After knocking on the door twice, the saint's cold voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Ziyun looked back at Xia Hua who was a little nervous, smiled and said, "Actually, the saint woman is very good."

After saying that, he took Xia Hua's little hand and walked in.

The saint sat upright on the chair facing the door. The inside was decorated and changed drastically from the last time she came.

Ziyun smiled slightly and said to the saint: "Ziyun is here to pay homage to the saint."

"Yeah, is there anything?" The saint looked at Ziyun and said coldly.

Ziyun thought for a while and said, "It seems that nothing is wrong. When you come to Noxus, you must come to see the Saint. This is our blessing."

Xia Hua hurriedly knelt down and said respectfully: "Pingnu Xia Hua, pay homage to His Highness the Holy Majesty."

Saint Zhao Xianya looked at the Phoenix woman who was half kneeling on the ground in surprise, thinking that this woman was the person who caused a sensation in the entire Noxus city at that time, and she looked pretty good.

Unexpectedly, he had such power. He smiled slightly and said to Xia Hua: "Pretty, Xia Hua, I heard that you can chant the war song of the language of God?"

Xia Hua stood up and heard the saint's words, hurriedly looked at Ziyun, not knowing how she should answer.

Ziyun smiled at Xia Hua, telling Xia Hua not to be so reserved.

Xia Hua felt a sense of safety sweeping across her body, and all the restraint she had just disappeared.

"Yes, these are all taught by the master to Ping Nu." Xia Hua nodded and said.

"Oh? I didn't expect Ziyun to have such ability. I didn't know that you could sing." The saint looked at Ziyun in surprise and said.

However, looking at the look in the saint's eyes, he was not surprised at all.

Instead, he looked a little teasing.

Ziyun grinned and said, "Hum, I sing the kind of person who runs out of tune and goes to the sky, that is, Xia Hua has good talent."

"Is that so? Without a good master, where can I come from a good disciple?" The saint smiled slightly, pretended to think about it and said to Ziyun: "I haven't heard Lord Ziyun sing, how about you singing."

Ziyun's forehead was confused, but he didn't expect that the saint would have done this.

But I can't sing at all

Wouldn't it be too embarrassing to admit that she could not sing in front of the saint?

"The wind blows and the clouds fly, the clouds fly, the sky and the earth are dark, and the sky and the earth are dark, and it is about to rain." Ziyun shook step by step, smiled, pointed to the roof and said, "It will rain, go home quickly."

The Saint and Xia Hua opened their mouths and looked at Ziyun with a leisurely and contented face.

The look was surprised.

"Master, are you writing poetry again? It's so great." Xia Hua looked at Ziyun excitedly, her eyes flashing with little stars.

"Ahem, what's the use of writing poetry? Hum, just likable poems." The saint snorted.

However, his eyes betrayed the shock in the saint's heart.

There were clouds in later generations. At that time, the "Xia Rain Future Poem" written by Ziyun Human Emperor brought the sudden scene of Xia Rain and the profound freehand painting of the painting reached the peak of poetry.

More importantly, Ziyun Human Emperor is a seven-step poem, which can be regarded as a genius among geniuses. It has conquered Empress Zhao Xianya's heart and made Empress Xia Hua even more admiring the Human Emperor.

Of course this is a later story.

When Ziyun spoke, he used the language of this world, so it would not be the language of God, and it could also be understood by the Saint and Xia Hua.

Seeing the two girls with excited and shocked expressions, Ziyun Chicken was frozen, and the chicken was so cold that it was too cold.

I didn’t expect that the shitty soy sauce poem could make the Saint and Xia Hua so shocked.

I thought to myself that if I had just finished some other poems, wouldn’t it make the saints and the others burst into tears and promised them to me?

"Ahem, it's just a matter of excitement, you don't have to be surprised." Ziyun coughed lightly and said with a calm smile.

"Hmph, but you didn't sing." Saint Zhao Xianya didn't want Ziyun to be proud in front of her, and said with a cold snorting.

"Poetry, songs and essays are originally a family. Those who know how to write poetry do not necessarily have a good voice. Those who have a good voice do not necessarily have the talent for poetry, songs and essays. The saints don't have to be so hard to force each other." Ziyun said lightly.

"Hmph, I'm going to leave tomorrow." The saint snorted and said.

The sound felt a bit sad.

Ziyun was stunned for a moment, thinking that it wasn't the saint who fell in love with me, so she didn't want to leave.

"Leaving so early." Ziyun said lightly.

"Well, I'm going back. The matter here has been handled. You are very safe here. People from the three holy places and four aristocratic families will not come to cause trouble for you blatantly. I can assure you this time." The saint nodded and said.

Ziyun smiled bitterly, knowing that what the Saint said was a fact. Although she was under the protection of the Sun Temple before, the Saint and others did not tell them clearly.

Now that the Saint said this, it shows that her importance to the Temple of the Sun has been improved again.

"Thank you, Saint." Ziyun bowed and said.

"I'm going to hold a temple fair tonight. Since you are here, let's attend together." The saint said.

"Yeah, OK." Ziyun nodded.

Under the current circumstances, Ziyun didn't know what she should say.

Even if I want to comfort the saint, what can I say?

Say let the saint stay?

Isn’t this causing trouble for myself? It would be better to let the saint leave, so that I will not be so worried every day.

But listening to the meaning of the Saint's words is that it was because the Saint came and secretly solved a lot of things, so I got so safe.

Looking back, Ziyun has indeed not been attacked many times in the past few months.

This should be the credit of the Saint.

"Saint, let me make you a soul equipment." Ziyun couldn't help but say it.

"Oh? What soul equipment do you make?" The saint was also surprised, and then asked with a smile.

"God-given necklace." Ziyun said with a smile: "Although it will not improve the attack and defense of His Highness the Saint, it will also have some effects."

The saint thought for a while, looked at the necklace in Xia Hua's neck and said, "Is that true?"

"It's the only one I made for the saint." Ziyun said with a faint smile.

The saint turned red, and he nodded shyly and said, "Okay then."

Ziyun was overjoyed and asked Xia Hua to wait outside.

Ziyun slowly walked to the saint's body, and their breathing became heavier involuntarily.

The atmosphere is a bit ambiguous.

"Gudong." Ziyun couldn't help swallowing. Thinking of Zhao Xianya's crystal clear body that she saw in the bucket, she couldn't help but feel a heat rising from her dantian.

Suddenly Ziyun shuddered all over and a cold sweat flowed down his back.

Looking at the saint's flushing face, Ziyun didn't dare to have any extra thoughts.

If you do the saint yourself, you will be in trouble.

Not to mention what the Pope will do, believers in the world can tear themselves apart.

A saint cannot have feelings or love.

Although the saint looks glorious, they are all pure and innocent characters.

If it is broken, then you cannot be a saint.

Even the death of Lingchi was to be executed.

Zhao Xianya saw Ziyun's originally hot gaze slowly becoming clear, with the gentle care and pity in the clearness.

Zhao Xianya slowly calmed down and felt a little frightened.

Every time I was with Ziyun, Zhao Xianya felt like she had become a different person.

My thoughts are not the same as before.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Xianya said lightly: "Let's start."

Ziyun nodded and said, "Okay, let's start now."

Ziyun explored his spiritual power into Zhao Xianya's spiritual sea and gathered some of Zhao Xianya's souls.

As soon as he entered Zhao Xianya's spiritual sea, Ziyun suddenly felt the fragments of the Eastern Wilderness Sutra in his spiritual sea tremble.

A feeling of emotion rushed into Ziyun's heart.

Let Ziyun relax and forget all her worries and sorrows.

The soul-engraved knife in his hand showed that he forgot everything and only engraved a god-given necklace for the saint Zhao Xianya.

There are no extra moves, and one knife is extremely accurate.

I saw a green ball of light wrapping the two of them up.

The beautiful pictures make people feel like they are together with the fairy and the gods.
To be continued...