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In a world full of thousands of flowers, colorful, and never withered, a young man in pure white coarse linen is carefully constructing a flower called Ziyunyue at this time.

In fact, this kind of flower named Ziyunyue has been planted almost all over the place where this young man lives.

When pruning, the young man's hands accidentally shook, so that the flower branches in his hands were not constructed to the expected effect due to a mistake.

"Forget it, flaws have flawed beauty."

The young man smiled casually, put Zi Yunyue on his hand gently, and then patted his hands and turned around, "So, because you are the only woman in the Senate, you were assigned to receive the visitor Huaxialong. Lord Saint of the Kingdom, are you troubled by you?"

The beautiful woman in front of her took off the queen’s attire, and put on a dress that was said to be strongly requested by another old man in the Senate. It was also said that this was a palace dress called Hanfu, and it was another chic. The charm. Probably this annual vacation plus the body that has grown to the right level in advance is very suitable for this kind of Hanfu that is vigorously promoted in the Chinese Dragon Kingdom.

"Yuro disturbed the teacher, your cleansing."

The young man with the name of Zhao Er smiled kindly. It waved its hand, and suddenly a simple rocking chair appeared out of thin air. Zhao Er sat down comfortably, and lay down peacefully, with an extra feather fan in his hand for some time. It slapped it twice, "Since everyone is a woman, what do you have to worry about? And no matter how much you say, women will not embarrass women? Since the saint came here in the name of visiting, probably not Will do something extraordinary. You can treat it as an ordinary guest."

Youlu lightly sighed and said: "Now that the sea race is pressing harder and harder, the world's coastal front has retreated and retreated. Now it can't be called a coastal front at all. It's probably the same as the inland war circle. The sea clan can’t get out of the sea for too long, I’m afraid their progress of aggression is far from that. Probably now. We only know the horror of the sea clan. The number of them is really endless. And at this time, the saint is not on the front line to encourage. Morale, instead of coming to us, I'm afraid it's not as simple as a visit in name?"

Zhao Er closed his eyes, talking very much. It unexpectedly behaved quite quietly this time.

You Luo walked in and whispered: "In fact, if it wasn't for Master Gu, Master Guan, Master Luo, and Master Ximen would all lead their troops and leave. Maybe the person receiving him wouldn't be me, right? After a big country, Uluo is only responsible for people's livelihood matters. This kind of foreign affairs is generally in charge of Master Simon."

Zhao Er smiled, stretched out his hand and pressed. Yuluo Yihui, slowly sitting in front of the rocking chair. Zhao Er put his hand on Youluo's head and said with a light smile: "I heard that this can give people courage and comfort. Is it better?"

Yulu was taken aback. Then he smiled bitterly: "Then teacher, you can touch it a few more times."

Zhao Er smiled and said: "This can't be done, just mean it. But remember, you have become the woman of the Glory Knight King, the chosen of God, the veteran of the great country, whether it is in charge of the people's livelihood, Whether you are in charge of diplomacy or even fighting. You can do well, and you should be able to do well."

"Can I?"

"Of course. Because, my students are the best."

Yuluo lowered her head slightly, threw herself down on Zhao Er's legs, and whispered, "Teacher...can you show up when you are in reception?"

"That's okay." Zhao Er said without hesitation, and then hesitated: "It seems bad to say this?"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, this is the scabbard..." Yulu murmured, "Slightly, let me sleep here for a while."

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In this place, there are only these stone pillars, and nothing else?

Zhao Nan in invisible could not help but think so. Stealth is a subconscious behavior. Probably instinctively felt that something would happen in such a wait.

And this kind of standing motionless, it didn't take long for it to seem to have attracted its success.

There were waves of footsteps and faint voices. The multifunctional translation device worn on the wrist is working at this time, transforming those strange sounds into something that can be understood. But it's just useless information.

Such as:

"The weather today is really good."

"I like the eyes of the house next door, what should I do, is this the so-called love?"

"The village chief seems to be taking one to fill the house recently."

There are also topics such as "Whose chicken" lays several eggs overnight. Before the speaker arrived, Zhao Nan felt like a group of honest Barra farmers were chatting happily.

However, it didn't take long for this feeling to really turn into a real picture. I saw a group of people, men and women, old and young, dressed in coarse linen cloth, no one carrying baskets full of food and bottles in their hands, coming in groups.

This group of people, let's call it normal human beings for the time being. Anyway, all Zhao Nan could see besides the names of these people were question marks.

This should be an aboriginal in the deserted land. But depending on the situation, it should not be the clan of the beast masters and the alchemy clan.

Rarely a supernatural race?

The supernatural race should be the race that Zhao Nan had the least contact with in the Deserted Land so far. But this group of peasant-like guys is somewhat different from the description of the ability group in the major league.

These people have many black tattoos on their faces, regardless of whether they are men or women, young or old. However, instead of making them ugly, these tattoos have a unique sense of beauty. It is probably the reason why the tattoo itself is so beautiful.

It is a very symmetrical thing that covers both ends of the cheeks like a pattern. Moreover, the tattoo patterns on these people's faces are vaguely similar to the engravings on the totem stone pillars.

Vaguely, Zhao Nan seemed to have seen a similar pattern here.

This group of people, one after another, quickly dispersed, gathered in twos and threes in front of each stone pillar, and offered the food on their hands. Their expressions are pious and solemn, they don't speak, and they kneel down so quietly.

Suddenly, the three elders came to Zhao Nan's side, with a look of horror on their faces.

"The Pillar of God actually..."

The panic of the three people grew stronger. The basket they were holding fell to the ground without knowing it, making a silent landing sound.

Puff a few times. The three elders rushed to the ground at the same time, shouting loudly and repeating: "The ancestor gods manifest! The ancestor gods manifest! The ancestor gods manifest!!!"

The ancestor?

Is it the existence behind these totem poles? Zhao Nan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the stone pillar that he had cleaned up. The rebellious will slowly stretched out unconsciously.

It was this kind of unknowingly behavior, but in the midst of it, Zhao Nan felt that this was the right direction.

It's not that he should do it, but he seems to have done it before, and now he has to do it again.

When the rebellious spirit covered this stone pillar, Zhao Nan finally understood why he made such a move...or in other words, he wanted to understand the basis behind his unconscious behavior. If these totem poles involve gods, perhaps this so-called ancestor **** will leave something in these stone pillars...for example, the will of the ancestor god. And the only thing that can feel will is will.

It was a pitch black, nothingness. Cold space. Here it seems that even the will will be frozen... Maybe not just the will, maybe even the soul.

Zhao Nan instinctively felt a sense of trembling, but the trembling that continued to emerge would become food for the growth of the will.

——No one can make me afraid, no one can be my way forward, no one can control my destiny.

——I am fearless, I am overcoming obstacles, and I exist forever in this endless river of time. I will dominate all of this eventually.

In this emptiness and cold space, rebellious will continuously release the beliefs it contains.

At this moment. The entire space oscillated.

In this turbulence, the rebellious will, like a flat boat on the ocean of storms, is still moving forward with difficulty...It clearly senses the source of this turbulence.

"Who... disturbed my deep sleep...who..."

Suddenly, Zhao Nan heard a desolate voice.

"Who are you?" He didn't hesitate much, but passed on his doubts.

"Who am I?" The voice came out again after a moment. As if the person who had just awakened from the big dream couldn't remember part of the things, and because he was confused, he appeared very defenseless, "I am... the one who keeps the tomb."

"Shou tomb? Whose twilight?" Zhao Nan's heart moved: "Is the so-called ancestor god?"

That voice was silent for a long time this time, and immediately afterwards, the rebellious will received an extremely powerful expelling force. Rebellious will actually have no power to struggle at all. He was roughly thrown out of this void and dark space.

"It's not time yet, please don't disturb my deep sleep...you who shouldn't exist..."

"Wait, who are you!"

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There was nothing in front of me, and even my consciousness was pure white.

This blankness of consciousness may be short or long. However, when Zhao Nan's meaning became sober, those totem stone pillars, those guys with strange tattoos on their faces, and the endless ancient forest had disappeared.

Instead, it was Finina, Ye Anya, Xu Yang and the others by their side at this moment!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

She found that she was sitting on Zhao Nan's chest at this time, with only the short pyjamas that could cover the upper body, and small underwear.

"Brother, have you really become a pervert!!"

It was the angry voice of Ye Anya who appeared on Zhao Nan's right arm, with his legs wrapped around his arm.

There are also many chilling eyes... Zhao Nan found these guys, wearing all kinds of pajamas.

"Nan? Are you going to give me a satisfactory explanation?"

Finina was talking at this time, talking softly too much.

"Oh, boy, you really want me and a shot, don't you?" A barrel of a gun touched Zhao Nan's head silently, "I don't know, but I really want to give it to you." It's coming!"

Zhao Nan sighed, and then said without angrily: "First of all, you are pressing me down."