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Chapter 335, The Dreamer

Tianyuan Magic and Martial Arts Academy, the living area is independent of the residential building of the Temple of Light.

In the gorgeous hall, Feng Xueshan, wearing a white dress, was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window with a sad face. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the view outside the window, but her thoughts had already fallen into endless memories.

"Xueshan, aren't you changing your clothes yet? The welcome time is almost here!"

A gentle man suddenly sounded in the gorgeous hall, and then a handsome man walked out of the other end of the hall, and this man was Apocalypse.

Tianqi walked slowly behind Feng Xueshan, then asked softly: "Xueshan, what are you watching? Are you worried about the next welcoming ceremony?"

After hearing the words of the Apocalypse, Feng Xueshan finally came to her senses. She turned around and walked towards the sofa beside her with a cold look on her face, and then said coldly: "Why are you here? I didn't tell you, there was no me.

Is it not allowed anyone to disturb me?"

"I'm sorry Xueshan, I didn't mean it, because you drove the maid out. I was a little worried and came in to see you!" Seeing Feng Xueshan's tone with some blame in Tianqi, I quickly explained.

"Okay, I don't want to listen to your explanation. I'm tired now. You go out first and I'm going to rest!" It seemed that I had no good feelings for Apocalypse. As soon as the former said, Feng Xueshan gave the expulsion order with a cold face.

.

When Tianqi heard Feng Xueshan's words, he finally changed his expression. Tianqi, who had a smile on his face, instantly turned into anger after hearing Feng Xueshan's words.

Gritting his teeth, Tianqi asked Feng Xueshan angrily, "Why, it's been half a year, why are you still so cold to me? What's wrong with me? As His Highness of the Temple of Light with supreme glory, I'm here

It is your supreme honor to talk to you in a low voice. I don’t understand whether these things can still impress you?"

Feng Xueshan's face became even colder after hearing the excitement of Tianqi, and even the expression in her eyes turned cold at this moment. Feng Xueshan looked at Tianqi coldly, and then her tone was extremely cold.

He said, "Please remember clearly. I did not ask you to be kind to me, nor did I ask you to be humble to me. All this is just your wishful thinking!"

"Also, please remember that in my eyes, no matter who you are, it doesn't matter to me. Even if you are His Highness of the Temple of Light, the reason why I promised to be the saint of the Temple of Light is because your Temple of Light needs it.

I, not begging to be this saint!" Feng Xueshan stared at Tianqi word by word, every word was merciless, just like ice to keep people from thousands of miles away

outside.

The face of Feng Xueshan's words suddenly turned red with anger, and his chest was even more violently. Obviously, Tianqi was so angry that Feng Xueshan's words were so angry at this moment.

At that moment, Tianqi pointed at Feng Xueshan with anger and said, "You, you, very good, I want to see how long you can last. After you become a saint, I will apply to His Majesty the Pope to let you do it.

My wife, let’s see how you will reject me then!"

After hearing the words of Tianqi, Feng Xueshan's face suddenly sank. Her voice became even colder and said, "Don't worry, I won't marry you, even if I die, I won't. Everything about me already belongs to another one.

people!"

"Okay, you're still thinking about that guy. I tell you, he's already dead, and he won't show up even if you wait until the end of the world. I advise you to die as soon as possible!" Tianqi immediately understood when he heard this.

After Feng Xueshan's words, she said with a angrily smile.

As he said that, Tianqi shook his hand angrily, turned around and walked out the door. Just as he was about to walk out of the hall, Tianqi suddenly stopped and said coldly without looking back: "I don't care why you are.

I will promise to become a saint, but I still want to advise you that if you don’t change your clothes quickly, you will have nothing if you waste time!"

After saying that, Tianqi snorted coldly and left without looking back. Feng Xueshan ignored the words of Tianqi, but instead turned her head and stared out the window.

After a while, Feng Xueshan's face suddenly became dim, and her eyes were flashing with a faint sadness. The next moment, Feng Xueshan murmured sadly: "Yanlong, where are you? Do you know I'm good.

Tired, really tired???????”

The Snow Saint of Ice and Snow has long disappeared at this moment. There are only girls with sad faces. The saint welcomes it is an important thing. For the sake of face, the Temple of Light will naturally not let this matter be done too coldly. Therefore,

At the suggestion of the apocalypse, a saint ceremony will be held in the central square when welcoming the Saint.

Once the Saint's ceremony is over, Feng Xueshan will be the saint of the Temple of Light. No one can change this fact at that time. Once he becomes the Saint, Feng Xueshan must immediately return to the headquarters of the Temple of Light to receive the training of the Saint's Maiden. This

The training of the Saint is scheduled to be for three years and is not allowed to contact the outside world, which is extremely harsh.

The Saint's ceremony was set at noon. Before the time reached the center square, it had already become crowded. Teams of law enforcement teams of the academy were constantly shuttled through the crowd to maintain order.

The central square is located in the middle of several major areas of the college, and is located on both sides of the central tower. The central square is more than 2,000 meters in size. At this moment, a luxurious building has been built with half a meter-high Guangming Stone in the center of the central square.

There is a statue of the God of Light that is more than ten meters high in front of the altar.

Starting from the altar, a group of clergy from the Temple of Light lined up along a red carpet to form a passage in the independent residential building of the Temple of Light. On both sides of the passage are guards composed of the Templars.

This move of the Temple of Light is considered exaggerated, but what is even more exaggerated is that on the altar, there are twelve old men wearing red archbishop robes standing in the wind, and the twelve powerful momentums are constantly coming from here

The twelve old men swept across, shocking those who were ill-behaved.

There are twelve archbishops in charge, even if they want to make trouble, they must seriously consider their own strength. You must know that the twelve archbishops in the red are enough to fight against three god-level masters.

Anyone with ill-behavior under such a powerful lineup will restrain himself, but nothing is absolutely true. Although the lineup of the twelve Cardinals in the Chronicles is strong, it is still slightly insufficient in the eyes of Yanlong and others.

Standing in the corner of the crowd, Yanlong was now wrapped in a magic robe and hid his appearance. There were more than a dozen people wearing magic robes beside Yanlong. There were no need to look at these people.

It was Mo Qilin and others.

At that moment, the flame dragon looked at the altar with his eyes tightly. When he saw the twelve archbishops in the altar, his brows frowned slightly: "I didn't expect that the Temple of Light actually sent twelve archbishops in the altar. It seems that things are

It's a little difficult to deal with!"

Hearing Yanlong's words, Mo Qilin beside him said: "Little guy, I'm so sorry. Originally, the Temple of Light did not send so many people, but in the past few days when you were practicing, we wanted to secretly get rid of some obstacles.

, but unexpectedly attracted more people!”

"Mr. Mo Qilin, don't say that. I won't blame you for this. You are also out of good intentions. It's just that things have become more troublesome now!" Yanlong shook his head slightly when he heard Mo Qilin's words.

"Don't worry, let us leave the twelve archbishops in the cardinal clothes to us!" The cloud-swallowing beast behind him said eagerly after hearing the words of the flame dragon.

"Well, you have to be careful. Since the Temple of Light has already known that I am in the academy, I must be waiting for this time. I think there must be an ambush in the dark!" The flame dragon's eyes shot at the crowd around him when he heard the words of the cloud-swallowing beast.

, Everyone in the entire college has arrived here, and it is not easy to hide a few people in such a crowd.

When Mo Qilin heard Yanlong's words, he sent a message: "Don't worry, leave us the ambush, and then you can just take that little girl away!"

"Thank you!" Yanlong said gratefully after hearing Mo Qilin's words.

"Welcome to the Saint!"

Just as Yanlong finished speaking, a priest on the altar suddenly shouted loudly. At that moment, Yanlong saw the clergymen and the Templars kneeling down one by one.

The heart of the Fire Dragon suddenly became excited. After many years, he could finally see the person in his heart.

At that moment, the Yanlong's eyes quickly looked into the passage, and through the rows of kneeling figures, a beautiful figure wearing a white holy robe, instantly reflected into the Yanlong's eyes.

Looking at this beautiful dragon, I was instantly obsessed with it. I saw the girl's hair was flowing, her head was wearing a pearl crown, and her figure was graceful. Her delicate melon-shaped face was covered by a veil and only a pair of cold but secretly sad eyes.

A holy aura instantly swept the hearts of everyone present, making the originally noisy square quiet instantly.

When I saw the sadness in the girl's eyes, Yanlong, who was obsessed with the formation, suddenly shook his whole body, and tears even appeared in his eyes. At that moment, Yanlong murmured in a low voice: "Shanshan, we are finally meeting again.

???????”

"Little guy, little guy?" At this moment, Mo Qilin next to him suddenly sent a message.

"What's wrong?" Hearing Mo Qilin's voice transmission, the Flame Dragon quickly came to his senses and asked in confusion.

Seeing Yanlong confused, Mo Qilin said in a deep voice: "Look, the two middle-aged men in martial uniforms following the little girl, I found that they are all the strength of the lower gods!"

"Oh?" After hearing Mo Qilin's words, Yanlong hurriedly looked in the sound. He saw two middle-aged men following Feng Xueshan. These two middle-aged men had normal appearances at the time, and they happened to be accidental.

The breath that was emitting made Yanlong feel cold all over.

Just as Yanlong was looking at the two middle-aged men, one of the middle-aged men suddenly turned around and glanced at Yanlong with sharp eyes.

Seeing this, Yan Long's face changed instantly. He quickly lowered his head and hid all his appearance in his magic robe, trying to make himself look no different from those around him. Under Yan Long's actions, the middle-aged man was indeed very

I quickly turned my eyes away.


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