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Chapter 22 There are always troublemakers who want to harm me (20)

Hua Qianxi immediately stretched out her small hand to tightly cover the birthmark on her neck.

This birthmark had already caused her too much trouble.

But it was still a step too late.

Hua Qianxi saw Ling Yu's eyes turning cold from a close distance.

"It's you?"

Seeing Ling Yu's deep voice beside him no longer affected the temperature, the high priest was arrogant, "Ah Yu! Lock her up quickly! Letting her escape is always a disaster!"

Hua Qianxi's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

It was just what she wanted to have an excuse to stay with the hero of the original novel.

But the small face was full of timidity, trembling slightly to show weakness, "I don't want to..."

Those eyes soon filled with mist.

It swirls in the eye sockets, almost dripping.

A child who has just escaped from prison has an inescapable fear of the dark and closed environment.

Bamukru's heart ached, and he subconsciously stood in front of Hua Qianxi, "She's still a child, I'll take good care of her..."

"Do you have the right to speak here?!"

The high priest sternly reprimanded, pinching Hua Qianxi's slender wrist with his bony fingers, and then turned his head to look at Ling Yu, "Ah Yu, this concerns the entire Lingshan Mountain! Don't be soft-hearted!"

Ling Yu's indifferent eyes flicked across Hua Qianxi's small face.

"Take her back to the holy temple, and the blessing ceremony will continue."

Where is the holy temple?
Hua Qianxi's eyes rolled secretly.

Facing the high priest's triumphant eyes, Hua Qianxi understood from the bottom of her heart that she probably wanted to imprison her in a disguised form again.

Bamukru also forgot his dignity for a moment, and eagerly grabbed the high priest's arm, pulling forcefully, "No! She is my daughter!"

The high priest frowned, staring down at the big dark brown hand on his arm, as if he disliked the mud under the man's nails.

He tilted his head and looked at Ling Yu with a little thoughtful look in his eyes, "Aren't all the evil family members dead?"

The unremarkable words of the high priest touched the unforgettable memories of the female supporting role in the original work. Hua Qianxi's little hand scratched her chest, which was a dull pain that was about to suffocate.

Ling Yu caught a glimpse of Hua Qianxi's painful face, and his cold and handsome face relaxed a little, "That's her adoptive father, do you want to kill people who have no blood relationship?"

The high priest fell silent.

Not to be outdone, his eyes lingered on Bamukru's face, and his misty eyes narrowed cautiously, but he always felt that the man in front of him was not as simple and honest as his face.

"Okay," Ling Yu grew impatient, snatched Hua Qianxi from the high priest's hand, and kept it beside her, "I'll just take her to the Holy Temple."

The cloak flew up, just like Ling Yu's undeniable intimidation.

The high priest pursed his lips, "Yes."

Bamukru's big hand clutched Hua Qianxi's small hand reluctantly, Hua Qianxi secretly gritted her teeth in pain, the man's hand was strong, and drew a few red marks on the back of her hand.

Anyway, Bamukru saved her.

Hua Qianxi twitched the corners of her lips, and smiled a little forcedly, "Daddy, don't worry."

Suppressing the restlessness in his heart, he gently brushed Bamukru's big hand away, maybe this body was too eager for family affection, and Hua Qianxi was a little bit reluctant.

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The promenade leading to the holy temple is densely clustered with torches.

Bright mottled on Hua Qianxi's small face.

Hua Qianxi followed Ling Yu without saying a word.

The dull footsteps echoed loudly.

Ling Yu's eyes shifted slightly and fell on Hua Qianxi's sad face, her thin lips parted slightly, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

(End of this chapter)