It is the third month of Mengchun in the Year of Jiazi.
The streets are very lively with people coming and going.
"The High Priest Kazama is here!" someone in the crowd shouted.
This sound was like a bomb being dropped in the crowd, and the crowd immediately broke into commotion! First it surged in one direction like a tide, and then it seemed to be separated by an invisible force, and they all rushed to the side of the street, leaving a long
Come to the street.
Everyone craned their necks to get a sneak peek.
"Here it comes!" Someone shouted excitedly, and then it seemed as if a strong wind had bent the back of the tree, and everyone knelt down with cheers and cheers——
At the end of the street came a carriage driven by eight tall horses. It was a pure white carriage with pure white horses. The carriage was translucent, with only a roof, surrounded by flying snow-white and transparent shark gauze.
There is a silver bell hanging on it, which jingles as the carriage moves forward. The sound is clear and sweet, comparable to the sound of nature. There is a person sitting faintly in the carriage...
Everyone opened their eyes desperately, not daring to misplace their eyes. They wished that the strong wind would blow away the fluttering gauze around the carriage and take a look at the man's true face...
But the breeze did not understand the style, and people could only see the smooth, satin-like black hair of the person in the car, leaning lazily on the hazy outline of the car...
Just such an outline, like the silhouette of flowers under the moonlight, made everyone's eyes brighten, and the originally harsh spring breeze seemed to become gentle——
"Priest Kazama! Priest Kazama!" Some young girl in the crowd shouted, her voice filled with fanaticism.
Her shout was like cooking oil in a hot pot, and almost everyone shouted with enthusiasm.
The shouts were like a wave, quickly sweeping through the entire street.
The person in the car moved slightly, his sleeves fluttered slightly, and the gauze on the carriage fluttered. Just as a gust of wind blew over, the gauze finally lifted up, revealing a little bit of the true face of the person in the car...
Of course, that's really just one point.
People can only see the beautifully curved chin and one hand of the person in the car...
As if a ball of moonlight illuminated the dark night sky, everyone held their breath!
Long black hair, snow-colored robes, fingers carved like the most beautiful suet and jade, as intoxicating as the moonlight——
The veil fell down as soon as it floated, covering the people in the car again...
The carriage rumbled away, but the commotion it caused continued. Almost everyone let out a sigh of disappointment or fondness.
Priest Kazama! The most beautiful man in this continent is also the most supreme god in everyone’s heart.
I have never seen him once, and I didn't expect him to show up here...
It's time for the lanterns to come on in an antique luxurious inn.
There were many guests sitting in the dining room of the inn, and it was very noisy and lively. Almost everyone was still discussing the high priest who had just glimpsed.
"I heard that this Kazama priest is still the prince of the former dynasty!" Someone broke the news.
"Really? Ah, then isn't he a prince?"
"Hey, what does the prince mean? His current status as a priest is much more noble than the prince!"
"That's right, that's right, the head of the eight great priests of Jiuhuamen will have to pay homage even if the current emperor sees him."
"Do you think he will return to the country again in the future?"
"Why would the priest, who is as glorious as the moon and an immortal figure, be interested in restoring the country? However, as long as he is willing, it is very possible to unify the entire continent..."