Five-three, artifact balance
Looking along Tong Hu's fingers, he saw that the waterfall that was more than 10,000 feet high suddenly emitted a dazzling yellow light. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
A huge balance appeared in the yellow glow.
With that waterfall as a support point, they stood on one side of the scales and the other side was endless darkness.
- It's so mysterious.
Although he didn't see the legendary holy clothes, Wen Zhuyuan already vaguely believed that the old man in front of him was really the legendary Libra Golden Saint Seiya Tong Hu.
Because his virtue is too similar to the little old man in the comics - they are all the same ugly.
Wen Zhuyuan swallowed hard, looked at him and said, "You just said that you need my help, how can you ask me to help you? ”
Tong Hu originally wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but he was too short, so he could only pat his knee and comfort him: "Oh, what is this? You are the protagonist of this novel, and you are also a rare celestial veiner, destined to experience countless twists and turns and adventures in your life, and now you are only temporarily trapped here." ”
Wen stopped and said: "Sure enough, the protagonist is not so easy to be." ”
Tong Hu continued to pat his knee and said, "Moreover, you are trapped here at the moment, and it is also the will of God that let me meet you." Do you know what providence is? Providence is that you want to eat noodles, others give you dumplings, you are in a hurry, others deflated your car tires, you want to be a quiet beautiful man, but God makes you like to eat garlic. I don't have any hobbies in my life, I wanted to be a poet since I was a child, write some sour poems and cheat some manuscript fees, but a white-bearded grandfather suddenly told me in a dream that I am a Libra Gold Saint Seiya more stylish than writing poems. So, I believed his words and began to cultivate the small universe. But I'm lonely, no one believes in my true identity, thinks I'm not doing my job, the poetry world has abandoned me, the literary world has abandoned me, and the girl has abandoned me, but I remember the words of the white-bearded old man and firmly believe that I am the Golden Saint Seiya. Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it. Finally, one day, I was summoned by the Goddess and the Pope to go to the Sanctuary. They told me that as a saint warrior, I had to fight for the girl. In the end, the Ming Realm was defeated, and it was time to enjoy the wealth and glory of the Frontier, but the Pope told me that it was time to fulfill his promise to make me a quiet beautiful man, so I was sent here to guard the King of the Sealed Ming Realm. What makes me a quiet beautiful man here, phew, is to put Lao Tzu into the cold palace. I know that although the white-bearded pope admits my identity as a Golden Saint Seiya on the surface, he actually looks down on me at all, thinking that I am a dead fat man and a dwarf person, and I am honest and easy to bully. But I'm a responsible and principled person, and since I promised to guard the Guardian Goddess of the King of the Bright Realm here, I must do it. Do you know, it's been a hundred years, I've been waiting here for a hundred years, I'm just waiting for an opportunity, I want to fight for a breath, not to prove how great I am, I want everyone to know that I'm Tong Hu is such a quiet and beautiful man. Today, I finally waited for you to arrive. ”
Wen Zhuyuan suspected that the old man had crossed over from Brother Xiaoma.
He touched the top of Tong Hu's bare head like a look, and said, "Mmmmmm, you are indeed a quiet beautiful man, very quiet." ”
Tong Hu said: "Oh, the line just now is wrong, to correct it, I should say that I want to fight for a breath, not to prove how great I am, but to let everyone know that what I lost must be returned." ”
- Well, the lines are good, but the acting is a bit bad.
- Sure enough, it turns out that the old man with the white beard is not a good thing.
Wen Zhuyuan smiled: "Then what have you lost?"
Tong Hu said: "Athena." ”
Wen Zhuyuan thought that he had heard it wrong, so he plucked out his ears again and said, "Who is who?"
Tong Hu said: "Our girl, oh no, is the goddess, Athena. ”
Wen stopped and said: "You can fool me." Although I am a loyal fan of Saint Seiya, I am not a brain-dead fan, and I don't believe what you say. ”
Tong Hu said: "Listen to me." ”
Wen Zhiyuan touched the scar on his neck, smiled, and said, "Anyway, I'm bored, I'll listen to you to relieve your boredom, let's talk." ”
Tong Hu's eyes, hidden in his long white eyebrows and beard, fell into a long, frightening memory.
More than a hundred years ago, the righteous side, which represents the golden holiness, and the bright realm, which represents darkness, finally fought a protracted war.
With the support of the gods under their respective protections, magical beasts, secret arts, magic, and artifacts have been thrown into this war.
The world suffers and becomes hell.
In the end, the Sanctuary, the side representing justice, under the leadership of the goddess, defeated the king of the Ming Realm and sealed the most fierce and domineering Ming fighter in the Ming Realm.
The goddess of the Sanctuary was also damaged by the dimensional god, and after explaining the aftermath, she began to seal her original god and entered a long-term meditation state.
Ten years, twenty years......
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years later......
Although the goddess's primordial spirit has almost recovered, her physical body has been seriously damaged, so she chose the simplest way to awaken for herself - reincarnation.
One day a hundred years later, more than a decade ago, the reincarnated god of the goddess was born in the sacred realm.
But unfortunately, the sanctuary is no longer clean at this time.
The forces of darkness have infiltrated the Sanctuary in an attempt to harm the newborn goddess.
The Pope sensed this undercurrent and used Li Daitao's strategy to get the young goddess out of the Sanctuary.
By now, the goddess should have reached adulthood.
However, the dark forces hidden in the Sanctuary also seem to sense that the goddess is not dead, so they send killers to prepare for a new round of assassination of the goddess.
Speaking of this, Tong Hu looked at Wen Zhuyuan and said very seriously: "Although the goddess has a physical body, the primordial god has not fully awakened and cannot protect herself, so we need to find a shelterer for him, and you, as the person of the Heavenly Vein, are undoubtedly the best candidate." ”
Wen Zhuyuan said in a deep voice: "The story is very old-fashioned, it's hard for me to believe it. ”
Tong Hu said: "Whether you believe it or not, this is the case." ”
Wen Zhuyuan touched the scar on his neck, as if he was thinking about something, and then, looking up at the serious Tong Hu, he suddenly smiled and said, "Then can I take the liberty of asking, who is the reincarnated goddess who was taken out of the holy realm? Now, where is it?"
Tong Hu's face suddenly appeared with a holy light, and he said slowly: "Although the goddess doesn't know who it is, I can tell you where she is now." ”
Wen stopped and said, "Where?"
Tong Hu said: "It's in this ancient eastern continent. In other words, in today's Great Yuan Dynasty. ”
Wen stopped and said, "Who is the one who took the goddess out of the holy realm?"
Tong Hu said: "Feng Nantian." ”