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The Opet Festival is an annual festival in Egypt. As the highest priest in Egypt, Kale is only under Pharaoh.

Today, he is wearing a flaxen robe, holding a golden scepter in his hand, and on top of his smooth head is a piece of fragrant wax that can relieve emotions and represent the balance of the human body and mind.

Although Kale's face has obvious aging wrinkles and his eye sockets are slightly sunken, his eyes are very bright and wise.At this moment, he looked at these people silently with his lips closed, which made his whole body reveal a kind of solemnity and solemnity.

If Fu Zhenhong hadn't appeared, such a high priest would undoubtedly be the most attention-grabbing existence besides Pharaoh Amenhotep IV.

But he appeared together with Fu Zhenhong, who was an envoy of God, in everyone's sight. Naturally, everyone's eyes were attracted to the envoy with brilliant blond hair and a golden mask.

Gold ornaments and a necklace made of red agate were worn on Fu Zhenhong's body, but they were not as youthful as his blue eyes.

A pure white robe was draped over his body, and a retro belt with a little gold edge wrapped his slender but powerful waist, and a slender white arm was exposed with an exquisite gold armband.

The golden mask covered his face, but both the eyes and the shape of the lips exposed by Pat were extraordinarily beautiful and delicate.

His body is filled with a kind of mystery that makes people want to approach and explore. He obviously hasn't said a word, but there is a unique innocence in his gestures.

"This is the envoy Nefertiti! He is so beautiful! There seem to be stars and birds in those eyes." Someone in the crowd sighed.

"That's right! Even though I didn't see the face under the mask of the envoy, I couldn't restrain myself from looking away from the envoy."

"Perhaps this is the fatal attraction brought by the messenger of God!"

Hearing these people's sighs, Giottjano couldn't help but sneer.As far as he knows, there are more than 700 gods worshiped by the Egyptians. In his opinion, these people's worship of gods is too blind and pedantic.

When the real war and bad luck come, the gods they believe in will not save people.

However, he still agrees with the description of this envoy Nefertiti in these people's words.

Chotejano noticed that the angel's bare skin was so white that it glowed in the sun, and the figure wrapped in the robe was also perfect and impeccable.

Even if you don't look at the face, just the soft blond hair and tall and slender figure are indeed charming enough.

Giottjano rubbed his chin, thinking in his heart, but he didn't know if this envoy was real or a false packaging after making a fool of himself.

He was guessing, but Nefertiti, who had attracted everyone's attention, looked towards him at this moment.

Just one look.

Giottjano, who has sharp eyesight, just passed through the crowd, and met the gaze of the other party.

After seeing the envoy's eyes clearly, a look of amazement appeared in Chotejano's eyes. Before he could capture more starlight and brilliance from these extremely indifferent eyes, the other party had already withdrawn them. The line of sight didn't even stop for two seconds.

Giottjano couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Well, he took back his initial thought.

Even though this envoy named Nefertiti is really an unreal beauty, having those eyes that hit people's hearts with just one glance is enough for him to be loved by everyone.

"Brother, I really want to see the face under the mask of Nefertiti." Choatejano said to the man beside him.

Supiro Uma didn't respond to his words, not only because of his usual silence, but also because he was thinking about something else.

Choatejano didn't care, instead he asked with great interest: "Brother, tell me, was it you or me that Nefertiti saw just now?"

When he asked this question, Chotejano didn't expect to get an answer from Supiro Uma, he asked very casually.

But to his surprise, after he finished speaking, his elder brother was silent for a few seconds, and then said, "He's looking at me." Supiluriuma's tone was calm, without too much emotional ups and downs, It seems to be just stating a fact.

Choatejano clicked his tongue, "Why do I feel that he is looking at me?" After finishing speaking, before Supiluliuma could answer, he chuckled lightly and continued, "But we have telepathy. Twins, they look exactly the same, when he looks at you, he is looking at me, and when he looks at me, he is looking at you."

"Mmm," Supiro Uma didn't say any more.

If we put aside the differences in personalities, even their parents couldn't tell who he was from Jarno.

Perhaps what Nefertiti saw was actually the two of them.

And here.In fact, Fu Zhenhong really saw the two of them.

In the information that Fu Zhenhong obtained from the Space-Time Administration, there was a column that contained information about Egypt's neighbor, the Hittite Empire.The above simply records that the first important Hittite king of the New Kingdom, Supiluli Uma I, had a twin brother who looked exactly like him.

[Xiao Hong, how did you judge that those two people are the future King Supiro Uma I and his younger brother? ]

[See costumes. ]

Although it was only a brief meeting of eyes, Fu Zhenhong noticed that the two of them were wearing clothes that were obviously noble, and the appearance of the two of them was also very typical of the Hittites.

Hittites, nobles, twins.

The combination of these three character elements made it not difficult for Fu Zhenhong who knew the history of Egypt and Hittite to guess the identities of these two people.

Although there are not many records in the history books about Supiro Uma I, the Hittite king is an opponent that cannot be underestimated for Egypt.

During the more than [-] years when Supiro Uma I ruled the Hittite Kingdom, when Amenhotep IV was busy with religious reforms and centralizing the power of the pharaoh, this king relied on his superb political acumen and iron-blooded coldness. The hard wrist succeeded in controlling Egypt's dependencies in Syria.

[From this point of view, it was Supiro Liuma I who laid the foundation for the emergence of the Hittite Empire. ]

[Um. ] After Fu Zhenhong simply responded to the weak chicken system, she turned all her attention to Amenhotep IV who was standing next to the statue of Amon.

Amenhotep IV was also keenly aware of Fu Zhenhong's gaze. He looked into Fu Zhenhong's eyes, the corners of his lips raised a slight arc, and then he stood quietly on the divine chariot, waiting for his actions. Fu Zhenhong, the envoy of the gods, and the high priest Kale walked towards the huge longboard ride together.

With the help of the waiter, the high priest Kale stepped up the steps leading to the parade car.

When it was Fu Zhenhong's turn, Amenhotep IV signaled the waiter not to move with his eyes, then he walked to the middle of the steps, bent slightly, and stretched out his hand to Fu Zhenhong in full view.

Pharaoh bowed down to greet him personally. If the person he greeted was an ordinary person, it must be a great honor, and he would be envied and even envied by everyone.

But this person is Nefertiti.

No one is going to be jealous of Nefertiti.

They will only be jealous of people who can get in touch with the gods.

And because the other party was the son of the great God Amon, His Majesty the Pharaoh Amenhotep IV who was in charge of Upper and Lower Egypt, not only did no one object, they also took this picture as beautiful as it should be.

Son of God, and Messenger of God.

It is incomparably harmonious.

At this time, no one cared that the envoy of God was already engaged, and the object of the engagement was still the guide of God.

Sisi Tours, who was temporarily forgotten by the crowd, stood in front of the crowd. He saw the smile on Amenhotep's lips and the hand stretched out to Nefertiti, and he felt that it was unusually dazzling.

A negative emotion grew from the bottom of his heart, and instantly spread to every corner of his body.

Saixi Tours really wanted to rush forward and wave Amenhotep's hand away, telling everyone that Nefertiti was his lover, but he also knew clearly that now was not the time for him to be willful, he Can't go up to stop it.

Sure enough, it was because of identity and status...

Amenhotep is the pharaoh and the supreme ruler of Egypt, and he has not yet achieved the position of Vihir. If he really rushes forward with complacency, it may not only disturb the order of the Opate Festival, but also cause popular discontent.

Saixi Tours's hand hanging by his side was tightened, and an obscure glint appeared in his always warm eyes.

Fu Zhenhong faintly sensed Saixi Tours' emotions, and he looked in the direction of Saixi Tours.

But Amenhotep IV called out to him at this time, "An envoy?"

Fu Zhenhong had no choice but to look back, looking at Amenhotep IV's hand stretched out towards him, he was silent for a moment, and then put his hand on it.

The smile on the corners of Amenhotep IV's lips spread a little more. He squeezed his fingers together, firmly held Fu Zhenhong's hands, and led him onto the longboard tour bus.

After the two stood up, the people below began to cheer the names of Amenhotep IV and Nefertiti.

Amenhotep IV looks handsome, he has both the heroic appearance that a 15-year-old boy should have, and the wisdom and deterrence that a pharaoh should have.

At this moment, the two are on the tour bus together, and the picture looks very seductive.In contrast, Kale, who was the high priest, became a neglected existence.

However, Kale, who was used to seeing all kinds of scenes, was not affected by it. He just glanced at Secy Tours without a trace, and shook his head slightly at him. The name signaled the noisy crowd to quiet down.

Priests are intermediaries between humans and gods. They come from the secular world, but they hold the secrets of gods.After seeing the scepter raised in Kale's hand, everyone stopped talking and waited quietly for the priest's proclamation.

"God

today is a great festival in egypt

God Amun rises from the horizon

Light shines on the banks of the Nile

You poured water into this river for us

Everything on the earth will also be revived

We will cheer with sincerity

Praise of your greatness piously! "

All the Egyptians below are listening carefully to the praise that seems to cleanse their souls. Only Amenhotep IV, who is the pharaoh, did not put his mind on it seriously, but gently rubbed it with his fingertips. He touched the back of Fu Zhenhong's hand.