After dinner, Meng Yi sternly rejected Cen Qiyun's request to study with him.
"I'm going to pray to the Lord."
Meng Yi looked very pious.
Cen Qiyun was suddenly speechless. Even though she knew in her heart that he didn't want to read, this reason made her unable to refute.
Meng Yi ran back to the second bedroom happily, closed and locked the door in one go, and told everyone not to disturb his sweet dreams in the middle of the night!
He casually threw the ribs and shorts tucked around his waist onto the bedside table.
That’s great! Today he got a supernatural weapon worth more than 100,000 yuan. Although he has no working capital now, fixed assets are also assets!
Even though that fat guy was annoying, he was really giving away treasures. He also took the opportunity to show off his zombie transformation and frost skills in front of so many people...
Why didn’t Cen Qiyun have any questions?
Meng Yi stood up as soon as his butt touched the bed. He was careless. Besides, this woman was pretending not to understand?
wrong!
Cen Qiyun was very strange from the moment she met him, and she turned a blind eye to the obvious flaws and problems in him.
How did he obtain his divine power?
Why did he wake up alone during the ritual?
What did the Judge see in him?
And this, the gift of zombie transformation...
Even Cen Qiyun was too "friendly" to him. Why didn't she treat other believers in the same way?
Meng Yi's mouth opened wider and wider.
Is the red fog space secretly influencing Cen Qiyun?
Make the other person ignore their own problems, and... maximize their feelings?
Meng Yi pushed the door open and walked out. Cen Qiyun was sitting on the sofa in the living room, reading a book intently.
Meng Yi turned back and forth...
Cen Qiyun glanced at him lightly and asked casually, "What are you doing? Aren't you praying? So fast?"
"Ah...it's okay!"
Meng Yi reached out and took a cup.
"Would you like some water? It's a bit hot. I'll give you some ice!" He emphasized the word "ice".
"Yes, thank you."
"I was awesome today, wasn't I? The blood and flesh magic combined with the zombie transformation blocked several attacks from him." The zombie transformation emphasized.
"Yeah, that's amazing."
Cen Qiyun didn't even raise her head, concentrating on reading.
Really ignored it?
Meng Yi was secretly shocked. This red fog space was quite domineering.
"You said I now have dual divine powers..."
"What on earth are you doing? Don't bother me. Or I'll give you the book and you can read it!"
Even the power of both gods couldn't make her have any doubts. Meng Yi chuckled and said, "It's okay, you continue."
"baffling!"
Meng Yi returned to the second bedroom and closed and locked the door again.
Huh~
It seems that Cen Qiyun really won't have any suspicions about me, so there will be no need to hide many things in the future.
Meng Yi was lying on the bed in a big shape, and he decided to go to the red fog space to take a look.
【Seize a portion of the eighth-level gift of power. 】
[Optional:
1: Bestow the ninth level of divine grace (1/3 of the remaining portion).
2. Expand believers (can be expanded to 28 people)
What an unexpected surprise! That unlucky fellow with those wandering eyes turned out to be an eighth-level divine being.
I just don't know what special abilities he possesses, as this can only be seen when he is drawn.
The remaining 1/3 of the gift power can be converted from the current eighth level to a full ninth level.
If the quota is sufficient, another ninth-level gift can be given.
Here comes the problem…there is no suitable candidate.
That's not right. Why did he get so many ninth-level ones? He could have kept them and accumulated a few eighth-level ones to let himself... no, let Cen Qiyun level up.
Having made up his mind, Meng Yi waved away the light curtain in front of him, then looked up at the stars that kept twinkling above his head...
Picking up where we left off last night, let’s see what these prayers have in common.
Meng Yi began to examine these "stars" at a glance.
He discovered that these believers used his full name when they prayed. Was this because of this?
Apart from this, there is no other commonality.
Or... design a name for daily prayer, something simple, and preferably one that doesn't involve the stars in the red mist space.
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