My rival says he won't marry me

Chapter 2 Zhenling Silver Eyes
Zhenlingtong is unique to the high priests of Shenjiang in the past. It has supreme spiritual power and can satisfy anyone's wish.

This is why the people of Shenjiang regard the high priest as a god and worship and pray for blessings every day.

There is no god in this world. As long as she Han Changge gets Zhen Lingtong, she will be the main god worshiped by all people, and the supreme ruler of the land of God. She can do whatever she wants and have everything she wants!
"Father, what's the point of talking to her now? All our efforts can't be wasted!" Han Changge couldn't wait.

Xiao Jiuhan looked at her suddenly, thoughtful: "You, have you practiced the extreme cold forbidden technique?"

Han Changge's face froze immediately.

That's right, Zhen Lingtong was born with the high priests of all ages, and the eyes that belonged to him are of course integrated, but if other people want to steal Zhen Ling Tong as their own, they must first be a woman, and in addition, they must be able to Withstood the coldness of Zhen Lingtong.

Her father asked her to secretly practice the extreme cold forbidden technique early on, and she suffered from the cold to the bone every day, just to prepare for today.

The hardships and sins she suffered must not be in vain.

Today is the time for her to reap the rewards!

Han Changge's eyes were cold.

Xiao Jiuhan looked at her, at these people, and suddenly smiled.

She never showed too many smiles, let alone such a presumptuous laugh. The clear laughter echoed in the empty temple, and it was frightening to hear.

"What are you laughing at?" Han Changge became furious, and the inexplicable panic in her heart made her scream uncontrollably, "Father, what are you waiting for? Do it! Do it quickly! Goug out her eyes! Hurry up!"

fast!
Zhen Lingtong!It will be hers soon!
Hurry up, hurry up!
Han Changge's sharp, devil-like urging voice overlapped with Xiao Jiuhan's mocking laughter.

On the dome of the temple, countless crystal lamps shone with silver light beams as soft as water. With a scream of pain, thousands of light beams seemed to be trembling and deforming.

Greedy man...

She is the high priest of Shenjiang, who can fulfill anyone's wish, but at this time, she is powerless and at the mercy of others.

Not long ago, a poisonous miasma broke out in Shenjiang, and the citizens were tortured, and they prayed to her one after another. The realization of the prayer is not as long as there are Zhenling pupils as others think, but requires the consumption of one's own cultivation.

There are tens of millions of people in Shenjiang. In order to free them from the pain of poisonous miasma, Xiao Jiuhan kept fulfilling his wish for seven days and seven nights. His spiritual power was exhausted and he was extremely weak. It's better, otherwise, he wouldn't be besieged and severely injured by Han Qianzhong and others.

Now that I think about it, is the so-called poisonous miasma actually part of the plan of someone with a heart?
It was too late to think, and she knew that she was powerless.

Do we die together?
Xiao Jiuhan was silently accumulating his last strength.

With the last remaining strength, even if she can't destroy the entire Godland, at least she can pull the people around her to die together, she can still do it.

But, she only has this bit of strength left, is it used to kill people?Or to save lives?

The accumulated power was quietly scattered into the spiritual consciousness by her.

At the last moment when her eyes were gouged out, Xiao Jiuhan looked at Yan Mu on the ground, staring at each other with those warm and dark eyes, and the corners of her lips curled into a slight arc.

Yan Mu, wait for my return.

Killing them tens of millions is not as worthwhile as saving you alone.

From now on, my strength is only for those who are worthy.

"Zhen Lingtong! I, I can! I can see! We succeeded! Father, we succeeded!"

Han Changge's shouts of surprise and joy came from beside his ears.

Han Changge got his wish and changed into the Zhenling Silver Pupils that originally belonged to Xiao Jiuhan. With Han Qianzhong's satisfied smile and the reverent gaze of others, she walked towards Xiao Jiuhan whose eyes were bleeding.

"From now on, I will be the High Priest of Shenjiang."

After saying that, she took out a silk scarf from her body and put it on her face. According to the rules of Shenjiang, the face of the high priest cannot be easily seen by others.

"Now, let us listen to the prayers of the people of Shenjiang!"

Xiao Jiuhan lost his eyes and couldn't see things, so he could only be dragged by Han Changge's arm and staggered forward.

She heard the door of the main temple being opened, and in an instant, surging shouts came from all directions like a tsunami.

She already knew before that the square in front of the temple was full of people today.

The tens of thousands of people in Shenjiang, who she spends her cultivation to protect and protect, gather here for one thing only.

"The high priest has betrayed the gods and the main god. We don't need such a high priest!"

"Didn't it mean that the Lord God has chosen a new High Priest for us? Please listen to our prayers for the new High Priest. I wish: kill the traitors, sacrifice to the Lord God, and bless God!"

"I wish: kill the traitor! Sacrifice the main god! Bless the gods!"

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