Chapter 554 The High Priest

As soon as the man appeared, Feng Yang recognized it as Gong Liangjiu.

Feng Yang couldn't help frowning, why does he feel that today's Gong Liang Jiu is different from usual.

On weekdays, Gong Liangjiu always looks gentle and refined, but today he looks a little mysterious.

Under the gaze of everyone, Gong Liangjiu walked to the high platform behind the fire, and then stopped.

Then he said, "Welcome, High Priest."

Following his words, everyone's eyes turned to that intersection in unison.

Fengyang couldn't help but feel a little excited.

When you see that slender body, wearing a dark red robe, with the unique decorations of the Wuma tribe, on the robe, there are strange and complicated totems, and on the sides of the beautiful and elegant face, there are even strange pictures. The rune looks flirtatious without losing its dignity.

The person who came was Meng Qingge.

Feng Yang looked a little dumbfounded. If he hadn't stayed by Meng Qingge's side every day, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was his master!
She is thin.

The kind that finally lost weight.

There is no such charm as Yueniang, no coquettishness as the head of Fenghua No. [-] Pavilion, no beauty like Liu Ruyan, Liu Guifei, and her beauty is so introverted from the inside out. , at first glance, it gives people a feeling of heartbeat, but they don't think how beautiful and good-looking this person is.

However, when the smile blooms, the eyebrows and eyes of the smile are curved, and the shallow dimples hang on both sides. If you tilt your head to one side, it will be a bit playful; Beautiful and elegant.

At a glance, there is a feeling: Oh, you are here, I finally found you.

The bright red robe didn't look tacky on her, but it still couldn't stop the playfulness in her smile.

Meng Qingge walked step by step, Gong Liangjiu looked at her with a smile, stretched out his hand slightly, and brought her to the high platform.

Everyone's eyes are straight.

Feng Yang pouted unhappily, but after thinking about it, it's good, the young master is better than the emperor!
At least the son will not make the master sad, and he will follow the master in everything!

If Meng Qingge knew what Feng Yang was thinking, he would probably slap him to death!
nonsense...

Standing on the high platform, Meng Qingge could see clearly against the firelight. The totem on her clothes seemed to be burning in the flames.

Even though she didn't say anything, she just looked at the people below lightly.

but……

The people around started to cry softly, Fengyang didn't understand, what were they crying for, what was there to cry for, isn't this a festive day?

"May the High Priest lead the tribe to revive the former glory of the Wuma."

Someone shouted loudly from below, and Meng Qingge's eyes moved a little.

"It's been 23 years, a full 23 years. The entire tribe of Wuma has been hiding here, and since then they have been hidden from the world. The evil people in Fengqiu have seized the body of our high priest in Wuma, preventing the dead from being buried in the ground. I hate Nah, hate it!"

The old man burst into tears.

Young people's eyes are full of fighting spirit.

"Our ancestral land, I beg the high priest to take us back to our ancestral land... take us back in a fair and honest way."

Others said.

When it came to the ancestral land, everyone was even more sad.

Since they left their ancestral land, they never went back.

Now... they really want to go back to their ancestral land.

That's their real home...

Gong Liangjiu looked at Meng Qingge and thought of the person who used to stand beside her in the past. That woman had bright eyebrows and a heroic spirit. She was different from Meng Qingge, but still the same.

(End of this chapter)

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