At this time, everyone took a breath. The Holy Lord actually came down the mountain in person this time?
In the minds of all North Vietnamese people, the Holy Lord of the Holy Snow Mountain is equally respected as His Majesty the Emperor. However, the Holy Lord has rarely shown up, and most people do not know who the Holy Lord is.
There are rumors from outside that the Holy Lord spends a lot of time in seclusion to study secret arts, so at a young age he has already become the number one person in the continent in the secret arts.
Everyone believes that the Holy Lord is definitely the developer of the secret art.
"Envoy Fang Shi, are you revealing Brother Xiu's whereabouts?"
Suddenly, a crisp and tender voice came from the crowd. Fang Shi was startled for a moment. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice, and his body shook violently.
Then everyone watched her expression suddenly change, becoming respectful, humble and respectful.
He hurriedly walked forward, and the crowd naturally dispersed to both sides, allowing Fang Shi to walk in front of Mo Xiu and the others unimpeded.
Fang Shi hurriedly put a hand on his shoulder and bowed respectfully: "Fang Shi comes to see the Holy Lord. Now, Lord Holy Lord, all the matters arranged by you have been prepared. My subordinates have come specially to welcome the Holy Lord back."
Mo Xiu nodded: "Let's go!"
Fang Shi hurriedly followed him, his expression showed no disrespect at all, but only reverence and reverence.
It seems that this person should not be defiled casually. Under the sun, everyone is looking at the exposed man.
Clear and thorough, an extremely clean and pure temperament!
This man seemed not to be in the mortal world, but in the eyes of everyone, he was more like one of those banished immortals who had fallen into the mortal world, and they were lucky enough to see him at this moment.
Silence!
Everyone's eyes are full of shock. When you are not paying attention, you will not find such a person, but when your eyes notice his existence, your eyes will fall on him involuntarily.
The person left for a long time, and no one in the crowd made a sound.
"The young master just now, the messenger called him the Holy Lord? Did I hear you correctly?" After a long time, someone suddenly spoke.
"I seem to have heard it too, and the envoy even saluted. Even if my ears are hallucinating, my eyes should be intact."
"I heard it too!"
…
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you. The next second, screams suddenly flew out and spread throughout the Shengxue Town, and they seemed to be spreading continuously.
The next morning,
A few people were walking on the street. Shu Jingrong glanced around and said with a puzzled face: "Have you noticed that everyone in this town seems to be extra excited today, and their eyes are wide open?
Light!"
Lian Tianqi waved his fan, winked at a little girl next to him, and said, "Don't mention it, there are many more little girls on the street today than there were two days ago, and
Everyone is dressed up very beautifully."
A flirtatious look immediately made the young girl blush with embarrassment, holding a handkerchief to cover her face and pretending to be shy.
"When the Holy Lord appears in a small town, naturally everyone wants to see his face. Yesterday, the news of the Holy Lord's appearance in the Holy Snow Mountain spread throughout the small town. Today, there are not many people there."
Quan Shaohuang raised his eyebrows, smiled evilly, and said in a low tone.
Quan Shaohuang walked beside Shu Jingrong, his hands were under Shu Haotian's supervision, and he honestly did not make any move.
