Chapter 1724: It turns out that this is the high priest
The sugar baby blinked his eyes.
Alas! This Miss Yimo is really unlucky.
The image of a deity who was originally aloof and indifferent to the world is probably about to collapse.
Tangbao lit a piece of white wax for Yimo in his heart.
A flash of anger and embarrassment flashed in Yimo's eyes.
"...I, I'm not..." Yimo covered up the hatred and embarrassment in her eyes, waved her hands repeatedly, and finally said with difficulty: "I'm not Miss Yimo!"
"Has she been lying to us?" Xuanyuan Jinfeng frowned slightly, glanced at Tangbao, and said in a deep voice: "She said she is Miss Yimo, the niece of the high priest, and will soon take over the position of high priest."
Sugar baby: "..."
Well, I'm still a little brother when it comes to ruthlessness.
Yimo's pupils suddenly widened and she looked up at Xuanyuan Jin and then at Tangbao in disbelief.
"You, you..."
"Are you a liar?" Xuanyuan Jin asked with a cold face.
"You are really lying to us!" Tangbao looked hurt.
Yimo: "..."
Did they do it on purpose?
Are you deliberately exposing your identity at this time?
The people around him were completely angry.
"This abominable liar! She is really pretending to be Miss Yimo!"
"Take her to the high priest's mansion and hand her over to the high priest for his disposal!"
"Take off her clothes first! Who dared her to wear the same clothes as Miss Yimo and pretend to be Miss Yimo!"
"Yes! Reveal her ugly face!"
The people around said loudly with angry faces, and they no longer disliked the stinking smell around Yimo, so they swarmed up and rushed towards Yimo.
Tangbao quickly pulled Xuanyuan Jin and took a few steps back, leaving the stage to the angry people.
"Ah...get out...let me go...I'm not Yimo..."
Yimo's screams came from the crowd.
Tangbao was outside the crowd and glanced at the green man behind him.
There was a hint of joy on the green man's face.
Then, he slowly moved forward and loudly rebuked the angry crowd.
"Bold! Presumptuous! You despicable bitches dare to be disrespectful to Miss Yimo. You deserve death..."
Green Yi shouted loudly while trying to push away the people surrounding Yimo.
However, Lu Yi's words were like adding fuel to the fire, and people became even more angry.
"Okay! This ugly liar actually has an accomplice!"
"Hit her together!"
"Yes! Fight..."
Soon, the green clothes were also submerged in people's fists.
Tangbao was speechless secretly.
The people in southern Xinjiang have a great sense of justice.
"stop!"
A cold and indifferent voice came over.
Tangbao turned around and saw a middle-aged man wearing a silver mask and with quiet eyes slowly walking over.
The man was wearing a blue robe, which was exquisite, luxurious and complicated in style.
As the man moved around, the complex silver dark patterns on the robe seemed to create layers of mysterious light and shadow.
"High Priest!"
"The high priest is here...the high priest is here..."
"Meet the high priest!"
The angry people seemed to have seen the god in their hearts. They all looked at the man and knelt on the ground with cheers.
There was a hint of surprise on Tangbao's little face.
It turns out that this is the high priest.
This happened so unexpectedly, didn’t it?
Didn’t it mean that the high priest had not shown up for many years?
Why did I and others come to Xia City and meet the legendary high priest?
Isn't this too coincidental?
Tangbao and Xuanyuan Jin looked at each other.
Then, the two of them looked at Pomegranate in unison.
Her pomegranate red lips were pursed tightly, her little face was tense, and she was also looking at the high priest.
"High Priest, this disgusting liar is pretending to be Miss Yimo!" A man knelt on the ground, pointed at Yimo, and said angrily: "Please, High Priest, put this despicable woman to death and let her suffer all kinds of things."
The poison bites the heart."
"Yes! Let this dirty woman die!"
"Yes! Give her death..."
People responded one after another and asked loudly.
They must not let this dirty woman tarnish Miss Yimo's name.
At this time, the face towel on Yimo's face had long gone, her hair was scattered, her nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and her clothes were torn to pieces and dirty, exposing a large area of skin.
In fact, I don’t know who took the poop pulled out by the wild boar and smeared it on Yimo’s body.
Yimo couldn't help but change beyond recognition, and exuded a foul odor.
The sugar baby was a little curious as to whether the high priest could recognize his niece.
After all, if she hadn't known that this was Yimo, she would never have recognized it.
I remember when I first met Yimo, her cold, noble and mysterious look was completely different from the embarrassed look she has now.
It can be said that the whole person was pulled down from the altar and stepped into the cesspit.
The high priest's calm eyes fell on Yimo.
Yimo lowered his head desperately, with a trace of panic and fear in his expression, trying to hide his appearance.
She must not let the high priest see her appearance!
Absolutely not!
The people around him were filled with indignation, waiting for the high priest to execute this abominable liar.
"Yimo, what's going on?" the high priest asked in a calm tone.