
"She will bring us endless disasters! Fear! And death!"
The cold female voice resounded without ups and downs, with a hint of supremacy that cannot be ignored.
The veil of gold and silver silk is required, and the styles are flying up.
A slender figure stepped out of the carriage.
(End of this chapter)