"No need!" Zi Mo and Yan Song said in unison.

As soon as the words came out, the female officers all looked at her, making her feel uncomfortable. After a pause, she said: "What I mean is..."

"Qingshen came to the big city for the first time. He must be unfamiliar and not accustomed to it. It is better to do such intimate things as serving and dressing himself...Zi Mo, don't you think so..."

Yan Song repeatedly said yes and sent away several female officials. Zi Mo locked the door and leaned against the door with a long sigh. Feeling unsafe, she opened the door a crack again. The fireflies were brightly lit outside, and there was no darkness at all.

She locked the door, picked up the gorgeous dress, looked around, and suddenly said to Yan Song: "Take off your clothes quickly, it will be bad if someone comes again later."

Yan Song pointed at himself and repeated her words in disbelief, "Take off... take off your clothes?"

"Otherwise, you really want those female officers to change your clothes. Now you are using my face and my body. Please be more careful. It is best if I change your clothes. Close your eyes!"

"I'll do it myself!" Yan Song slapped her hand away.

Regardless of whether the clothes are luxurious or not, they are quite heavy anyway. Just dragging the silk skirt slowly makes her hands numb. This does not include the headdress, hairpins, and even the sachet and jade pendant on the skirt.

Not light.

She held up the silk skirt, but Yan Song still stood there stupidly, with no clothes on his body. She said he took it off by himself, but Yan Song hesitated, and it didn't look like he was willing at all.

"Hurry up... don't waste time, you are a grown man, what do you have to be ashamed of..."

She cast a spell on her hand, and a white ribbon appeared in the palm of her hand. The ribbon was wrapped around the back of Yan Song's head to ensure that no light could penetrate. Then she clapped her hands with satisfaction.

"Little useless god...you are so presumptuous...you..."

Even though Yan Song was unforgiving, he still understood the general situation after all. He only moved his words without moving his body at all, which made it easier for her to operate.

She pulled up the clothes and peeled them off layer by layer, and noticed that Yan Song suddenly trembled. She pulled the inner clothes tightly to prevent her body from catching a cold.

After putting on his gorgeous clothes, Yan Song took off the ribbon covering his eyes. The woman in the bronze mirror was dressed in a solemn red dress, with four or five Fuze sachets on her belt.

Even without the divine crown on her head, she still looked gorgeous yet solemn. She looked in the mirror and was lost in thought. The last time she wore gorgeous clothes was when she taught the new gods about five thousand years ago.

"Have you seen enough?" Yan Song suddenly said, staring at her coldly and protesting against her restless hands on her shoulders, "Put your hands down when you have seen enough, and don't touch them randomly.

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"What's wrong with me touching myself? I can touch myself however I want." She muttered, and then explained a few more things to note during the ceremony. She slowly stopped talking until she couldn't think of anything to say in her mind.

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"When did you become so verbose? I have my own sense of what will happen tomorrow. You have to know that I am stronger than you. What I see, hear, and even see and feel will last you hundreds of years. You don't need to tell me how.

Do."

As he was talking, Yan Song suddenly got stuck. He remembered something and said coldly: "I suddenly remembered that you are not some unknown little barbarian god. If I remember correctly, the ancient Qing God?

Is that the name?"

She felt that Yan Song looked at her with a little more admiration. It was not from the bottom of his heart at all, it was simply a mockery coming from his nose.

She knew that everything she had deceived would be punished by Yan Song in public in the future. However, she did not intentionally hide her identity.

"I seem to have heard of this name, it seems like a long time ago..." Yan Song murmured.

"That doesn't matter. I am still me, no matter whether I am a lifeless little god or an ancient green god. I don't mean to lie to you about this identity, but a lot of things have happened..."

She continued: "I can tell you with absolute certainty that except for the difference in name, my spirit is exactly the same as before. I'm not lying to you."

Yan Song asked so many questions, didn't he just hate others deceiving him, which made him feel that his majesty had become a decoration and had no place to put it.

She kept talking, and Yan Song finally believed it was an honest mistake again. Only by resolving the conflict between the two people can they strengthen their cooperation and outwit the broken bone nail. It depends on tomorrow.

The next day, many gods arrived one after another. The leader of the altar assembly, Chengyun, was none other than Jiu Ling's minor god. Therefore, Jiu Ling had a proud look on his face and sat next to the main seat next to the ceremony, not showing off.

"Ao God is here!"

With a loud shout, Yan Song took his seat in front of everyone. Ten female officials stood behind him. As soon as he took his seat, the female officials stood on both sides. Each female official held a different style of treasure in his hand.

magic weapon.

It's not because Qingshen Zimo has a big reputation, but after becoming the master of the ceremony of the altar conference, any ceremony related to Qingshen only represents the specifications of the altar conference. In fact, it represents the status of the big city, overtly and covertly.

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Zi Mo sat at the seat of the Northern Gods, acting as the head of the Northern Gods as always. As soon as Zi Mo, the Green God, appeared, the little gods around her stretched their necks and stared. They were interested in the ancient Green God who only existed in rumors.

Full of curiosity.

The Hundred Gods Chart says that she is a generation of bright gods, setting precedents in ancient and modern times. Some books also say that she is a low-class sinful god who harms thousands of people with her power. They scold her for three hundred pages, and the final conclusion is:

He gave her the title of the God of Sin through the Ages.

These are just what I see in books. As for other gods or people in the world, they probably have both merit and demerit.

Therefore, the little gods in the north would like to dig out their eyes to see this legendary priest, no matter whether they praise or criticize him in their hearts, as if just one look at Qingshen's posture can immediately see through the rumors and controversies that have been circulating the year before.

Zi Mo also looked at it eagerly. What she saw was different from others. Qingshen had a silver hairpin with a begonia flower inserted into her hair. The silver hairpin was stuck into her hair crookedly, not to mention it was crooked and messed up the bun.

Already.

She knew that the little King of Hell was unreliable. Before the appearance, he was given a fancy dress, and Yan Song insisted on wearing his own hairpin. She just gave the Little King of Hell a hairpin, but she didn't expect that this hairpin could be inserted crookedly.

As expected, it was unreliable to leave anything to Yan Song except for things related to force. From now on, Yan Song could no longer let Yan Song do things like etiquette and image. She swore secretly in her heart.

While she was thinking about this, Qing Shen had already taken her seat. Jiao Sui briefly summarized the altar meeting, and by the way mentioned that the market played a decisive role. While judging the participating gods, Jiao Sui

Sui never forgot to take out the Jin talismans and treasures provided by Da Shi and say them again.

When it comes to the award ceremony, Zi Mo's heart trembles. Whether it succeeds or not, this is the last chance. After getting the bone-breaking nail, she can change her body again, and she no longer has to shrink from playing the role of Gun.

Mu, she can now get her own name back in a dignified manner.

Jiao Sui pulls the copper bell on the high platform, and the ceremony officially begins.

The female officer at the top of the stairs called softly, and Chengyun walked up the stairs briskly. In the past, Chengyun always followed his brother, speaking weakly like an insect. Now Chengyun has won the first place, put on a beautiful robe,

The whole person was radiant and became more energetic.

Walking into the center of the main hall of Yihefang, according to the usual ceremony, the green god on the high platform straightened Chengyun's crown with both hands, which means "to perform the priestly duties with the crown right". Chengyun smiled shyly and lowered his head to enjoy the glory he had received.

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The female official brought a gleaming box, which contained the ancient magic weapon Broken Bone Nail. After finishing the crown, Qingshen raised his hands and took the Broken Bone Nail from the female official's hand.

Zi Mo was very close to the high platform, close enough to see the pattern on the side wall of the box clearly, and her hands were sweating. Yan Song bent down slightly and raised his hands in front of his chest. In just a moment, the pins would fall.

Yan Song's hands.

A female official hurriedly ran in from outside the palace. The female official was running in such a hurry that she accidentally fell under the high platform. The female official fell to the ground and shouted: "It's a big deal! It's a big deal!"

This small episode temporarily interrupted the ceremony. Jiao Sui looked dissatisfied and asked the female official to speak clearly. Zi Mo saw that the broken bone nail had just touched Yan Song's hand and suddenly took it back.

Yan Song's hands were empty, so he put them down and looked at the female officer who suddenly broke into the hall with an unhappy face. The female officer's face was panic-stricken.

"Just now I discovered somewhere else...I found Master Chengyun...his face was pale and seemed...as if he was already dead..."

Jiuling stood up first. He flicked his sleeves and said, "Do you know the consequences of spreading rumors about the gods? I'll give you another chance. Don't talk nonsense!"

The female officer knelt on the ground and begged Jiuling for mercy with a mournful face. Every time she said a word, her tone became more sincere. Even if she had some courage, she would not dare to talk about this kind of thing. "It's true! I really saw it!"

"

This sudden incident always made Zi Mo tremble slightly. She looked at the living Cheng Yun in the center of the hall, feeling a little uneasy in her heart. There was a live Cheng Yun in the hall, and a dead Cheng Yun outside the hall. 2

There must be a lie.

As soon as the female officer's words came out, all the gods present looked at the center of the hall. Chengyun, who had put on the divine crown, took a step back and staggered. It was obvious that he did not expect to encounter such things. The reaction of Chengyun in front of him was indeed too abnormal.

Jiu Ling jumped up and attacked straight away. He pretended to be a quick dodge to avoid Jiu Ling's moves. Jiu Ling released insect barriers in both directions. He said angrily: "Who are you?!"

Seeing Jiuling take action, the other little gods who were watching also saw the situation clearly. The fake Chengyun in front of them killed the real Master Chengyun, and even pretended to be Chengyun and paraded in the hall to accept the ceremony of being the leader. To sort this out, the little gods

The gods all flew to Jiuling's side, and together they attacked Fake Chengyun on the opposite side.

Zi Mo didn't notice that the little northern god beside her also flew out. There was nothing around her, and no one was left except her.

She had a vague intuition in her heart that the truth and falsehood would never happen so suddenly. Today happened to be the last chance to obtain the broken bone nail, but at this time, such an accident happened.

Gunmu said he wanted to outwit the bone-breaking nail, but that night he left in a hurry before he finished speaking. Could it be that the fake cloud in front of him was Gunmu's idea?

She couldn't make up her mind for a moment and felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She looked at Yan Song on the high platform. Yan Song also had a wait-and-see attitude at this moment. It seemed that the little King of Hell and her had thought of going together.

"who are you!"

The gods joined forces, and with the collision of spiritual powers, Ji Chengyun was unable to fight for a moment, and fell from the air. Jiuling struck him with a palm, and Ji Chengyun's skin suddenly burst into pieces.

Fake Chengyun turned over, and when he landed on the ground, he turned around, and his true appearance was exposed in front of everyone. Jiuling's whole face was shaking with anger, "It's you again, the leader of the ghost domain."
Chapter completed!