Boundless memories flooded into her mind crazily, and she was completely confused in time and space.
The man hugging her, his body trembling slightly, called her Master, making her mistakenly think that she was still going up Qingshan Mountain.
Once upon a time, she had a talented and beautiful senior brother who wanted to compete for her position as high priest.
That senior brother not only wanted to take away her title of high priest, but also wanted her to surrender, marry him, have children for him, and make his children the future head of the Yun family.
Yun Qiao knew it was a trap from the beginning.
There is nothing wrong with following the plan.
By getting rid of this ambitious senior brother, her future life will be much more stable.
There are also internal struggles within the Divine Witch Clan, but the proportion of Divine Witches who are reticent, addicted to secret spells and unwilling to deal with power is slightly higher, resulting in the Divine Witch Clan being more peaceful and stable than any other race.
The human race's struggle for power is naked and bloody; while the monster race and demon race will devour their own kind, and their struggle is shallower and more frequent.
The witches and wizards do not need to devour their own kind, nor do they have many levels.
The spiritual power of a witch or wizard exists, or does not exist. The amount of spiritual power is determined by God and cannot be increased by external forces.
Without room for improvement, everyone's competitiveness will be much lower. It is rare to have a few ambitious people in the Divine Witch Clan.
Senior brother knows that she is afraid of snakes, so there must be snakes when dealing with Yun Qiao.
Every creature has its own fears. Yun Qiao's fear of snakes is not a big deal.
You just need to be patient for a while.
During the sacrifice that year, there was a problem with Yun Qiao's secret spell, because the senior brother who assisted her took the opportunity to change a few of the secret spells and made a cover-up in between.
Yun Qiao was born with a photographic memory. She knew it from the beginning. However, he followed his senior brother's plan and secretly spelled out a catastrophe. Thunder and lightning roared, smashing the two statues on the altar into pieces, and countless people crawled out of them.
Clear snake.
The gods and wizards present were stunned.
Yun Qiao was at the top, and snakes surrounded her.
Xi Lanting was an outsider and a low-level disciple, so he was not qualified to visit the sacrifice.
He heard about it only afterward.
The first time he took the initiative to go to Yun Qiao's room, Yun Qiao was taking a shower.
The snake crawled up her arm, and she tried her best to suppress the nauseating feeling of wanting to cut off her arm without letting anyone notice.
Only when you return to your own territory do you dare to relax.
"I know that he was determined to create ghosts during the sacrifice. The statues of his family's ancestors and his mother's ancestors were smashed to pieces by the catastrophe."
"It doesn't matter to me, it will be over with patience, those snakes are not poisonous. If he admits that this incident was caused by external forces, he has to admit that he changed the secret spell when assisting the high priest, and he will definitely die;
If he doesn't admit it, his family's ancestors and his mother's ancestors will be divided, he will never gain the trust of his people, and he will never have the chance to serve as a high priest in this life."
Yun Qiao told Lan Ting the truth, hoping he wouldn't worry.
The eldest brother originally wanted to destroy the two statues of Yun's gods, so that the people of the Shenwu tribe would think that Yun Qiao becoming the high priest was not tolerated by God and his ancestors.
Yun Qiao returned the plan to him intact.
Lan Ting suddenly hugged her tightly, gently patted her back with his hands, trembling slightly, and called her "Master" in a low voice.
He was extremely scared.
Don't dare to lose her.
The emotions flowed bit by bit and enveloped her. She was cherished and deeply loved by him.
For a moment, Yun Qiao didn't know how much time passed.
Didn't she go to the palace?
Didn't she become a queen?
Why did he and her return to Shangqing Mountain in the blink of an eye?
She had begged him countless times to go back to Shangqingshan. At that time, she meant that he should give up all these conquests and go home with her.
They carved out a piece of paradise and lived the simplest life.
"I……"
The back of her tongue was astringent, as if she was not used to speaking - another language, more familiar and natural, "I'm fine."