Chapter 1733

"My Lord, it's Mr. Sikong who's back!" Cheers of joy rang out on the broken city wall. The city gate opened and several middle-aged men in shabby clothes came up.

"Brother Yan, brother Qi." Sikong Qinglan jumps out of the carriage and shouts to the first two people.

Seeing this, mu Hanyan got out of the carriage.

"Sir Sikong, who is this?" See mu Hanyan, a few men are slightly a Zheng.

"This is Mr. mu Hanyan. These two are my friends. Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming are all the people of Huayu city." Sikong Qinglan said. Huayu city is obviously a shabby town in front of us.

"I've seen Mr. wood!" The two men immediately saluted.

"Brother Yan, brother Qi, don't be polite." Mu Hanyan said.

At this time, she realized that they were in their thirties at most, but their faces were frosty and worn-out. They looked much older than their real age.

"Don't be polite, sir. We are actually the followers of Mr. Sikong." See mu Hanyan salute, two people flattered, quickly let.

Just like the followers of the holy land, some of the followers of the Temple priests admire the strength of the priests and follow them. Some of them are only guards or servants, such as Hua Yuerong and Hua Yuerong. They are probably the latter when they are flattered. However, in the holy land, mu Hanyan never regarded Hua Yuerong as a servant, but as a friend Even relatives, naturally, would not despise Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming, and they still politely finished the ceremony.

Seeing mu Hanyan's indifferent smile and kindness without any affectation, Yan Qi and his wife were immediately in favor.

"Sir, the left and right priests have been waiting for a long time." Yan Qingshan said to Sikong Qinglan.

"Oh." Sikong Qinglan should say, showing the color of embarrassment, but soon picked up the spirit, said, "let's go, don't let them wait for a long time."

Led by Yan Qingshan and Qi Ming, mu Hanyan walks into Huayu city.

If we had seen the decline of Huayu city from a distance, and her heart was only half cold, then after entering the city, her heart was all cold.

With dilapidated city buildings, dilapidated houses and cold streets, this Huayu city is even more desolate than many ancient relics. After all, the ancient ruins still have the protection of forbidding the border. As soon as mu Hanyan entered the city, he found that the power of the border was pitifully weak. The cold wind was almost the same as that in the wilderness.

Until gradually approaching the temple, the power of the border gradually became stronger, and the wind on the face finally felt less harsh. Obviously, the Huayu Temple abandoned by the God has been unable to support the border of Huayu City, and it can only be maintained near the temple.

At this time, it was evening, and smoke curled up in rows of houses near the temple. It seemed that it was the people who stayed in Huayu City, at most dozens of families.

Hearing the sound of the carriage coming, many people opened the door curiously and looked around.

See these common people, bathe the heart of cold smoke more cool. One by one, the clothes are old and the faces are colorful. It seems that life is worse than that of the Mu family. It's just better than those refugees who live in no fixed place.

No wonder Ye Yi'an hesitated about Sikong Qinggang's invitation earlier. He didn't even mention it to her before. It's hard to live in Huayu temple.

Huayu city is not big. Soon, the party came to Huayu temple in the center of the city.

Two women in sacrificial robes also meet Sikong Qinglan.

"Lord Sikong has come back. It's been a hard journey." A woman said with reserve.

This woman is about twenty-one or two years old. She has a beautiful appearance. Although her sacrificial robes are a little old, she is clean and tidy, which gives people a sense of coolness. Of course, she has some pride of being a priest.

"Thank you, Mr. an. This is my duty." Sikong Qinglan said politely.

"Elder martial brother Qinglan, you went to Tianfeng city this time. Those old guys didn't make trouble for you, did they?" Another woman asked, blinking her big black eyes.

It seems that she is a little younger than another woman, but with a baby face and two dimples when she smiles, she looks lively.

"All right." Sikong Qinglan said vaguely.

"Fengcheng temple has agreed to our request?" The priest's eyes of baby face are bright, and he asks happily, but he doesn't see the helplessness in Sikong Qinglan's eyes.

The young people in the priest's robes around also look forward to Sikong Qinglan, and the common people also look at him.

"I'll tell you more about Fengcheng Temple later. I'll introduce you first. This is Lord mu hanyanmu, the left priest of Huayu temple, Lord anxiaxin, and the right priest, Lord Shen Yuhe." Sikong Qinglan is ashamed in her heart. She doesn't say much in front of so many people. First, she introduces each other's identities to them.

"I have seen Lord an, Lord Shen." Mu Hanyan said with a salute.

The left and right priests are all 20-year-old girls, and most of the young priests around are women. Mu Hanyan knows why Sikong Qinglan is always so shy."Mr. Mu is very polite. I didn't expect you to come here in person. Our Huayu temple is really magnificent." Anxiaxin's cold face finally had a smile. Although it was squeezed out, it still looked more friendly.

But Wait a minute. What do you mean to come here in person? How can you shine? Did she misunderstand something.

"Mr. mu, Fengcheng temple is thousands of miles away from Huayu temple. It's hard on the road. Come in and sit down." The smile on Shen Yuhe's doll's face was kind. He said as he pulled mu Hanyan to walk in.

After hearing Shen Yuhe's words, mu Hanyan immediately responds that they regard themselves as the temple of Fengcheng. No wonder Sikong Qinglan goes to Tianfeng city to ask for help, and comes back with him. He didn't make it clear just now, but he is very polite to himself. It's strange that the two priests don't misunderstand.

"You misunderstand me. I'm not the priest of Fengcheng temple." Mu Hanyan quickly explained.

"What?" Anxiaxin and Shen Yuhe were stunned at the same time, then they looked at Sikong Qinglan.

"Fengcheng Temple refused our request. The request was the same as that of other temples. This wooden Lord came to our Huayu temple to participate in the priesthood examination." Sikong Qinglan helplessly looked at the crowd and said.

Hearing what he said, everyone was disappointed. No, not only disappointed, but even desperate.

Mu Hanyan certainly knows that this despair is not because she came to Huayu temple to participate in the assessment, but because Fengcheng Temple refused. Although she doesn't know what Sikong Qinglan asked for Fengcheng temple, she only looks at the dilapidated scene of Huayu city. She also knows that without the support of other temples, the temple will not last long.

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