After naming this thing for the first time, I tried to modify it later, but it didn't work.
"Ah this..."
Lin Beichen is simply a Buddha.
I gave it to Xiao Xiangxiang’s personal bodyguard. It’s really insulting to call me this name.
Forget it, or keep this for yourself.
After the transformation of the No. 2 God King Statue is completed, give it to Xiao Xiangxiang with a nice and poetic name.
Lin Beichen was about to control [Unit No. 1] to find Yue Hongxiang, but when he turned around, he saw Yue Hongxiang coming over with the shrunken God King No. 2 statue.
But it was when Lin Beichen was experimenting with controlling [Unit No. 1] to study its performance, the power that exploded alarmed Xiao Xiangxiang.
"you made it?"
Yue Hongxiang's face was full of expectations.
Lin Beichen chuckled, raised his face at a 45-degree angle, and said proudly: "Of course."
Yue Hongxiang lit a cigarette to soothe her consciousness that was consumed when she cracked the formation inside the God King Statue No. 2. She scanned the [Unit No. 1] body and immediately sensed that it was different from before. There was one more thing in it.
There was a wonderful "raw" atmosphere, and I couldn't help but sigh: "As expected of classmate Beichen."
It's not that surprising.
After all, in her mind, Lin Beichen was omnipotent.
Lin Beichen asked: "When can the No. 2 God King Statue be deconstructed?"
Yue Hongxiang pursed her lips and smiled, saying: "It's done."
"So fast?"
It was Lin Beichen's turn to look surprised: "Didn't No. 1 take more than three days?"
Yue Hongxiang had bright eyes and white teeth, a smile as bright as a flower, and her naturally curly hair was floating around her temples. She raised her slender hands and gently held them together. There was a hint of bookish pride on her face as she said: "For the Divine Formation Master
For example, if you do the same question the second time, it will certainly be effortless."
"My cock exploded."
Lin Beichen gave a thumbs up sincerely, and then said: "Leave it to me, I will make it come alive."
In the next two hours, Lin Beichen repeated his old tricks and completely transformed the No. 2 God King Statue.
He directed it, came to Yue Hongxiang, and said: "Give it to you as a gift."
A trace of surprise flashed in Yue Hongxiang's intelligent eyes: "It's too precious."
Lin Beichen could not refuse and said: "You are a formation master. You need strong followers and servants to ensure your own safety in battle. It suits you very well. Give it seven names, and it will guard you from now on."
, it’s like I’m by your side all the time.”
With that said, he handed over the sovereignty of the No. 2 God King Statue to Yue Hongxiang.
"Thank you, classmate Beichen."
Yue Hongxiang broke her own principles countless times with Lin Beichen. After a little hesitation, she accepted the statue of God King No. 2.
"What's your name?"
Yue Hongxiang held a white cigarette between her slender fingers and took a puff gracefully. Her delicate eyebrows came together slightly and she murmured thoughtfully: "If you want it to be catchy and not obscure, simple and clear but also positive, well... that's called attacking."
Bar."
Walter?
Coming again?
Lin Beichen was shocked: "No."
But it's too late.
The sovereignty of the No. 2 God King Statue has been handed over to Yue Hongxiang.
As Xiao Xiangxiang's words fell, the induction was generated.
I saw that the burning flames in the eyes of God King No. 2 had a strange aura. Immediately, the lines on the body were like light patterns flowing through electricity. They were dazzling and flickered three times in a row, finally completing the naming this time.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing Lin Beichen's reaction, Yue Hongxiang thought she had done something wrong and asked doubtfully: "Is it important?"
"Uh, of course it's important..."
Lin Beichen raised his middle finger and rubbed his eyebrows, saying: "Forget it, it's okay, it's okay if it doesn't matter..."
He turned around and walked away, waving his hands without looking back, and said: "You try to control it first, I suddenly have something urgent to deal with...bye."
Just at that moment, Lin Beichen received a secret message from his eldest wife, Chief Priest Qin.
Finally, we can go on a private date in the backyard of the temple.
Looking at Lin Beichen's hurried away figure, Yue Hongxiang was stunned.
She looked at God King Statue No. 2 in confusion, frowned in thought, and suddenly seemed to understand something.
"Attack, squat down."
she tried.
God King Statue No. 2 showed no response.
Yue Hongxiang's delicate body trembled and she slowly covered her face.
She seemed to understand what was going on.
…
…
Temple Mountain.
The green trees are green and the grass is luxuriant.
The mountain spring is clear, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
Ever since Pope Ye Weiyang stationed himself here, the mountain has always been covered with a layer of light silver mist. Along with this, the mountain seems to have become much higher, exuding a sacred and mysterious atmosphere everywhere.
call out.
A stream of light came directly through the air, smashed the protective formation of the temple mountain, and entered the backyard of the temple.
"Enemy attack."
"There is an assassin..."
The beautiful priestesses rushed out of different pavilions and palaces in their beautiful faces, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Even the young pope Ye Weiyang was alerted and appeared in the square as if facing a formidable enemy.
But soon, a message came from the direction of the temple's backyard.
Ye Weiyang looked slightly startled, then waved her hands and said: "It's not an enemy attack. Don't worry, everyone, please step back and perform your duties."
The priestesses withdrew with doubtful expressions.
Ye Weiyang stood there, pursed her lips, and showed curiosity on her face: There must be something important and good.
backyard.
Under the tree.
The chief priest of Qin stood in the wind.
Wearing a silver-white priest robe and long silver hair, this mysterious female powerhouse exudes an aura that is unapproachable like a cold snow tree growing on the edge of a cliff.
The priest's robe is made of ordinary material, but it is well-cut. A golden cloud-patterned belt with a width of two fingers is around the waist, which outlines her soft and graceful waist. She stands in the wind, and the train of her skirt is pulled back by the mountain wind, highlighting her figure.
Absolutely beautiful, with well-proportioned and slender legs, plump breasts, and straight silhouette, she is as majestic and unparalleled as the cold moon goddess who is not a human being..
Lin Beichen fell into the courtyard like a dog.
Chief Priest Qin looked up at the formation shield in the sky that was gradually healing automatically, at the damaged courtyard wall, and then at the cracks on the stone slabs on the ground. A rich look of helplessness flashed through his clear and beautiful eyes.
Authentic: "Why is it so urgent?"
Lin Beichen tidied up his appearance and said with an upright face: "The teacher invites you, I must come as quickly as possible, otherwise is it still a person?"
Chief Priest Qin rubbed his temples.
She was a little tired.
"sit down."
He pointed to the seat to the right of his subordinate's white jade case, and sat on the right side. He relaxed his long sleeves, brushed his palms to sweep away the leaves on the table, and asked softly: "Wine, or tea?"
you still need to ask?
Can a man who insists on drinking with a girl be a good person?