The woman in green appeared.

She looked at the voice of the ex-high priest who had a dusk breath, and was neither sad nor happy: [Yin, your life span is almost over...]

The hair of Yin was frost and snowy, and her face was no longer young.

She said: [This is the fate of heaven.]

The woman in green moved her heart and couldn't help but think that many years ago, the life span of the high priest was basically twice as loud as the sound. As generations changed, the talent of the high priest candidates became stronger and their cultivation level became more advanced, but their life span was shorter...

Not only high priests, but also ordinary tribe members.

The woman in green knew the root of the root, but she could not stop all this, and could not even give the believers an explanation. It was not that they believed in devoutly, nor that they were not practicing enough, but that the destiny of heaven was no longer. The destiny of heaven would not always be in anyone.

Chen Tang was curiously looking at the ceremony and found that the aura of these people participating in the meeting was a bit strange, far less pure than that of the high priest Yin and the young man, and he was vaguely resentful. Occasionally, someone looked up and his eyes were intertwined, which made Chen Tang feel inexplicably frightened.

The women in green seemed to have not noticed it.

The young man took over as the high priest, and he moved out of the temple. He lived in the clan on weekdays and only appeared when praying and activities within the clan. Every time he appeared, his expression became more serious, and the content of the prayer became lengthy. The response frequency of the woman in green could be seen to be reduced by the naked eye. Intuition told Chen Tang that something was going to happen, but when this dream should be detailed, it was fast forward.

She saw giant trees in the temple bloom overnight.

Many years have passed since the handover ceremony. The woman in Qingyi and the young man stood under the tree one after another, and the content of the conversation became blurred. Chen Tang only saw that they were getting closer, and the young man said something firmly. The woman in Qingyi nodded after thinking for a long time.

The picture turns again.

The temple was so pure that only one young man was left.

I don't know if it's her illusion-

She always felt that after the huge tree in the temple blossomed, her anger gradually disappeared. First, the figure of a woman in green never appeared again, and then the frequency of ordinary people entering and leaving the temple increased. In the past, the temple was secluded and there was no special time. Basically, only the high priest would come, and ordinary people would only appear in celebrations. Every time these people prayed for the end, their expressions were lost in the naked eye...

Chen Tang remembered that all of this tribe were young, and only when his life was over would show traces of old age. Even if there were not many traces. However, after the woman in blue disappeared, there were more and more elderly people in this tribe, and even many patients were suffering from diseases...

Until someone died in front of the temple statue.

Chen Tang saw this clan’s funeral for the first time.

She quietly watched the young man attending the cremation funeral, and a familiar sigh seemed to appear in her ears. Suddenly, something floated by. Chen Tang subconsciously raised his hand to catch it, and it turned out to be a yellow leaf. She suddenly looked up and saw that it was withered and yellow.

She murmured: [Is the tree going to die?]

【It was faith that was shaken…】

Chen Tang turned his head and looked at the young man standing behind him at some time. Except for the shiny cinnabar mark between his eyebrows, the rest of the young man looked exactly the same as Jimoqiu. No, it was still different. There was always a strong sorrow that could not be dissolved between the young man's eyebrows.

【Belief?】

The young man said: [When Your Highness no longer responds to believers, believers with instability will feel resentful... The shortening of life and the spread of diseases are the norm of life, but it is unacceptable for beings who enjoy a favor for thousands of years.]

Being arrogant with favor, the desires are unsatisfactory.

You should let go from the beginning, and the creatures will find their way out.

[Your Highness is not sexually ruthless, she is more affectionate than she is.]

【How about this?】

The young man said: [How to do it? Break it.]

The dream has come to an end.

Countless fires ignited, and only wreckage remained in the temple in the blink of an eye.

The fires surged into the sky, and the air was filled with shouts of killing.

The young man waved his wooden stick, looked up at the familiar figure among the enemy, and said: [In front of the temple, disturb the person, kill!]

|ω`)

Sister Tang survived the tribulation three times.

The first time was the fall of the big zodiac, which means that this tribulation in this chapter was actually a love zodiac. At first, they thought Fujimu was heartless and ruthless, so the high priest tried hard to establish a relationship with each other and become the most indispensable waiter for the gods. But later they found that it was not possible, so they changed their strategy. The mentality of the big zodiac and this tribe was mentioned before, as Jimo Qiu mentioned, that it was too cute to keep, not to mention that both sides had the grace of irrigation. Tang Mei was a human being during this period, raising a "pet" to relieve boredom.

As a result, I was too over-raising and too indulgent.

The second time was when the world was destroyed thousands of years ago, and Tang Mei’s love disaster had just begun...

The third time, I learned from the mistakes and someone helped me to get the back door to start a killing disaster.
Chapter completed!