full-time ability

Chapter 462
Everyone took out the bottles from their bosoms one after another, big and small, and they were about to push away the big rock on the well of youth.

Youth well water can not only make mutton extremely delicious and melt in the mouth, but also has the magical function of beautifying and wrinkle-removing.On the black market, a bottle of more than 100 gold coins has been fired.

At this moment, the saint Helia came riding a unicorn. The white sacrificial robe was spotless, setting off her pure and elegant figure.The holy light flows on her body, sacred and inviolable.

Her face is refined, with the most pious expression, she gently jumped off the unicorn and walked forward, like an angel walking in the world, and like a goddess descending.

Yiman was a little dumbfounded, if he hadn't peeked at the ordinary side of the saint Helia before, he would almost have been deceived by the appearance in front of him.

The saint Helia was holding the unicorn, just standing beside the well of youth, like a pure white jade sculpture, motionless.Her pair of beautiful eyes did not look at the crowd, but at the nothingness in front of her.

Hua Wu rested his chin, although he was dressed like an elegant nobleman, but the treachery in his eyes had exposed his dirty heart.

Several other shepherds also stopped their work and whispered to each other.

"It's already the fourth day, and the saint is here again, it's really boring." The old shepherd muttered.

"It's so beautiful." The young shepherd's mouth was drooling: "If you can marry such a beautiful wife, death is worth it."

After hearing this, Yiman, who was hiding in the void, frowned slightly.

"It can only be counted as a sign." The swarthy shepherd curled his lips and said, "The most popular number one in Talian Lido City is much prettier than her, and that's called enchanting and charming."

To compare the saint to a red card, Yiman felt angry for some reason.

"Hey! You don't understand." The old shepherd was disrespectful, with a lewd smile on his face: "The most noble thing is this kind of sacred temperament. The red card in the painting boat can't reach this level no matter how much you train. as holy."

"Hehe, it makes sense. Ginger is still old and hot." The strong shepherd sticks to his beard and said with a smile: "Conquering such a woman is a sense of accomplishment."

Iman's heart was burning with anger, as if the one being ridiculed by words now was not the saint Helia, but Helena and other women of his own. He didn't know what was going on.

"Several, it's not good for such an abrupt beauty." Hua Wu suddenly smiled, stepped forward and said: "Saint Helia, we understand that you want to save the people who have been hit by the plague. But the state owns the state law, and the family There are family rules, this youthful well water is the royal property, not a single drop of water can be given to you, there is nothing we can do to help."

The saint Helia was still standing there, her holy and dignified image hadn't changed at all, and she didn't even say a word.

"Plague?" The young shepherd suddenly said to the swarthy shepherd, "Sixth Uncle, Sixth Aunt has the plague and is bedridden? Why don't you beg the saint."

The swarthy shepherd was silent for a while without speaking, and the strong shepherd complained: "Hey! What do children know? A man has money, so why worry about not having a wife. It is a great fortune to lose a wife in middle age. Especially you six Uncle took on this lucrative job, and within a few years he will be able to marry a beautiful girl."

The young shepherd was stunned, and smiled apologetically, "That's right, my nephew is too talkative, Uncle Liu forgive me."

The saint Helia was indifferent, Hua Wu's expression changed, and he was about to walk in front of the saint with a playful smile, but was pushed back by a divine force. The anger on Hua Wu's face suddenly rose: "Saint Xilia, to tell you the truth, the well water you asked for is just a word from me, if you are willing to unbutton your clothes a little, you can choose this well water.”

"Hey!" The old shepherd sighed deeply: "Now the plague has just started, and only one case in a hundred people will be infected. But it will spread all over the world in a short time. Since you are the saint of the temple, don't you want to sacrifice yourself? , for the sake of the people?"

"Yes, since you are a saint, you should dedicate yourself." The other shepherds also booed.

The saint Helia didn't move at all, she just stood like a jade carving from the beginning to the end.

Yiman's heart became more and more angry. The people of the Zimu tribe were infected with the plague, but they used it to blackmail the foreigners. It was right not to save them.

"Hmph, don't worry about her, let's do our own thing. These days, the saint's beliefs are also fake." Hua Wu looked at the saint Helia with a displeased expression, snorted coldly, and directed several shepherds to move to the well. stones.

Yiman secretly cast the hand of gravity, and the stone was several times heavier than usual.

"Why is this stone so heavy today?" The four shepherds were sweating profusely, and they didn't move the big stone on the well of youth.

"Everyone, don't be anxious." Hua Wu still had a confident look: "Everyone work hard together." He shouted slogans behind him.

"One, two, three." The four shepherds worked hard together, and Yiman suddenly changed the weight of the stone. The big stone became much lighter than usual, and it flew up and hit Hua Wu's chest.

Hua Wu vomited blood, rolled her eyes, and lost her breath.

"Save people quickly, save people quickly." Hua Wu's servants rushed over, and they hurriedly pushed away the stones, looking at Hua Wu's collapsed chest, and sighed one by one.

The young shepherd came to the well and suddenly exclaimed.

"What's your ghost name?" someone said displeased.

"Well water, why is the well water gone?"

Everyone quickly ran to the well again, only to see that the well water below had dried up to the point where there was only a bottom left.It will take at least seven or eight days to restore the original water storage capacity.

The faces of the four shepherds were ashen. They knew that if the five flocks of sheep could not drink the water from the well of youth today, it would be a major event for the whole family, and the court chief would not listen to their judgment.

The saint Helia finally showed a dignified look, closed her eyes and meditated for a while, an imperceptible smile flashed across her holy face.

"Silver coin, let's go." Saint Helia led the unicorn back to the tent step by step.

In Xilia's hand, holding a cup of fragrant tea, her delicate hand floated lightly, the surface of the tea was like a mirror, and Yiman's face appeared.

This ability is not divine art, magic, superpowers, or even witchcraft.

"Belonging to this era, with the imprint of this time period, I can't hide it from me. Your origin is interesting. Hey, I've seen you, and you're not coming out soon." Saint Helia smiled slightly.

Yiman came out from the void, looked at this mysterious woman, and asked, "Are you really the saint Helia?"

The saint Helia pursed her lips and smiled: "Why, don't I look like a saint? People should have multiple faces in this world. I just made the face of the saint perfect. "

Yiman blinked his eyes. He thought of the scene where he saw the Saint Helia's avatar travel through the millennium to collect corpse king grass in the Hunluo Canyon. Could it be fake?

"Have you ever been to Hunluo Canyon?" Iman asked nonchalantly.

The saint Helia looked suspicious, but replied honestly: "I'm not interested in a place full of undead creatures. What am I going to do?"

"Collect corpse king grass." Yiman blurted out.

"Corpse King Grass?" Saint Helia muttered to herself, and her pretty face suddenly glowed with glory: "Yes, the so-called extremes must be reversed, only in places where the breath of death is the heaviest can the plants with the most breath of life grow. Herbal medicine. The breath of death, which will not rot for ten thousand years, is sublimated into the crystallization of life, and the corpse king grass can keep youth forever.

In Yiman's heart, she was terrified. The purpose of collecting the dead king grass was originally for this purpose.

"Hehe, thank you very much." Saint Helia showed a beautiful smile: "By the way, you have transported so much water from the well of youth, why don't you give me some."

"I can give it to you, but you have to do one thing for me." Yiman said with a serious expression.

"You say it, but I can warn you, don't even think about some things, otherwise the consequences will be very serious." Saint Helia said with her eyes wide open.

"It's like this." Iman pondered for a while, and said, "I want to ask you to open the Ark of the Covenant."

(End of this chapter)