The national costume of the king's glory is a girl

Chapter 729 Is it Brother Jiang! ?
"But lord, that ancient witch clan...wasn't it wiped out by you three years ago?"

Three years ago, he was still with the Lord.

There are a total of 600 people in the ancient Wu tribe.

It should be that there is not a single person left after being wiped out...

How, can we still find the ancient witch clan?

Hearing this, Wen Liu didn't say anything, but gently squeezed his injured finger, which was covered with a layer of white gauze.

Ancient Wu Clan...

Ah.

***
In the following days, Wen Siyue doubled down on training.

She wanted to be on Jiang Ye's account, and she also wanted to be on her own.

After all, Brother Jiang hasn't woken up yet. If people notice the clues, the withdrawal of sponsorship is a small matter, and it is a big deal to make fans collectively worry.

The same goes for Qin Yan and the others. In the past 20 days, everyone has been training hard.

As the team manager of this team, Liang Chen almost shed tears when he saw them working so hard.

If the captain is here...

How nice it would be...

***
In a blink of an eye, 25 days have passed.

Brother Jiang didn't wake up.

The World Championship is imminent.

Over the past 25 days, everything seems to be going smoothly.

No harm, no surprise.

Everyone eats and trains every day, eats after training, and sleeps after training.

Plus run three laps around the base every day to keep in good shape.

So it was the day before the game.

this day.

Qin Yan and the others left early in the morning.

In the base, only Wen Siyue was left.

Originally, the day before the game, everyone would not continue training.

Because it's about relaxing and staying calm.

So, Wen Siyue thought, they all went out.

It suddenly occurred to her that it had been nearly a month since the last time she went to the temple to pray for Brother Jiang's safety.

Tomorrow is the World Championship.

She thought about it, packed up, put on a mask, and went out.

She went to the temple.

That temple is on the top of the mountain.

A total of 870 steps.

There are no cable cars, no sedan chairs or anything like that.

All on foot.

Wen Siyue is here for the second time.

I have long been used to such complicated and complicated steps.

With a pious heart, Wen Siyue climbed to the top in more than three hours.

It is morning and there is no one in the temple yet.

Everywhere is quiet and quiet.

Only occasionally a few pigeons, magpies, and sparrows flew by, chirping, echoing in the foggy and confused atmosphere in the mountains and forests.

Wen Siyue felt that her body, mind and soul were sublimating.

She came before the Bodhisattva.

Hands together.

Looking up at the merciful and compassionate Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva quietly, she slowly opened her mouth.

"I know, you must be able to hear my wishes and appeals."

"Before, I didn't believe in Buddha, and I didn't believe in you, but last time I came to beg you, you fulfilled my wish. At least, I want that person to live, even if he doesn't wake up, he still wants to live..."

"President, he's still alive...that's great."

Wen Siyue said lightly, her whole body relaxed.

The exhaustion of the past few decades seemed to be swept away in front of this god and Buddha.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to the field."

"I don't dare to ask for anything extravagantly... I just hope that you can bless my team and perform normally."

"As for that person... Whether he is here or not, I am the same, and I will protect his things for him."

Wen Siyue finished speaking slowly.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

She repeated it in her heart over and over again.

Suddenly, a cool big palm came up behind him.

Wen Siyue's heartbeat stopped suddenly at that moment——

(End of this chapter)