Wei Youqing returned to the temple nervously, and the tribal leaders followed closely behind him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info They saw with their own eyes that the supernatural dog was running towards the temple, and they followed behind Wei Youqing, not obeying the priest's order to go back, and they must see that the holy woman was safe and sound.

"The saint is the pearl island, and the pearl island is the saint."

Youqing's hands were stinging with heat, and blood seeped out through the bandage again. The pain reminded him that he was facing an immortal with powerful and willful powers. Although Wei Song, who was in charge of guarding the temple, reported that the holy woman had driven away the vicious dog, the hearts of the people were still uneasy. Wei Youqing had another layer of uneasiness in his heart, he saw Xiao Hei in a moment, why did he drive him away? This was unexpected by Wei Youqing.

"The Holy Maiden is there!" A cry of surprise erupted from the crowd. All of them looked up with trepidation.

It soon became clear why the first person to see the saint was so surprised. Their saintess were no longer dressed as Han women, but dressed in plain clothes and hair, with a smile that seemed to be a smile on their faces, standing on the highest platform of the temple, a position where she had never stood alone like this.

"The Holy Maiden is back! The Holy Maiden is back! ”

Wei Youqing watched in amazement as the leaders around him knelt down reverently, prostrate and worship, and looked at the petite girl at the top of the temple with tears streaming down her face.

Wei Youqing understood, this is what a saint looks like.

Wei Youqing couldn't help but smile bitterly, no matter what he did, his personal prestige would not surpass that of the Pearl Island Holy Maiden. Wei Youqing looked up at Hua Xijian with a complicated mood, this girl looked at him from afar.

"Little Chieftain ......"

Wei Youqing waved his hand, he restrained his urge to fly up to the Chengsanchuang, and walked towards the gate of the Chengsanctuary in an orderly manner.

"Wei Rong, why do you call me Little Chief?"

Wei Rong glanced at Wei Youqing and said, "We are carp people, and the little chief will definitely be the chief of the carp people in the future." In Wei Rong's heart, you are neither the lord of the Han people nor the priest of the native people. When Wei Rong said this, he smiled narrowly, "However, you must be the eldest son of the Holy Maiden." ”

Wei Youqing also laughed, and he smiled bitterly: "Maybe you will drive me out of the temple in a pity." ”

"No, everyone understands that everything you do is for the carp people of Pearl Island. Wei Rong heard the saint say this to the chief of the slave Han with her own ears, and the saint felt like a mirror in her heart. ”

Wei Youqing's heart swelled with a lot of understanding and love, and he eagerly ran up to the sixth floor and stood in the shadow behind Hua Xijian.

Hua Xi heard Wei Youqing's footsteps, turned around, and saw Wei Youqing leaning against the door, looking at herself with a smile, beckoning to him, and calling softly: "Come here!" ”

Wei Youqing shook his head and said with a smile, "No need, I'll just stand behind the Holy Maiden." ”

"But the people of Pearl Island want to see the two of us standing here."

Wei Youqing looked at Hua Xijian's smiling face, walked to Hua Xijian's side as he said, put his arm around Hua Xijian's shoulder, and waved to the heads of the people who were looking up at them in the square.

A burst of more enthusiastic cheers erupted in the square, and people sincerely expressed their love for the couple, and cheers came and went.

The maid of the flower cherishes came out of it, holding a silver tray in her hand, and on the tray was a garland of flowers, which was made of sunflowers, purple and red, and extremely enchanting.

"Ask the Holy Maiden to put a wreath of adult for the eldest man."

Wei Youqing looked at Hua Xijian in surprise: "Coming-of-age ceremony? ”

"It's my birthday."

Wei Youqing felt extremely guilty, and in order to resist the coming-of-age ceremony, he deliberately forgot Hua Xijian's birthday.

"I'm sorry for you, I've never given you a birthday."

Hua Xijian picked up the garland, and the maid motioned for Wei Youqing to kneel down beside her, and Hua Xijian solemnly put the garland on Wei Youqing's head, and stretched out her hands to help him up.

"I know you don't like this bar mitzvah, so I didn't tell you my birthday."

Wei Youqing touched the garland on the door of his head, and said with a smile: "Nothing else, but how to keep this garland?" Won't it wilt in a few days? ”

"Sunflowers are everywhere all over the island, and the saint will often weave garlands for the eldest man if she wishes."

The crisp voice of the little maid told Wei Youqing such a story, the garland was quickly ruined, and if the saint was not satisfied with the eldest man, she could replace the eldest man at any time. Wei Youqing felt a pimple in her heart, looked at the jubilant crowd under her feet, and understood what today's coming-of-age ceremony meant to these women.

"Congratulations!"

A crisp child's voice sounded over their heads, and when they looked at it, it was the noisy seagull that could only talk. The seagull landed on Wei Youqing's shoulder very naturally, as if he had never known about Xiao Hei. But Wei Youqing dared to pack the ticket, and the black dog was also transformed from the same person as this bird.

"Aren't you gone? How did you come back? Wei Youqing pretended not to know and asked lightly.

"You can go wherever this god is happy, you are a mortal, dare to inquire about this god honorable?" The seagull tilted his head, with a proud face, and when he saw Wei Youqing wearing a garland on his head, he smiled and said, "When you wear a garland, you really look like a beauty who has captivated the country and the city." ”

Wei Youqing was already awkward in her heart, and it was not good to send it out to the flowers, listening to this ghost bird laughing at herself, she couldn't help but get annoyed, and reached out to hit it.

The seagull hurriedly flew away from Wei Youqing, with an innocent look, and asked with concern: "Ah! Your hand hurts? ”

Wei Youqing rolled his eyes angrily, his palms had stopped bleeding, and the bandages had been replaced, for fear of worrying about flowers, when he ran upstairs, he put on a wide robe, and the long and wide sleeves covered his palms tightly, plus it was getting late, where could I see his hands injured?

Hua Xijian listened to the strange cry of the bird, and hurriedly took Wei Youqing's hand to look, and saw that the newly changed bandage was faintly oozing blood, Hua Xijian couldn't help but feel very painful, a layer of mist hung on her eyelashes, and she said in a trembling voice: "What's wrong?" It's still bleeding! ”

Wei Youqing was also very annoyed, the injury looked like it was just a scratch on the skin, and it had been sprinkled with hemostatic powder, and I don't know why it started to bleed again.

I only heard the seagull sigh "tsk": "This looks like a very serious injury!" You'll have to cut your hand off. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will dry up my blood and die. The saint lady is fortunate that she is not their Han Chinese, otherwise the dignified saint would marry a person who has no hands, it is really not too desolate! ”

Hua Xijian changed color when she heard the words, pulled Wei Youqing to the house, and said in a trembling voice as she walked: "You seagull! It's boring! How did you offend you? Treat you with delicious food and drink, but provoke you with these gossip! Besides, I don't depend on you! ”