MTL - The Strong Beauty is a Goddess in Showbiz

 “I know there’s something hidden about that matter”

Bai Ruofeng became inexplicably excited. She took a step forward and tried to grab the temple priest, but was avoided.

 The temple priest looked at her gently and distantly: "This is my choice, you go."

Bai Ruofeng froze in place because of her words.

 After a long while, she pursed her lips, said nothing, turned around and left the temple.

Nowadays, the power to monitor the temple priests is much less, but the temple priests are still repeating the boring life here, which can already explain a lot of things.

Perhaps Xi Yan also understood this, so he no longer insisted on meeting the temple priests. For them, Si Jin had passed away, and there was no need to cling to the truth of the past.

 That was his choice, and they also had their own choices.

　　Although Bai Ruofeng left this time, she often visited the priest temple after that.

 She no longer mentioned the matter of taking the temple priest away, but only told the temple priest about her experiences outside, and in return, the temple priest would also tell her about the things in the temple.

Bai Ruofeng had been interested in the temple a long time ago, so she was fascinated by what she heard. She also realized that the priests of the temple were also curious about everything in the outside world, and worked very hard to search her mind for her experiences over the years.

"That's right!" Bai Ruofeng almost couldn't suppress his voice when he talked about the excitement, "I think my greatest achievement is to sneak into the prince's mansion and steal the ninth prince's most precious ruby ​​and agate string!"

 “Xi Yan?”

 The temple priest's eyes flickered.

"Yes!" Bai Ruofeng exclaimed, "I didn't expect that he would become the king in the end, even though he was a puppet. I won't talk about him anymore."

Bai Ruofeng naturally changed the topic: "He was so angry at the time that he sent many people out to catch me, but they were not as fast as me!"

 When she said this, her tone was full of smug pride.

“I wasn’t interested in that thing, so I sent it back to him in the end, but his face seemed even worse, hahaha!”

 The temple priest looked helpless.

Although Xi Yan behaves like a carefree waste, he is also a royal with a very good temperament. He has the pride of a royal family. How could he not be angry when she teased him like this?

In the end, Bai Ruofeng was so proud that she was almost discovered by the rebels, but the priest of the temple covered her up and escaped.

Even though Bai Ruofeng never gave up taking the temple priest away, as long as the temple priest didn't speak, she would not take action and would stay with her like this.

 In the last days of the temple priest, her appearance added a touch of bright color.

In the third year when the rebels put the temple priests under house arrest, they finally couldn't hold back and attacked the priests' temple.

 But the temple priests seemed to have anticipated their arrival.

 Under the gaze of everyone, she completed a shamanistic dance, which is a blessing dance during the sacrificial ceremony.

Amid the puzzled and fearful eyes of the rebels, as soon as the dance ended, the temple priest suddenly took out a short knife from his sleeve and committed suicide.

  “—!!”

This incident caused chaos among the rebels.

 “Who gave her the sword?!”

 “The temple priest committed suicide?”

"How can this be"

This dagger was given to her by Bai Ruofeng. At first, Bai Ruofeng just saw that her sword was taken away and wanted her to be able to protect herself. Who would have thought that it would now become a tool for temple priests to commit suicide.

 The news of the suicide of the temple priest spread quickly.

 The people in the capital could not help but mourn.

When Xi Yan in the palace received the news, his fingers trembled and the brush in his hand fell from his fingertips.

  .Suicide.”

 He murmured unconsciously, his eyes wandering.

 Actually, he already felt something. This was the choice of the temple priest, so even though he had enough power to take her away, he never took action.

 But when the day actually came, he still couldn't help but feel heart palpitations. The temple priest eventually fell with the temple.

 Everyone around him died earlier than him. He is still alive, but he is suffering more than anyone else.

The body of the temple priest lay unnoticed in the temple. The rebels were very afraid of her. They thought her suicide was very strange.

But the people who had been blessed by the temple priests for many years did not want to see such a situation. They united and asked the royal family to bury the temple priests generously.

 The power of the people is huge, and the rebels do not want to lose the support of the people, so Xi Yan, accompanied by the ministers, came to the priest's temple.

 Just—the body of the temple priest disappeared, leaving no trace, as if she had never been there.

This scene made the rebels even more afraid. Fortunately, the temple priest had committed suicide.

Xi Yan said nothing.

He stared blankly at the empty and lonely temple complex, with weeds already growing in the corners, and sighed deeply: "Let's go."

The rebels also asked Xi Yan if he knew about this matter. After all, they had not forgotten that the new king in front of them was a student of the temple priest.

Xi Yan answered them directly and with a bad attitude: "If I knew, I would die first."

 Rebels: "."

Unexpectedly, this incident seemed to really inspire Xi Yan. He began to ask about the construction process of his tomb palace, and even asked when he could live in it. This scared the rebels.

Lest they really drove the new king crazy, the rebels never asked him about the temple priests again after that.

 At the moment when the temple priest committed suicide, the divine authority dissipated.

 After the destruction of the temple, it seemed that nothing had changed, but something seemed to have changed.

 A year later, a sudden sandstorm swept through the lost country along with the plague. People had no time and no way to resist.

 All entanglements of love and hate are buried under the wind and sand.

There are woods around Lost Country, and it is not close to the desert, but this huge tornado still appeared suddenly, accompanied by a new plague.

This natural disaster is like a judgment from the gods, but now, the person who can protect them is no longer there.

The wind and sand buried everything, and also buried the past of this kingdom.

During the vicissitudes of time, the landscape here has gradually changed. There is no shadow of the past, and not even the slightest trace of the ancient city has been preserved.

The theocratic history, which was so prominent in the history of the lost country, has completely disappeared in the long river of history without any trace.

 They seem to have disappeared from the world, rejected and forgotten by all the history of civilization.

It was not until a thousand years later that the temple priests came to the new world, and the lost kingdoms buried deep in the ground were inspired by their gods and reappeared in the world.

 The obsession that was deeply rooted in thousands of years ago is resurrecting and is leading this encounter to happen.

 There will be a follow-up episode tomorrow and then it will be gone