The whole city of Noxus was in full bloom. It turned out that Xia Hua sang songs from the language of God, and they could not understand the meaning of it.

More specifically, Xia Hua's songs actually have their own attributes, that is, holiness.

Now the saint's sacred attributes have made the saint transcend the world. In addition, the songs sung by the saint this time are the real world language.

Everyone can understand it, which makes it easier for people to be moved by the saint's songs until they are crazy worshipped in the end.

The saint looked at the crazy people below the stage. After a song, the saint smiled slightly and nodded to the people below, saying in the voice of the yellow oriole: "May the brilliance of the sun god shine on you forever."

"Long live the saint, I wonder if I can let me get a kiss from the saint on behalf of all the divine servants." At this time, a handsome young man, who was slender and dressed in gorgeous clothes, jumped to the stage, half-kneeled on the ground, and said in an excited tone.

However, the movements were very gentlemanly, making people unable to see any discomfort.

"Who is this kid?" Ziyun frowned and asked at someone beside him.

"I don't know either." The man said with a smile.

It seems that these people did not have any angry expressions about what the young man did, but were very excited.

It was as if they were standing on the stage at this time, receiving the kiss from the saint.

Ziyun curled her lips, she was so stupid, the saint hasn't moved yet, you dare to move.

Seeing the saint's expression changed a few times, although I felt a little angry at this sudden young man, so many people are now looking at themselves with excited eyes.

It seems that they all regard this young man as themselves.

Want to get your own pleasure from young people.

Frowning, the saint looked down at the audience with some difficulty, looking for the figure of the bad guy.

But what made the Saint feel disappointed was that the person with a stomach full of bad water was now gone.

"Where did he go at this time?" The saint couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

Archbishop Chrys saw the saint's expression change in the audience and was secretly worried.

Now that the Saint's song has been completed, everyone is in an excited state. If the Saint does it right, it will be able to increase the Saint's prestige more. If it does it wrong, it will be troublesome.

It is not only against people's hearts, but more importantly, because of the excitement just now, this unwillingness will be even stronger.

A bigger counterattack.

"What did that kid do? What is he doing now?" Chrys also glanced at the crowd, but did not see Ziyun.

Now the saint kisses it, it’s not right if they don’t kiss it. It’s really embarrassing.

Just when the Saint wanted to kick the man who was kneeling to the depths of her.

A figure fell from the sky and sat on the handsome man.

"The saint is here, your singing is like the sound of nature. I, I, accidentally, fell from the tree." The figure said with a look of embarrassment.

There was a burst of laughter from below, as if he had seen a clown.

A complacent smile arose in everyone's heart.

"Get out." The handsome man who was sitting below roared, crawled out, and yelled at the man.

"Rareless, you dare to make such stinky words in front of the saint. Are you insulting the saint? Are you insulting the fans of us saints?" Ziyun immediately jumped up and shouted at the young man.

"What are fans?"

"Maybe it means the saint supporter."

"But this fan is still quite fun."

"Yeah, I feel that way, too."

"You dare to sit on my head." The man shouted: "Do you know who I am? Do you know who I am?"

Ziyun sneered, Ziyun still looked down on such people who brought out their own son if they had something to do.

In Ziyun's eyes, this kind of person is no different from garbage. Whether Ziyun can call him a person or not is different.

"All the servants of the gods, the fans of the saints, this person is here, on this stage, next to the saints we respect and worship, dares to be so arrogant, and dare to get the kiss blessings of the saint without washing their faces. This is simply insulting the Sun God and insulting our saints." Ziyun spitted and pointed at the man and said.

"I am the eldest son of the governor of the provincial capital, Morey. Who dares to touch me? I am also a master of the Five Elements Realm. I think who dares to touch me?" Morey roared and pointed at the people below the stage.

Those who were originally a little ready to move by Ziyun immediately became quiet.

The eldest son of the consul of the provincial capital is not something that these poor people can do.

Ziyun didn't expect that this kid was the son of the consul of the provincial capital. Seeing that the people in the audience were not talking, he knew that he could not deal with Morey now.

"This is the Saint's Festival, please go down." Ziyun said lightly.

Morey looked at the saint's cold expression, said intimidatingly, and half-kneeled respectfully to the saint and said, "Saint is here, I was too reckless just now."

"It's all because the saint's singing is so shocking." Morey said with emotion.

Ziyun curled her lips, thinking that the consul's son's ability to adapt to changes was really thick-skinned.

Thicker than yours.

"Your Excellency Morey doesn't have to blame yourself, the light of the Sun God will always shine on you." The Saint said in a magnetic voice.

Morey stepped back respectfully, turned around and looked at Ziyun with a sneer, and turned around and left.

Amid the respectful voices of everyone, the saint left the platform, and of course Ziyun also walked down.

"As the eldest son of a consul of a province, Morey is extremely powerful, so you have to be careful." The saint said lightly.

"I won't take it to heart, as long as that kid doesn't eat the saint's tofu." Ziyun said with a sneer.

After saying that, Ziyun felt that what she said was wrong: "Only I can eat the tofu of the Saint myself."

"Well, no one can eat the tofu of the Saint." Ziyun quickly changed his words.

Cold sweat came out from the forehead.

Ziyun said these words to admit that he had eaten the saint tofu at that time.

Alas, have I been surrounded by the saint's singing?

Sin, sin.

The saint's face turned red. Although she was a little annoyed by Ziyun's mouth Huahua's words, she still felt sweet in her heart.

"I'm leaving tomorrow." The saint said lightly.
Chapter completed!