Master Salted Fish took me to lie down like a boss

Rubbing his hands unconsciously, You Sang turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Listening to You Sang's obviously kind and gentle tone, Zidian Shura glanced at the row of good things that looked like running water, and the corners of his eyes twitched unconsciously.

What else?

What else do you want?

These are already extra compensations, how could there be anything else?

But he couldn't say it so openly.

"It's like this. The entire Holy Lady Hall will be controlled by you, Holy Lady. The increase or decrease in the number of big ghosts, little ghosts, ghosts, and wandering souls and their appointments are also decided by you alone." Shura of the Purple Palace said in a respectful tone, "By the way. , Your Highness the Saint, there is one more thing that I want to inform you in advance."

"Since King Shura is not in the palace, we do not have the right to take the mask belonging to the Saint to you, so your Saint's mask will have to wait until King Shura's retreat is over before giving it to you. We can also attend the canonization ceremony next to it. Do it in advance, all I need is a mask."

You Sang blinked and nodded. What Zidian Shura said was reasonable. It was just a mask. She really didn't care that much. What she cared about was whether she had a chance to get the holy object.

After everyone left, You Sang looked at the piles of things left in the hall and swallowed a little, still feeling a little unreal.

Everything happened so fast. A few days ago, she was still struggling with how to become this saint. She worked hard for this position, and then went to the water prison for this position. As a result, after only a few days of work, she came out again. She is already a saint.

This makes Yu Sang, who has always been unlucky, feel like her heart is hanging in the air, like being hit by a big pie falling from the sky. Others will pick it up and eat it, but unlucky people like her will only study whether there is any poison.

There will be a lot going on in the next few days.

The canonization ceremony was very solemn and not grand. After all, King Shura was not there and there was no saint mask, but everyone who should be present was present, such as the four Shuras. In You Sang's view, this canonization ceremony was nothing more than a recognition of each other. She looks familiar, and then inform everyone in Shura Hall that she is already the new saint.

Previously, candidates for sainthood were assigned to serve in various regions. You Sang did not meet Xia Lan, but he did meet Wen Xue. She stood behind Shura of the Red Palace. She thought she should be accepted as a servant of the Red Palace. Being a member of the Red Palace, most of the jobs she was assigned to do were hard work. It was indeed easier to stay in the Shura Palace.

During the ceremony, everyone saluted You Sang. Although Wen Xue's body was stiff and tense, he still saluted her respectfully, but You Sang knew that the other party must be dissatisfied in his heart.

When the Holy Son appeared, You Sang keenly noticed that Wen Xue's eyes lit up. Even if he restrained himself, anyone with a discerning eye could see Wen Xue's admiration for the Holy Son, and she wanted to go to the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire for him.

You Sang looked away slightly and clicked his tongue twice in his heart.

Love brain is a must.

You Sang's heart, which had been hanging in the air, dropped slightly when she saw the Holy Son bowing to her as an equal, and no longer standing alone in front of everyone, but standing parallel to her on both sides. Real place.

This time she barely felt like she was a saint.

Over the next month or so, she was notified that she must be present at meetings of all sizes, and discussions on all matters in the palace, including decisions on how to deal with Xia Lan and Ling Qian.

Only then did You Sang's heart finally fall into place.

She is already a saint in Shura Hall.

After adapting to her identity, she was about to start her next plan to get in touch with the sacred objects.