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170. Chapter 170 The meaning of peach blossom

Zi Tong's loosened fingers tightened again, looking at Zi Qiong, she asked doubtfully, "Why?"

"If this peach blossom falls into your hands, it means you are the one chosen by God. If you throw away the peach blossom, it will be disrespectful to God and will cause dissatisfaction among believers." Zitu explained behind her.

Jiuxing Temple believers are all over Beizhou. Just looking at the fanatical procedures of people in the stands just now, it is not difficult to imagine that if Zi Tong loses this peach blossom here, it will definitely arouse the resentment of these believers against Zi Tong and even the entire Zi clan.

Zi Tong curled her lips, "Then what should I do? Take it home and offer it as an offering?"

Zi Qiong smiled, "This peach blossom represents the invitation from the temple master. Tonight, you will be qualified to share the dinner given by God with the temple master."

Zi Tong suddenly realized, no wonder, these people are acting crazy. The Lord of the Palace is the top figure in the Nine Star Temple. In the eyes of these believers, he is equivalent to the incarnation of God. Zi Tong has received such a precious opportunity, how could they possibly

I would die if I didn't envy you.

When the snack foodie heard about the food, he immediately became excited, "God's dinner must be delicious, isn't it, mother?"

Zi Tong glanced sideways, looking at the fancy car slowly descending to the ground, "I'm afraid it's not that delicious."

Those believers may think that she was chosen by God, but she knows very well that this is not the case. This peach blossom was obviously controlled by others and fell on her.

The master of the palace chose her to have dinner with her. I'm afraid this dinner was more than just a meal.

Curious in his heart as to why the palace master chose him, Zi Tong's eyes naturally focused on the carriage.

Someone had already bowed respectfully and raised the curtain of the Chinese carriage. As Hua Man lifted it, the mysterious master of the palace, Wei Young, finally appeared.

The feet are covered with snow-white deerskin soft boots. The boots are spotlessly clean. The plain white robe is trimmed with dark purple trim...

Zi Tong's gaze also moved up a little bit along with the gauze curtain, and then she saw Wei Young's face.

Immediately, he was startled.

Under the black hair tied up with a purple jade crown, there is a white mask. The bright red and dark purple outlines a face on the mask. The red lips and upward eyes are as ferocious as a ghost.

On the mask, only two holes were left for the eyes. Although they were outlined with red and purple paint for two weeks, the eyes were still not suppressed by such strong colors and were as bright as stars.

The combination of white background and these two extremely bright colors creates a very large visual impact.

Across more than half of the square, Zi Tong's eyes met the man's eyes.

I don't know whether it was the illusion of being too far away or other reasons, but Zi Tong felt that those eyes were vaguely familiar.

"This person is so stupid!" The foodie immediately started complaining, "Wouldn't he make an extra opening in the mask? How can he eat like this?"

Zi Tong raised her lips, "I'm not like you, I only know how to eat!"

When she turned her eyes to Weiyang again, he had already stepped out of the car on the back of the girl kneeling beside the car, and walked step by step across the square on the white carpet to the north stand.

The believers had already rushed over enthusiastically and were kneeling on both sides of the white carpet.

Weiyang walked slowly across the white carpet sprinkled with flower petals. Occasionally she would stop, stretch out her palm, and gently touch the head of a believer. The man immediately kowtowed repeatedly, as excitedly as if he had won a multimillion-dollar jackpot and didn't know what to do.

What to do.

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