Xiaoran was a little uncomfortable, and her palms felt sweaty. The smell of three or four hundred people kneeling at you was absolutely indescribable, and she was very nervous.

If Xiaoran really had that green spirit stick, she would feel very good. But Xiaoran was just a fake guy, and it was inevitable that she was a little nervous.

"Ahem, ahem." Xiaoran didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Son, can I get up?" The high priest's voice was very soft.

"Yes, yes." Xiaoran was strong and calm.

"Welcome the return of the Holy Son." The high priest bowed to Xiaoran again.

"Cough cough." Xiaoran had no choice but to cough dryly.

"Welcome to the return of the Holy Son!"

Hundreds of people from Qingshui Village shouted.

Xiaoran looked calm and didn't know what to say for a moment. She just hoped that they wouldn't ask about the damn holy weapon, which would be the best, otherwise it would be better if Ye Qi and herself were exposed.

At this time, the woman in white walked forward and stared at Xiaoran with her eyes tightly.

"Son of the Holy Son, the villain has a ruthless request. Can you take out the holy tools of this clan and show me?" The woman in white had an indescribable and cunning voice. The flattery just now changed.

The woman in white just now was called by the high priest to beat her own son for Xiao Ran. She naturally wondered why the person who was burned to death was the holy son of Qingshui Village. Could it be that he had a holy weapon? The holy weapon had disappeared for a long time and could not appear, so the woman in white came up and asked.

"This..." Xiaoran didn't know how to answer for a moment. He didn't have any so-called holy tools. If they found it, would they pull him out and fry it? This is very likely. Xiaoran had to be careful.

Just when Xiao Ran couldn't answer, the high priest who covered his face with a gauze scarf walked to the woman in white.

"Qinniang, don't be rude to the Holy Son. How can the holy weapon allow everyone to watch?" The high priest's voice was very convincing.

"But, High Priest, are you really sure that he is the holy son of our Qingshui Village?" The woman in white still didn't believe it.

"Without believing or not, you can't let a small priest take care of you? You can't doubt the Holy Son of this clan." The high priest retorted.

"But he is obviously a foreigner, how could he be a saint son!" The woman in white was also a little angry and actually refuted the high priest's words in person.

The tribesmen around them all looked at the woman in white with pity.

Xiaoran breathed a sigh of relief. He just couldn't think of the answer, but the high priest gave him a huge step. Xiaoran almost fainted from the joy.

Although Xiaoran thought so in her heart, her face had not changed at all. It seemed that everything that happened had nothing to do with him. As a first-class killer, Xiaoran's psychological quality was naturally quite good.

The high priest was also a little annoyed when he heard the indignant words of the woman in white.

"Are you questioning me?" The high priest frowned slightly.

"I dare not." The woman in white also realized that something seemed wrong in her way of speaking.

"Come here, drag Qin Niang to the back mountain and face the wall for a month." The high priest shouted.

"yes!"

Several Miao people quickly grabbed the woman in white.

The woman in white had no choice but to dare to resist at all, and was dragged away by these Miao people.

At this time, Liao Tianqi hurriedly ran out and stood in front of the high priest.

"High Priest, don't take my mother away!" Liao Tianqi quickly pleaded.

When Xiaoran saw Liao Tianqi coming out, she remembered what had happened before. It seemed that she wanted to beat Liao Tianqi, but in the end she failed, and a white shadow knocked herself out. If Liao Tianqi had not been unreasonable, she would not have reached this point. If Ye Qi had not come to save him, she would have been burned to death now.

Xiaoran looked at Liao Tianqi with malicious intentions and said to himself: "Sooner or later, you will return it to me. I will let you feel the smell of being burned to death."

Xiaoran is such a person who cares about anything. If someone gives me a drop of water, I will give me a bucket of water. But if someone dares to take me a drop of water, I will never drink water. This is also Xiaoran's principle of being a human being, very simple.

The high priest looked at Liao Tianqi and frowned.

"Liao Tianqi, what did you say?" the high priest asked coldly.

"No, no." Liao Tianqi was shivering by the sharp gaze of the high priest.

The tribe members around them all pointed at Liao Tianqi.

"Often this grandson bullies us, but when he reaches the hands of the high priest, he still looks like a grandson." A man wearing Miao costume said slowly.

"Yes, look at his appearance. I really don't know how Lord Qin Niang, one of the three high priests, gave birth to him." said a Miao man.

The high priest looked at Liao Tianqi and said calmly: "Go back quickly and don't show his shame in front of the Holy Son."

"Yes, yes!" Liao Tianqi responded quickly, looked at Xiaoran with resentful eyes, turned around and left.

Xiaoran didn't care. He was hostile to others. What's wrong with this? Someone was hostile to himself. Only living was interesting. If his life was dull, it wouldn't be the life that Xiaoran wanted.

"The whole clan set up a feast to welcome the Holy Son to return to Qingshui Village!" the high priest shouted.

"yes!"

Three or four hundred people answered respectfully.

"Go and prepare quickly." The high priest shouted.

"yes!"

Three or four hundred people suddenly ran away, and they all rushed to prepare for the dinner.

At this moment, only Ye Qi and the high priest Xiaoran stood there, and none of the other tribe members dared to stay here.

"Son, go to the priest's house with me to talk to you." The high priest bowed to Xiaoran.

"Okay." Xiaoran was so nervous in his heart that the high priest was covered in veil. Xiaoran had already imagined the high priest's face. It must have been extremely ugly. As he thought about it, Xiaoran was not so nervous.

At this time, Ye Qi grabbed Xiaoran's hand and whispered in Xiaoran's ear: "Brother Xiaoran, the high priest is very serious. Don't let it go, otherwise the high priest will kill us. After tonight, we will escape."

"Yeah." Xiaoran replied softly, how courage does a woman need to go out from childhood to a big place for herself?

"Ye Qi must not be rude to the Holy Son." The high priest frowned when he saw Ye Qi holding Xiao Ran's hand.

"Oh." Ye Qi quickly let go of Xiaoran's hand.

"It's not hindering." Xiaoran smiled.

"Yeah." The high priest responded respectfully, which was completely contrary to his decisive style as if he was like an iceberg.

Several people entered the priest's house.

The Priest Pavilion is made of pure wood, which is a good place to be pure and desireless. The decoration inside is also very simple but generous.

The high priest asked Xiaoran to sit on the main seat, while the high priest sat down below. Ye Qi stood behind the high priest, obviously not qualified to sit down in front of the two of them.

"Who is the Holy Son?" the high priest asked.

"People from City Z." Xiaoran smiled and looked very calm.

"Oh, I have been to City Z before. Our Qingshui Village is in a city next to City Z, and there are many industries." The high priest chuckled.

"Yeah." Xiaoran replied.

"Has the Holy Son's holy weapon been brought with him?" the high priest asked softly.

Xiaoran felt a stern heart. What should I come will always come. I don’t have any holy tools. What if I am discovered? I don’t want to pull it out and be fried. I know what the high priest has.

"This, this." Xiaoran stammered.

Ye Qi was also very nervous and thought to herself: "Brother Xiaoran, this idiot!"

"What?" the high priest was puzzled.

Ye Qi quickly stood up and chuckled: "The Holy Son's holy weapon was not brought with him."

Xiaoran also seemed to have found a life-saving straw.

"Yes, yes, I didn't carry it with me, hehe." Xiaoran responded quickly. If Xiaoran's heart could sweat, the whole world would probably be overwhelmed by sweat. It would be too nervous.

"Ye Qi, how did you know?" The high priest couldn't figure it out.

"This, this, this is what the Holy Son told me." Ye Qi said quickly.

"Yes, it was what I told her." Xiaoran also agreed.

"Son, you are not honest, there is no need to deceive me. Actually, the holy weapon is on you, right?" the high priest chuckled.

"You know this too." Xiaoran didn't understand what the high priest was saying. He just followed the high priest's words. It would be bad if there was a flaw.

Ye Qi was so angry that she stomped her feet and said to herself: "Brother Xiaoran, you big fool, don't be deceived by the high priest."

"Of course, every high priest has a sense of the holy weapon." The high priest said softly.

"Is that so? That's good, that's good." Xiaoran laughed.

"Is the Holy Son coming to Miaojiang for the first time?" the high priest asked.

"Yes, by the way, I'm here to find you this time." Xiaoran saw that the high priest believed that he had a holy weapon on him, and he secretly shouted in his heart that the blind cat met a dead mouse. He felt the holy weapon, and I had nothing on him.

Xiaoran remembered the Gu on his body, and Liu Mei's Gu, especially the pale face of Liu Mei lying on the hospital bed, which made Xiaoran very worried, so he went straight to the main purpose of visiting Miaojiang this time.

"The Holy Son has something to do with me, but I don't know what's going on?" the high priest asked softly, very polite.

"I was caught in the poison, but my friend said that only you can unlock this poison. I also have a female friend who was also caught in the poison." Xiaoran said softly.

"Has the Holy Son actually got a Gu?" The high priest was also shocked. The first time he heard that the Holy Son actually got a Gu.

"Yes." Xiaoran said.
To be continued...