Chapter 227 Summation
A buzz of discussion arose.
My ancestors, first of all, ruled out the suggestion of erasing Jiaying.
The Son of God is rare.
Jiaying's lifespan is only a dozen years, and the next container has still not been born.
The candidate for the Holy Son was not chosen randomly in order to perfectly suppress the heart of the Demon God.
First-class qualifications, an ethereal mind, and almost divine qualities are all indispensable.
It is equivalent to intercepting the fate of each generation of great saints to reverse the inevitable fate of world destruction.
In every generation, or even between several generations, only one innate saint is born in a population base of billions.
After a cup of tea, the brightest Buddha fire at the top spoke.
He read the minds of everyone present and adopted a collective decision.
"The Son of God, who was temporarily deceived, guided him back to the right path."
"Woman, erase."
Ye Xiaoman's life was taken away so easily.
She was right. Anyone who dared to sleep with the Son of God would have to pay a huge price.
But she didn't expect the price to come so quickly.
"The Holy Son will need to appear before the public at the grand ceremony in four days. It's not appropriate to disturb him now."
"After the grand ceremony of offering sacrifices to the gods is over, the settlement will be immediately carried out."
After the sound like a huge bell died down, the candles went out and the pagoda returned to peace.
The will of the ancestors, through divine thoughts, issued orders to the senior leaders of Yongning Temple.
The monks received the order and dispersed.
Waiting quietly for the execution date to arrive.
Ye Xiaoman didn't know that because of her poor self-management, she had been put on the assassination list of the second largest force in the Divine Realm.
She accompanied Jiaying, checked in to get today's share of cleansing marrow grass leaves, and quietly left Yongning Temple.
In order to conceal her whereabouts, she did not use the carriage prepared by Jiaying when she left.
She strolled around the streets to feel the festive atmosphere.
Then go to Ye Mansion to try on the wedding dress.
She hired a wooden ox and horse on the roadside.
The wooden ox and horse are masterpieces invented by Master Zhuge, a family of weapon refiners. The ox and horse that pull people are carved from wood and are driven by mechanisms and talismans.
Ye Xiaoman called it the motorcycle taxi of the world of immortal cultivation.
She paid the monk who acted as the driver. There was a gap on the top of the wooden horse's head like a piggy bank. The driver filled it with a formation stone and activated the galloping talisman. The wooden horse's two front legs began to dig the ground and it "came back to life."
She climbed into the carriage behind the horse's butt.
The carriage was narrow, with an old straw mat covering the floor. It was relatively clean and tidy, but there was nothing else and it could only accommodate two people.
She had lived a luxurious life for quite some time, and when she returned to this kind of civilian-level transportation, she actually felt a little uncomfortable.
I feel a little bit dizzy.
Ye Xiaoman leaned against the carriage, sat cross-legged, with her hands in her sleeves and her eyes closed.
After the car had driven for a while, she began to feel something was wrong.
It seemed like someone was staring at her.
She opened her eyes unexpectedly.
Ji Wenyi sat opposite her.
She was caught off guard and startled.
Wasn’t Ji Wenyi under house arrest? How did he escape?
He appears and disappears mysteriously, and no one knows when he came up.
What do you want to do?
Are you too angry to kill her?
Ye Xiaoman remained calm, holding an attack talisman in her palm.
Ji Wenyi's luxurious purple sleeves were spread on the simple straw mat, and among her long hair, the jade beads occasionally flashed with brilliant brilliance as the light and shadow outside the window changed.
The narrow space made it difficult for him to use his long arms and legs, so he sat opposite her with his knees pressed tightly against hers.
"Abao."
He took in her tension and said, "I'm here to apologize to you."
Ye Xiaoman was puzzled: "What?"
Ji Wenyi almost lost everything because of her trick. She guessed that Ji Wenyi hated her no matter what.
Looking at him now, he actually didn't feel any resentment towards her at all.
No, brother, it would be very unsuccessful for me to take revenge on you like this.
Ji Wenyi lowered his noble head and coaxed her in a gentle voice.
"I reflect on my past behavior and find that I treated you in many ways wrongly."
"When we first met, I treated you terribly, and after we got together, I didn't behave in a respectful way towards you."
"I was wrong. I apologize to you. I will change in the future."
Ye Xiaoman remained unmoved, looking at the window pane behind his shoulder without even making eye contact with him.
"I don't accept it, go back."
"Abao, this is not my nature. I was brought up like this."
Are you starting to blame your original family?
"I'm the eldest brother. I lost my mother when I was young, and my father was very unkind to me. I shoulder the responsibility of taking care of Ji Weiming. If I wasn't strong enough, my brother and I wouldn't be alive today."
"My coldness is just a disguise. My flesh and blood are as soft as yours. After you quarreled with me, my heart has been bleeding."
What quarrel? Don't change the subject. I broke up with you.
Ye Xiaoman heard that Ji Wenyi, a strategist who was good at manipulating people's hearts, had changed his strategy towards her.
He figured out that she was soft-hearted and didn't respond to harsh words, so he started to play the victim in front of her.
A patient snake will disguise itself as a cat and become a dog drenched in rain.
Ji Wenyi pleaded for peace: "Let's make peace, okay?"
"Not good." Ye Xiaoman shattered Ji Wenyi's fantasy cleanly and neatly. She stuck to the car wall, moved from in front of him to the diagonal line opposite him, and stayed away from him.
"Abao."
Ji Wenyi refused to give in and crawled on his knees towards her.
"As long as you are willing to forgive me, I can agree to all your requests."
One dares to speak, the other dares to mention.
Ye Xiaoman crossed her arms and said, "Then give me the marrow cleansing grass."
Ji Wenyi smiled thoughtfully. She would leave after getting the benefits, and he would not hand over his cards until she truly became his.
He believed he had her lifeblood in his grasp. "The spiritual herb is a wedding gift. As long as you regret your engagement with Ji Weiming and marry me..."
Ye Xiaoman scolded, "You wish."
The car was cramped, and Ji Wenyi was about to lean on her again. Ye Xiaoman was annoyed by his entanglement, "If you humiliate yourself again, I will humiliate you."
Ji Wenyi stopped for just a moment before trying to pull her away again.
Ye Xiaoman was angered by him.
"Ji Wenyi, kneel down."
Ji Wenyi looked at her and frowned slightly.
She knew he couldn't do it, so she deliberately tried to humiliate him: "You say you can do anything, but you won't even kneel to me."
Ji Wenyi immediately changed his kneeling movement to kneeling on both knees in front of her.
Ye Xiaoman was startled. She stood up from the ground, leaning against the car wall, and like a frightened gecko, she leaned back on the car window with her arms.
She was frightened by Ji Wenyi's infinitely lowered bottom line. If the window wasn't too small, she would have wanted to jump out and escape.
Ji Wenyi knelt on the ground, looking up at her, like a tyrant who would do anything to please a beauty.
Ji Wenyi asked politely:
"My dear."
"I'll kowtow to you three more times, and we'll be back to normal, okay?"
When he moved closer, Ye Xiaoman raised her foot and hit him in the face, pressing her forehead against his. She pushed him back - as the driver requested, she had to take off her shoes before getting on the bus. What a pity.
Ji Wenyi just let his face be stepped on, with a faint look of enjoyment on his face.
This can also make him wet.
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