Chapter 478

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

The eyes of the high priest were black.

"I've been walking around the Karnak temple for many years, but I haven't seen these things." With his usual calm and unhurried voice, he narrated, "the temple has a history of more than 700 years, and it is not surprising that the former priests have left some traces."

"Oh? So it is. " Lin Lang made a sudden realization of the appearance, eyebrows curved, "I should also be a high priest, is a sense of belonging."

"You're kidding." The high priest looked down and said, "I have served Amun all my life. How can I love living people?"

Lin Lang did not comment on the "living man" in his mouth. "Since I misunderstood the high priest, then there is no need for this thing to exist. It is not only ordinary, but also incongruous with the temple. What should I do if I get angry with the God

She shook the key.

It is covered with copper green, looks ancient and fragile, just a pinch of her, it can be broken into powder like.

"Pa --"

grunt sounds.

Blood ran down the wrist.

The originally bound high priest did not know when to break free from the chains of his hands and feet. With a wide range of wrists in his palm, he turned the man over and pressed him against the wall.

He also had a dagger in his chest, which was used by Lin Lang to guard against his sneak attack, which was just in use.

The high priest is not satisfied with the wound, his eyes are fixed on the dazzling hands, "release."

Lin Lang held the key tightly and sneered at him.

"The high priest said, it has nothing to do with you. What's the tension? Well -- "

the princess's smooth forehead exuded cold sweat, and she snorted.

"Click!"

The high priest dislocated Lin Lang's arm and snatched the key from her loose palm.

Then, Lin Lang's throat ached.

The man's palm is agile, pinch her neck, easy, like sniping a weak deer.

From the indifferent eyes of the high priest, Lin Lang saw the danger of uprooting.

But she did not do anything. She confronted him with the same cold face. There was a trace of irony in the corner of her lips, which was extremely dazzling, "your kind God Do you know you're killing? "

The high priest made a move.

"Bang!"

The young princess was grabbed by him and flung her head against the wall. Her hair ornament fell and fell to her ears.

She hit her forehead and the blood wound down like a twisted red snake.

"Hula --"

the high priest did not bandage the wound, but put away the key at the first time.

Then he walked to the iron gate and pulled his hands to remove the winding chain easily.

His mission in Egypt failed, and naturally he did not hesitate to move.

The high priest stepped out of prison.

To my surprise, there was no guard outside the corridor.

Who else can command these jailers?

He couldn't help looking back at the people behind him.

Did she hope that she would abandon herself again and again?

In the dark dungeon, her black hair bent and spread, weak and helpless around her arms. She lost her former nobility and elegance, and a ferocious bloodstain broke on her forehead, quickly turning her beautiful white face into a bloodstain. The high priest could clearly see her shaking body because of the pain.

Lin Lang saw that he looked over and opened his mouth. His throat made a hoarse and vague sound.

The situation made her look humble and humiliating.

She realized this too. She didn't speak any more and bit her lips until she bled.

As soon as the high priest turned around, what she saw was that she closed her eyes in despair, as if she were tired and bored with all this.

She was tired.

She didn't love him at last.

The high priest ignored the strange things in his heart and went away.

The prison was not ventilated, but he seemed to hear the subtle wind, with a sense of despair.

"The high priest I curse you... "

"Forever Forever Lose what you love

"Ha ha Ha ha ha

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

There was a feeling of separation.

Soon, with the help of his familiarity with the terrain, the high priest got into the ranks of the bodyguards and got away from Thebes.

Xue Qiqi was also brought out by him.

After a long walk, the high priest threw the man into a desert.

He had calculated that the Hittite prince liked to go hunting, and often went to hostile countries to be an innocent passer-by, and this road was the place he had to pass. With Xue Qiqi's heroine aura, she will be picked up by the prince. If the progress goes well, Xue Qiqi will become the princess. She is forced to flee like a homeless dog by Egypt, and her heart has been filled with anger.The high priest smiles, and she will be happy to blow the pillow wind into the prince of Hittite's ear.

As for himself

"Princess! Princess, there is a dead man here

"How many times have you said that? Call me miss outside!"

"I'm sorry, Princess! Oh, he seems to be breathing! Come and have a look, miss

"Anyway, it's just one breath. What's good for you? Let's go. It's getting dark. Do you want to starve me to death?"

The maid replied timidly and could not help turning back several times when she left.

"Miss, are you really not going to save him? This man is very nice... "

In disbelief, the princess approached with her skirt.

Half of the man's body is buried in the yellow sand. His shoulders are wide, but his waist is very narrow and beautiful. The dying traveler had silky black hair, which was scattered on his neck, and his chest was covered with blood. At this time, the desert was in the evening, and the dark red light covered Jinqiu, which also plated his excessively pale skin with beautiful and desolate colors.

Like the fall of God.

The princess blushed and bit her lips, and eventually brought her back to her country.

Ten years later, the northern Hittite Empire became a fearless behemoth of the tribes. It recovered from the war and quickly devoured the surrounding small countries and ethnic groups. It is said that they have a princess of prophecy who is favored by God. As long as the army gets her blessing, she can get a good report every time she goes out to battle, thus winning the glory.

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 infuriated the people, the tribes sent letters for help to Thebes city one after another.

A month later, the Egyptian army was assembled, and the old Pharaon's ambition did not change, all the way to Hetian.

While the Egyptian army was pressing on the border, the Hittite Empire showed a calm, even contemptuous attitude.

Their pride has been nurtured by years of unremitting efforts.

However, before the war, they still obediently went to the princess and asked for her blessing.

Princess Hittite is thirty-one years old and the only princess in the royal family who has not been married.

Because of her special status, others naturally dare not criticize her. The princess is calm on the surface, saying that she wants to serve God. In fact, she is eager to get married and enjoy the normal love between men and women. However --

"it's windy today, so the princess should wear more clothes." This is a man who doesn't understand amorous feelings.

The princess of Hittite looked at the high priest sadly.

He was not old, even younger than the first time he met, like a handsome young man in his early twenties.

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

When the high priest knew what she wanted, Wen Sheng comforted her, "this is the last battle. As long as we win the Egyptian army and let them lose their vitality, no one can stop the unification of Hittite. Princess, it's not the time to be spirited. I promise you, when this battle is won, we will hold the wedding ceremony in the place you like, OK

Princess Hittite said with a smile, "that's what you said

The high priest saw people happy to go, palm on the heart, gentle low murmur way, "don't worry, soon will arrive."

He commanded the army by the hand of Princess Hittite.

To the high priest's surprise, Egypt was not only the Pharaoh, but also the princess.

So Is Ramses in Egypt?

How could he rest assured that she was on such a dangerous battlefield?

The high priest was smoothing his thoughts and elaborating the situation of the war.

He found that he couldn't belittle Lin Lang.

In just 11 days, she bit off the right-wing forces of the Hittite army with the strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain.

Unfortunately, that's all.

Because he was able to mobilize several times as many troops as the Egyptian army.

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

The high priest captured the Egyptian Pharaoh and his ministers alive.

Lin Lang was leaked on the way, and was also taken back to the tent by the high priest.

The high priest didn't do much to her, but she could shoot a knife with the eyes of Princess Hittite when she looked at her. No woman would like to see another woman beside her lover. Moreover, this female prisoner is the most beautiful princess in Egypt. She has beautiful black hair and clear eyes. Because she is tied by ropes, she has many red marks on her body, which has a kind of wild and desperate beauty.

She is undoubtedly very popular, as can be seen from the way the soldiers feed her to eat. They are careful, for fear that the food is hot and the rice is cold.

Sheng Sheng plays the role of a prisoner as a hostess.

Princess Hittite sounded the alarm in her mind.

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

"I'm short of a maid. I think she's just right. Will you give me a hand?"

The high priest was silent. "The princess is at will."

Then he left the tent in a hurry.Tonight is a rare full moon night, the high priest put on a beautiful, holy priestly dress, and came to the land of bones. If you look at it, you can see a cold corpse in the moonlight. Vultures pecking at the viscera can be seen everywhere, and the strong smell of smell is coming.

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

The wind rustled in the wilderness.

The high priest closed his eyes.

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

Indifferent and heartless.

"The gods listen."

There was a milky mist all around.

All the gods in this space and time were awakened, and the fog condensed into their bodies, showing a faint outline.

"What can I do for you, father?"

The supreme god of Egypt, wearing a sun plate, walked steadily, stroking his chest toward the God, and his posture was submissive.

"I am looking for a reincarnation."

The gods looked at each other.

"She is my love."

The face of the high priest showed a trace of loneliness, "I have traveled 17 times, here is my last hope."

"Father, we are ready to help you."

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

Across all samsara.

Come back, you whom God loves.

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

The light in his heart, out.

When history was once again annihilated in the stars and dust, the key to reincarnation 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, over the bones, over the brambles, and without hesitation rushed to a silent, dark tent.

Trembling, the high priest lifted the curtain.

He had a convulsive male body beside his legs, blood splashing from his chest. Kneeling next to a woman, waist clothes were faded to the legs, only a thin bra. It seems that the arrival of people, the woman slightly raised her head, eyebrow tail splashed with a drop of blood, strange, but particularly gorgeous.

The key of reincarnation did not enter her forehead, slowly emerged a black single wing mark.

It's his favorite fallen angel.

"Li, no I, Elizabeth. "

In the time and space before the A.D., he awkwardly called the long lost name, and wept so much that he could not hold himself.

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

You don't know me anymore.