"High priest, the envoy of God has just proved himself, but you are still unwilling to let go. You still want to use the blood test method, making such a mess and making unreasonable trouble. I should have punished you heavily. Thinking that you are dedicated to your duty and are exempt from punishment, you should step down."

"The palace master must test his blood today, otherwise I would rather die here. Watching a blasphemer who pretends to be a messenger of God, I am living a life worse than death, and beg the palace master to fulfill his wish."

"You..., forgot, I follow you!"

The palace master said in a fake manner, and he had already become suspicious, but at the same time he could not confirm. So he threw all the blame for offending Yu Xiaotian, the messenger, to the high priest, and he himself was forced to agree.

He sighed in disguise, and the palace master turned around and looked at Yu Xiaotian with great respect:

"Dear God Messenger, the High Priest was unreasonable, but he was loyal to the gods after all. In my opinion, let's show your sacred bloodline according to his requirements so that the High Priest can completely convince him."

"Is that so? What an oracle temple. I have just arrived here for a while, and you are just thinking about letting my blood out. If this matter is passed back, where will I put my face? I was so annoyed that I was here to play. I didn't expect that you would be bleeding first when I arrived. I really bullied people too much. Wouldn't I really be angry when I was here?"

"That's right, the blood of the God's messenger is also tested as soon as you say. Why don't you put some of your own blood on it?"

The saint next to him also spoke, and seeing that everyone was shocked by Yu Xiaotian's words, she felt a little more at ease. I hope these people could be really scared and no longer mention blood tests.

Everyone in the hall was silent. The Yu Shen Temple was a level force on the Divine Seal Great Six, and it was also one of the three major forces. On the Great Six, they were going to get wind and rain, but in front of the gods, they were actually a group of slaves.

The people in the Oracle Temple are essentially slaves of the gods who are doing things on earth. The palace master Cisein is just the head of the slave, and after all, they are still slaves. When these people in the hall are angry at the moment, they dare not talk too much. Even Cisein regrets this.

The power of divineness is not so easy to emerge. The young man in front of him stands out and has a temperament that is absolutely a genius of the gods. If he offends such a person, he really doesn't want to be a mess.

Cicein had already planned to stop, but before he could speak, the stubborn high priest did it again.

"I am willing to use my life as compensation. If the divine blood is verified as true, the person in front of me is really a messenger. I am willing to apologize for death to protect the face of the divine messenger."

As he said that, the old guy lifted his white robe and thumped down on the ground, looking determined to go to the end even if he wanted to die.

"You...," Cisein was really annoyed now. He regretted promising him to test the blood of the messenger and offend a messenger with unlimited future potential. He would never have a good life in the future. He was just looking for an opportunity to make up for it, but the old guy refused to give in and even forced him to die.

"Hmph, who can't force you to die? If you have the ability, you will die now. Do you have the life to resist the crime of killing the gods? Don't implicate others because of your ignorance. As long as you have this saint here today, you can't do this act of killing the gods!"

Seeing that the situation was about to move in an unfavorable direction, the saint hurriedly stood up again. In fact, she was the person with the most tense relationship in the center of the hall.

While arguing with the high priest, the saint looked at Yu Xiaotian worriedly, wanting him to continue to say a few tough words to scare the other party, completely shocking the people.

But when she saw Yu Xiaotian's appearance, she saw that he had regained a smile on his face. The angry expression just now had disappeared. The saint was immediately furious. She thought to be the little ancestor, do you know the importance of it? Why do you laugh when your life is at stake?

Yu Xiaotian now saw the changes in the palace master. From shirking responsibility just now to seeing himself angry and changing his attitude, Yu Xiaotian realized that the palace master was an absolute sinister and cunning person.

When I first met him, I saw that he looked solemn and kind and noble. I didn't expect that he would have such a disgusting and despicable soul in this sacred skin.

Think about the world is so wonderful. I remember someone said that life is like a varied chocolate bean. If you don’t eat it in your mouth, you will never know what it feels like. It seems that the same is true for people. If you don’t have personal contact, you will never know what kind of person you are pretending to be under your appearance.

He felt ridiculous in his heart, and at the same time he was full of contempt for the palace master. Yu Xiaotian admired the high priest who was against him everywhere. In any case, he was a pure person.

He sighed in his heart, and his face unconsciously showed a smile of indifferent looking at the wind and clouds. In the eyes of the saint, he immediately made the beauty angry, annoyed and worried.

"What's wrong?"

Yu Xiaotian was thinking about it, and suddenly seemed to have some sense of consciousness. When he turned his head and appeared, the saint beside him was glaring at him with an angry face.

He didn't understand why, so he asked subconsciously.

The saint was angry at this moment, mourning his misfortune and filled his chest with anger. Seeing that he was still confused and asked what was wrong, she immediately replied powerlessly.

"Will you die if you laugh less?"

Well, is it wrong to laugh? Yu Xiaotian looked puzzled after hearing this. He subconsciously touched his chin and then asked:

"Don't I smile so well?"

"You are so beautiful, so beautiful that you are going to die. Do you know if you are going to die?"

The saint replied in annoyed voice that only the two of them could hear. Fortunately, everyone next to him was frightened and thought about how to get rid of their relationship with this matter. No one noticed the interaction between them.

Seeing that the situation was stalemate here, on one side, the high priest was forced to die, and on the other side, the god envoy might be angry at any time. The palace master Xisai cursed with grief. Although he finally sat on the seat of the palace master of the temple and tried his best to do his best, he really hoped that someone else would sit on the seat.

But no matter how much fantasy is, it is useless. Things must be solved. But he is at a loss for how to solve it. Could it be that he just watched the high priest commit suicide here? This may not work. The high priest commanded the priest's priest and was of great prestige among the priests. If he really forced him to death here, he would probably be in trouble.

Just as he was thinking and distressing, the messenger of God suddenly said something no one would have thought of.

"It's not impossible to test the blood, but I just don't know if the high priest is ready?"
Chapter completed!