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"I don't know what you are talking about."

The high priest's eyes were dark.

"Although I have been walking in the Karnak Temple for many years, I have not seen these things." His voice, with his usual calmness, relentlessly stated, "The temple has a history of more than 700 years. It ’s not surprising that the former priest once left some traces. "

"Oh? That's what it is." Lin Lang made a sudden enlightenment, her eyebrows curved. "I still belong to the high priest."

"You're kidding." The high priest lowered his eyes. "How can I love living people when I serve God Amun all my life?"

Lin Lang was uncomfortable with the "living man" in his mouth, "Since I misunderstood the high priest, then this thing is not necessary to exist. It is ordinary and unremarkable, and it is really incompatible with the temple. What can I do if I pull God? "

She shook the key.

It is covered with patina, and looks ancient and fragile. With only a slight pinch, it can be broken into powder.

"Snapped--"

A mumble sounded.

Blood ran down the wrist.

The high priest, who had been tied up, didn't know when to break free of the chains of his hands and feet. He pinched Lin Lang's wrists in his palms, and turned the man against the wall.

He also had a dagger in his chest, which Lin Lang used to guard against his sneak attack, which came in handy.

The high priest disagreed with the wound, his eyes fixed on Lin Lang's hand, "release."

Lin Lang clutched the key tightly and looked at him with a sneer.

"The high priest didn't say that, it has nothing to do with you, what's the tension? Um--"

The cold sweat on the forehead's smooth forehead snorted.

"Click!"

The high priest dislocated Lin Lang's arm, and then easily grabbed the key from her loose hand.

Subsequently, Lin Lang's throat hurt.

The man's palm squeezed her neck neatly, easily, like killing a weak deer.

From the cold eyes of the high priest, Lin Lang saw the danger of chopping grass and roots.

But she didn't do anything. She confronted him with the same cold face, and there was a hint of irony in her lips, extremely dazzling, "Your benevolent God ... know you are killing?"

The high priest made a move.

"Boom!"

The young princess was slammed against the wall by his neck, and the hair accessory fell off his head, crooked to his ear.

She knocked to the forehead, and the blood fell like a twisted red snake.

"Wow la ---"

The high priest did not bandage the wound, but collected the keys in the first place.

Then he walked to the iron gate, and with both hands, he easily removed the twisted chain.

His mission in Egypt failed and he naturally moved without hesitation.

The high priest stepped out of the prison.

Unexpectedly, no one was guarding the aisle.

Who else can command these jailers?

He couldn't help but look back at the person behind him.

Is she still hopeful that she abandoned her again and again?

In the dark dungeon, her waist and black hair were bent and spread out, and her arms were wrapped around her arms weakly and helplessly. She lost the noble elegance of the past, her forehead broke a fierce blood, and quickly dyed the snow-white beautiful face into a blood stain. The high priest could clearly see her trembling body because the pain was unbearable.

Lin Lang saw him coming, opened his mouth, and his throat made a hoarse, vague noise.

This situation made her look humble and humiliating.

She realized this too and didn't speak anymore, bit her lip until she bleeded.

The moment the high priest turned around, Yu Guang inadvertently glanced at her, her eyes closed discouragedly, like she was bored and bored with all this.

She is tired.

She finally did not love him.

The high priest ignored the strangeness at the bottom of his heart, and lifted his feet away.

The prison was not airy, but he seemed to hear the subtle wind, with a desperate breath.

"High priest ... I curse you ..."

"Forever ... forever ... loss of love!"

"Haha ... hahaha !!!"

The high priest quickly left the cell. The strong sunlight outside caught him by surprise and made him dizzy.

There was such a feeling of being like another world.

Soon, with his familiarity with the terrain, the high priest mixed into the body of the guards and successfully escaped from Thebes.

Xue Qiqi was also taken out by him.

After walking for a while, the high priest threw people into a desert.

He had already calculated that this Hittite prince liked to go on a safari, and often ran to an innocent passerby in a hostile country, and this road is where he must pass. With Xue Qiqi's heroine halo, she will be picked up by the prince. If things go well, Xue Qiqi will become a princess. She was forced to flee by Egypt like a bereavement dog, and her heart was already full of fire.

The high priest smiled slightly, and she would happily blow the pillow wind into the ears of Hittite when the time came.

As for himself ...

"Princess! There is a dead man here!"

"How many times have you said it, call me Miss!"

"I'm sorry princess! Hey, he seems to be still breathing! Miss, hurry up and see!"

"Anyway, I have a breath. What good-looking things are, go away, it's getting dark, do you want to starve me?"

The maid responded timidly and couldn't help but turn back several times when she left.

"Miss, don't you really save him? This person is pretty ..."

The princess was suspicious, and she leaned over with her skirt.

Half of the man's body was buried in the yellow sand. His shoulders were wide and his waist was extremely narrow and beautiful. The dying traveler had soft, dark hair, scattered around his neck, and a shocking blood on his chest. At this time, the desert was in the evening, and the dull red light enveloped the golden mound, which also plated his excessively pale skin with beautiful and desolate colors.

Like the fall of God.

The princess bit her lip with blush, and finally brought the man back to her country.

Ten years later, the northern Hittite empire became a monstrous behemoth of the tribes. It awakened from the flames of war and quickly engulfed the surrounding small countries and ethnic groups. It is said that they have a prophetic princess who is beloved by God. As long as the army has her blessing, every time they go out, they will get a good news, and the scenery will be triumphant.

Now the only thing that can compete with Hittite is Egypt, which is far away from it.

Because the Hittite army was too violent and angered the people, the tribes sent letters of distress to Thebes.

A month later, the assembly of the Egyptian army was completed, and the old Pharaoh ’s ambitions remained unchanged, pointing all the way to Hittite.

The Egyptian army was under pressure, but the Hittite empire showed a gesture of unhurried, even contemptuous.

Years of unfavorableness have fed their pride.

But before they went to war, they obediently approached the princess and asked her for her blessing.

Princess Hittite is thirty-one years old and is the only unmarried princess in the entire royal family.

Due to her special status, others naturally dare not blame her. The princess was calm on the surface, saying that she wanted to serve God. In fact, she desperately wanted to marry and enjoy normal love between men and women, but—

"It's windy today, and the princess wears more clothes." This is a man with an incomprehensible style.

Princess Hittite looked at the high priest mournfully.

He is not old, even younger than the first meeting, like a handsome young man in his early twenties.

"I'm tired this time and don't want to go with the army." She lost her temper.

The high priest knew what she wanted, and calmly calmed her, "This is the last battle. As long as you win the Egyptian army and let them be seriously injured, no one can stop the reunification of Hittite. At the time, I promised you that when the battle was won, the wedding would be held, wherever you like, okay? "

Princess Hittie smiled, "This is what you said!"

The high priest saw that he was glad to leave, palms touched his heart, and murmured softly, "Don't worry, it's coming soon."

Through the hands of Princess Hittite, he commanded the army to fight.

To the surprise of the high priest, Egypt not only came from Pharaoh this time, but also brought the princess.

So ... Is Ramses in Egypt?

How could he be assured that she ran to such a dangerous battlefield?

The high priest squeezed his thoughts and carefully deduced the situation.

He found that he really couldn't underestimate Lin Lang.

In just eleven days, she used the scheme to tune the tiger away from the mountain and bit off the right-wing troops of the Hittite army.

Unfortunately, this is the end.

Because he can mobilize many times the strength of the Egyptian army.

In the face of absolute strength, any strategy and luck are useless.

The high priest captured Egyptian pharaohs and ministers alive.

Lin Lang was traced by someone halfway, and was also taken back to the tent by the high priest.

The high priest did nothing to her. Instead, he followed Princess Hittite's eyes and looked at Lin Lang, who could shoot a knife-no woman would want to see another woman beside her lover. Moreover, this female captive is the most beautiful princess in Egypt. Her beautiful hair is beautiful and her eyes are clear. Because of being **** by ropes, there are many red marks on her body, which has a raging and desperate beauty.

She is undoubtedly very popular, and it can be seen from the way the soldiers fed her to eat. They are careful, one by one, for fear that the food will be hot and the food will be cold.

Shengsheng interpreted the role of captive as a mistress.

Princess Hittite sounded the alarm in her mind.

She took a deep breath and pulled the sleeve of the high priest.

"I still don't have a maid. See her just right. Would you please give me a call?"

The high priest was silent, "The princess is free."

He hurriedly left the tent.

Tonight is a rare full moon night, and the high priest changed into a gorgeous, holy priest costume and came to the land of corpses. Looking around, there was a corpse of Sen Leng under the moonlight, and there were vultures pecking viscera everywhere.

He solemnly took out the key and bound it to his hands.

Between the wilderness, the wind rustled.

The high priest closed his eyes.

When it opened again, it was already a pair of silver pupils.

Indifferent and ruthless.

"The gods listen to the oracle."

There was a milky white mist around.

The spirits in this space and time were all awakened, and the mist condensed into their bodies, and they vaguely outlined.

"Father, what did you tell?"

The supreme **** of Egypt wearing a sun plate walked steadily, gestured toward the god, and gestured respectfully.

"I am looking for a reincarnator."

The gods looked at each other.

"She loves me so much."

There was a trace of loneliness in the face of the high priest, "I have traveled 17 times and time, and here is my last hope."

"Father, we are willing to help you."

The gods have solemn faces, sing praises, and rise from the sun to the sunset, from light to darkness, across life and death, and across the sky and the shore.

Cross all reincarnations.

Come back, God loves you.

The high priest's expression was on the verge of despair.

The light in his heart went out.

When history was once again annihilated in stars and dust, the key to rebirth stopped in front of the high priest.

A glimmer of water appeared in the eyes of the high priest.

It swayed in front of it, flicked over the bones, over the thorns, and rushed towards a silent, dark tent.

The high priest shivered and lifted the curtain.

He had a twitching male body around his leg, blood splashing from his chest. There was a woman kneeling next to her, her waistcoat was slumped to her legs, and there was only a thin tube top. Seemingly aware of the arrival, the woman looked up slightly, and a drop of blood was splashed at the end of her eyebrows.

The key to reincarnation fell into her forehead, and a black single-wing mark appeared slowly.

He is his most beloved fallen angel.

"Li, no ... I, Elizabeth."

In the time and space before BC, he awkwardly called this long-lost name and wept to the point that he couldn't hold himself.

I finally found you, after hundreds of millions of years, in this strange country where you and I are enemies.

You don't recognize me anymore.