The hero is fucking the system

Chapter 139 My identity is a bit too much (22)

"My lord, what kind of stone is this glowing? Why is it brighter than firewood?"

"My lord, we don't burn our feet when we walk on this rock, and it's even a little warm. Tell me, is it made of magma?"

"My king, what kind of miracle is this?"

"My lord, this is the scene of the dinner party."

Yade kept talking along the way, but Mogg remained silent.

Everything had already been arranged at the entrance of the side hall, and monks were standing everywhere. Dozens of tables were neatly placed in front of the entrance, full of food.

And the Holy Master was here chatting with another old man who looked about six or seventy years old.

Yade bowed to Mogg, took the gift and followed the monks sent by the temple to the side hall.

"Guest, please go this way." Another young girl walked up to Mogg, pointed out a direction for him, and at the same time wanted to look up at the young emperor in front of her.

Mogg felt the hot gaze, felt a little uncomfortable, and frowned.

Seeing the situation, the girl immediately understood that the nobleman was a little unhappy, she quickly lowered her head, shyly said, "You must be the master of the Dragon Heart Empire, welcome."

Mogg saw this girl, who was young and beautiful. Although she was not very old, she had an unusually beautiful figure.

Her short hair was short enough to reach her shoulders, and her voice was as gentle as a spring breeze.

If described, it is more like a green and sweet fruit.

This was the second woman Mogg saw in the temple. If it wasn't for the fact that she was standing sideways beside Mogg, she was obviously just a servant, and her appearance was really a bit like the one in the legend of the Virgin Mary.

"Your heart is higher than the sky, and your life is thinner than paper. I appreciate your courage in wanting to see my face, but I look down on your hypocritical and obedient bowing of your head." Mogge guessed that this woman must be used to fill the house. Feeling bored, he went straight to the seat of the Holy Master.

The short-haired woman gritted her teeth here.

At the end of a small episode, Mogg had already walked in front of the Holy Lord—the appearance of the Holy Lord Dilo was almost the same age as Mogg, which surprised Mogg and almost didn't recognize him.

If it weren't for the chubby old man next to the young man, wearing gold and silver all over his body, with the face of a rich man who has no place to show off, he would undoubtedly look like Yuan Hua, the leader of the Gold Alliance; and the group of ordinary people behind the young man The dragon didn't see its end, but now the bishops and associate teachers of Dongfeng Church were standing together.

It is really hard to believe that the most popular Holy Master on the entire Scorched Earth Continent actually looks like a young man.

"Welcome to Dongfeng Divine Kingdom, may God bless you."

"Don't be polite, I don't believe in Dongfeng God anymore."

"This does not prevent our god from bless you, my child." The Holy Master didn't show any expression, but he showed a natural old-fashionedness in every word and every word, which made Mogg feel very uncomfortable all the time. .

"You are very clear. I came all this way not only to celebrate your birthday, but also to send you to heaven." Mogg didn't give the two people in front of him any good looks.

"Hmph, yellow-mouthed boy." Yuan Hua of the Golden Alliance obviously disdained Mogg very much, while the Holy Lord remained expressionless, obviously expressing his unreasonable contempt for Mogg.

"Thank you my child, I am over a hundred years old, but you may have also discovered that age is meaningless to me." The Lord paused, "So you don't have to worry, we can still sit down and have a good time. Let's chat."

While speaking, the short-haired woman who just stepped forward to greet Mogg took a chair and let the three people with the most special identities in the Scorched Earth Continent sit together.

Mogg didn't pretend to shirk, and went straight to the table.

(End of this chapter)