The invincible wife of Fenglin City

Chapter 273 The Holy Maiden (3)
Probably everyone can't refuse the words of such a cute little guy, right?
An An naturally also knows his own charm. He is smart and a person who knows how to use his own advantages. Seeing that Xing Jiajia wanted to go but hesitated, he hooked his fingers, saw Xing Jiajia lowered his head, and said quietly: "Sister, here Usually no one will come, so don’t worry about being seen.”

An An felt that Xing Jiajia must be worried that someone would see it, so she comforted her.

"Jiajia?" Bi Fang walked over, seeing her 'confused' appearance, couldn't help smiling, "What's wrong with you?"

"Let's go to worship the saint." An An didn't hide anything, and said openly.

Saintess?

Bi Fang was surprised, obviously very interested, and immediately said: "Oh, saint? I'll go together!"

An'an was shocked, how can this work?He immediately rejected Bi Fang: "No!"

No?

Bi Fang was surprised. He glanced at Xing Jiajia and then at An An. The expression on his face obviously didn't understand why Xing Jiajia could go but he couldn't.

"The saint is a pure and pure virgin, and men are not allowed to set foot on the saint's tower." An An looked serious, looked at Bi Fang and smiled shyly, "Anxi has always been like this, without exception."

So when I went to the Saintess Tower to see the Saintess, only Xing Jiajia could go here.

The ghosts and ghosts smelled a strong smell of conspiracy. They were extremely nervous. They didn't expect that the other party would make a move so soon. What saintess tower they went to and what saintess they saw were all fake!It is only true if you use illusions on the master, the four clenched their fists: the important task of protecting the master is left to them!
A blush flashed across Bi Fang's face, he seemed surprised by An An's straightforwardness, and he smiled coyly: "Well, if you don't go, you won't go."

On the other side, An'an finally saw that Xing Jiajia gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He went to the Saintess Tower to see the legendary saint and prayed for blessings. He showed his big canine teeth and pointed the way: "Sister, you have to go here to the Saintess Tower."

"She won't be in danger." Lao Yuan looked at Xing Jiajia's leaving back and whispered.

Danger?

Master Jiang snorted coldly: "It should be that An'an and the saint are worried about themselves, this girl, I have never seen her in danger."

I don't know if it's luck or really extraordinary strength. Since the day I met Xing Jiajia, Master Jiang really hasn't seen anything that can embarrass her. If he really embarrasses her this time, he might be happy. Let him feel that Xing Jiajia is not so invincible.

Virgin's Tower

The tall Saintess Tower is enough to overlook the entire Anxi, the loneliness in the high place, the loneliness day after day, month after month, is enough to drive a normal person crazy.

On the tall tower, there is a small window. The beautiful girl is leaning against the window, quietly looking at the whole Anxi - this gossip village. She has seen it day after day, year after year, and it has been a whole ten years.

When she was six years old, the ancestral witch blood in her body was awakened. One day and night, she dreamed of a disaster in Anxi. When she said it in a childish voice the next day, she saw the ecstasy in the eyes of her parents and the eyes of the elders. Then I saw the respect and fear in the eyes of the whole village.

Then, she was sent to this high tower that symbolized the god.

She is alone.

Before the age of six, she was accompanied by her parents, played with her peers, and most importantly, had freedom.And after living in this tower, she felt that she had nothing left.There is no freedom, no companions, no parents, and no happiness.

After the age of six, the elder personally taught her to read, taught her some Anxi secret spells, taught her how to be a saint, but did not teach her how to relieve the loneliness in this high place.

"Let's kick the swing, get up lazy and slender hands. The dew is thick and thin, and the sweat is light. The clothes are light. Seeing the guests come in, the socks are smashed and the gold hairpin slips away. Walk away in shame. Leaning on the door and looking back, but sniffing the green plums??" The saint Singing softly, the ballad before she was six years old, after ten years of wasted time, she only left this one, and she sang it when she was lonely.

The voice swirled low and softly, on the high tower, it floated into the air but did not know where it went.

"What a lonely, poor girl!"

"That's right! But because her master is going to be bullied!"

"She is obviously still??"

"That's right, it's so strange!"

The ghosts and monsters first floated in front of the saint, and looked at her seriously—oh, the upturned nose, just like the master!

Oh, the rosy lips, the flickering eyelashes, the tender and jelly skin, just like the master!
However, the temperament of this whole body is different.

The owner is Suzaku, a proud Suzaku who solves the world's troubles. This saint seems to be nothing more than a trapped girl.

"Who?" The saint's singing stopped suddenly, and she looked sideways at the stairs.

No one can go up this saintess tower, unless it is the patriarch. The next patriarch has not been elected yet. I heard that the next patriarch who has the blood of the ancestral witch is still a five-year-old boy.

The saint clenched her hands tightly, she was terrified.

The saintess must be pure and pure, and maintain a virgin body in order to pray for the whole of Anxi, and to be able to communicate with the witch god. If she destroys it, she will not only lose her position as a saint, but also be burned to death for blasphemy!
This is what the elder told her.

Although she is lonely, she is more afraid of death.

Therefore, she will not allow any man to enter this Saintess Tower.

"Saint, it's me." A childish voice came, and there were two shadows, one big and one small, in the shadow at the stairs.

"An'an?" The saint secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If this child came, it would be fine.Looking at the other shadow, it seems to be very slender, and its figure looks like a woman's.

"Yes, saint. A new beautiful sister came to the village today. The elder and I looked a bit like the saint, so I told the elder to bring her to meet you." Xing Jiajia and An An walked out in the light and shadow , I saw the saint in front of the window at a glance.

The saint was dressed in a white sacrificial robe, her long hair was like satin, without any gold or jade, it just fell down like this, without any powder, and her skin was full of jade color under the refraction of the light.

What a young girl!
This is Xing Jiajia's first impression of the saint, but her second impression is that this girl is very lonely and lonely!

But thinking about it, she has been living alone in this high tower, without seeing anyone, only the cold walls and air as companions, she is lonely all the time.

Saintess, only an empty title.

An An took a step forward, looked at the holy woman firmly, and smiled: "I hope the holy woman will bless this sister to keep her safe."

(End of this chapter)