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"I don't know what you're talking about."
The high priest's eyes were dark.
"Although I have been walking in the Karnak Temple for many years, I have never seen these things." He narrated with his usual calmness, "The temple has a history of more than 700 years. , it is not surprising that the previous priests left some traces."
"Oh? So that's how it is." Lin Lang acted suddenly enlightened, her brows and eyes curved, "I still think I'm the high priest, and I have my own heart."
"You're joking." The high priest lowered his eyes, "I serve the God Amon all my life, how can I love the living?"
Lin Lang was noncommittal about the "living person" in his mouth, "Since I misunderstood the high priest, then there is no need for this thing to exist. It is ordinary and inconspicuous, and it is really incompatible with the temple. If you get angry What can I do if I leave God Ra?"
She shook the key.
It was covered with verdigris, and looked old and fragile, and it could be shattered into powder just by her gentle pinch.
"Snapped-"
A muffled hum sounded.
Blood trickled down the wrist.
The high priest who was originally bound broke free from the chains of his hands and feet at some point. He pinched Lin Lang's wrist with his palm and turned him over to press against the wall.
There was also a dagger stuck in his chest, which was used by Lin Lang to guard against his sneak attack, and it just came in handy.
The high priest didn't take the wound seriously, he stared at Lin Lang's hand, "Let go."
Lin Lang held the key tightly and looked at him with a sneer.
"Didn't the high priest say that this has nothing to do with you at all, why are you nervous? Well—"
Cold sweat oozed from Wang Hao's smooth forehead, and she let out a pained snort.
"Crack!"
The high priest dislocated Lin Lang's arm, and then easily snatched the key from her loosened hand.
Then, Lin Lang's throat hurt.
The man's palm pinched her neck neatly, as easily as killing a weak deer.
From the cold eyes of the high priest, Lin Lang saw the danger of cutting grass and roots.
But she didn't do anything, and confronted him with the same cold face, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of her lips, which was extremely dazzling, "Your merciful god...does he know that you are killing people?"
The high priest made a move.
"Boom!"
The young princess was thrown against the wall by his neck, and the hair ornament on her head fell and fell crookedly beside her ear.
She hit the forehead, and the blood snaked down like a twisted red snake.
"Clatter—"
The high priest did not bandage the wound, but put away the key immediately.
Then he walked to the iron gate, pulled his hands, and easily removed the entangled chains.
His mission in Egypt failed, so he naturally did not hesitate to move his position.
The high priest stepped out of the prison.
Unexpectedly, there was no one guarding the aisle.
Who else can order these jailers to move
He couldn't help but look back at the person behind him.
Does she still have hope for herself who has abandoned her again and again
In the dark dungeon, her waist-length black hair was curly and loose, and her arms were weak and helpless. She lost the nobility and elegance of the past, and a hideous bloody gash was cut on her forehead, which quickly stained her snow-white and beautiful face with blood. The high priest could clearly see her trembling body because of the unbearable pain.
Seeing him looking over, Lin Lang opened her mouth, and a hoarse and vague sound came out of her throat.
This situation made her look very humble and humiliating.
She also realized this, and she didn't speak any more, but bit her lip tightly until it bled.
The moment the high priest turned around, she caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye and closed her eyes disheartened, as if she was tired and tired of all this.
She is tired.
She finally doesn't love him anymore.
The high priest ignored the strangeness in his heart and walked away.
The prison was not ventilated, but he seemed to hear a faint sound of wind, with a breath of despair.
"High Priest... I curse you..."
"Forever... always... the loss of a loved one!"
"Haha...hahaha!!!"
The high priest left the cell quickly, and the strong sunlight outside caught him off guard and made him dizzy.
It felt like a world away.
Soon, relying on his familiarity with the terrain, the high priest sneaked into the team of guards and escaped from Thebes smoothly.
Xue Qiqi was also brought out by him.
After walking for a while, the high priest threw the man into a desert.
He had calculated that this Hittite prince liked to go hunting, and often went to hostile countries as an innocent passer-by, and this road was exactly where he had to pass. With Xue Qiqi's halo as a heroine, she will definitely be picked up by the prince. If things go well, Xue Qiqi will become the princess. She was forced to flee by Egypt like a bereaved dog, and she was already full of anger in her heart.
The high priest smiled slightly, presumably, she would be happy to blow the pillow wind into Prince Hittite's ear when the time came.
As for himself...
"Princess! There is a dead man here, princess!"
"How many times have I told you to call me Miss outside!"
"I'm sorry princess! Hey, he seems to be still breathing! Miss, come over and have a look!"
"It's just a breath anyway, what's there to see, hurry up, it's getting dark, do you want to starve me to death?"
The maid timidly responded, and couldn't help turning her head several times when she left.
"Miss, are you really not going to save him? This man is quite nice..."
The princess was skeptical, and moved over with her skirt.
Half of the man's body was buried in the yellow sand. His shoulders were broad, but his waist was extremely narrow and beautiful. This dying traveler has smooth and black hair, messy and scattered on his neck, and a shocking bloodstain on his chest. It was dusk in the desert at this time, and the dull red light shrouded Jinqiu, which also painted his overly pale skin with a beautiful and desolate color.
Fall like a god.
The princess blushed and bit her lip, and finally brought the man back to her country.
Ten years later, the Hittite Empire in the north became a colossus feared by the tribes. It woke up from the flames of war and quickly devoured the surrounding small countries and ethnic groups. It is said that they have a prophecy princess who is favored by the gods. As long as the army is blessed by her, every time they go out, they will get good news and triumphantly.
The only thing that can compete with Hittite today is Egypt, which is far away from it.
Because the Hittite army was too violent and angered the people, various tribes sent distress letters to the city of Thebes.
A month later, the Egyptian army was assembled, and the old Pharaoh's ambition remained unchanged, and he pointed his sword at Hittite all the way.
The Egyptian army pressed the border, but the Hittite Empire showed a calm attitude, even contemptuous.
Years of invincibility have fed their arrogance.
But before the battle, they still came to the princess obediently and asked for her blessing.
Princess Hittite was thirty-one years old, and she was the only unmarried princess in the entire royal family.
Because of her special status, others naturally dare not criticize her. The princess is very calm on the surface, saying that she wants to serve God, but in fact she is eager to get married and enjoy normal love between men and women, but—
"It's windy today, the princess should wear more clothes." This is a man who doesn't understand style.
Princess Hittite looked at the high priest mournfully.
His face is not old, even younger than the first time we met, 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 comforted her with a gentle voice, "This is the last battle. As long as you win the Egyptian army and hurt them, no one can stop the Hittite unification. Princess, don't act on your will now." When the time comes, I promise you that when this battle is won, the wedding will be held at the place you like, okay?"
Princess Hittite smiled, "You said that!"
Seeing that the man left happily, the high priest put his palm on his heart and whispered softly, "No hurry, we will be there soon."
He used the hands of Princess Hittite to command the army to fight.
To the surprise of the high priest, not only the pharaoh came to Egypt this time, but also the princess.
So... is Ramses sitting in Egypt
How could he rest assured that she ran to such a dangerous battlefield
The high priest stroked his train of thought and carefully deduced the battle situation.
He realized that he really couldn't underestimate Lin Lang.
In just eleven days, she used the strategy of diverting the tiger away from the mountain to bite off the right wing of the Hittite army.
Unfortunately, that's the end of it.
Because the troops he can mobilize are several times that of the Egyptian army.
In the face of absolute strength, any strategy and luck are useless.
The high priest captured the Egyptian Pharaoh and his nobles alive.
Lin Lang was leaked halfway, and was also brought back to the tent by the high priest.
The high priest didn't treat her very well, but the Hittite princess who followed him could shoot knives out of Lin Lang's eyes - 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. Due to being tied up with ropes, there are many red marks on her body, giving her a raging and desperate beauty.
She is undoubtedly very popular, and it can be seen from the way the soldiers feed her. They are all careful, for fear that the food will be hot and the food will be cold.
Shengsheng played the role of the captive as the hostess.
Alarm bells rang in Princess Hittite's mind.
She took a deep breath and tugged on the High Priest's sleeve.
"I still need a maid, she is just right, can you help me?"
The high priest was silent for a while, "The princess is free."
With that said, he left the tent in a hurry.
Tonight is a rare full moon night, the high priest put on a gorgeous and holy priestly attire again, and came to the Land of Bones. Looking around, under the moonlight, there was a forest of corpses, and vultures pecking at the internal organs could be seen everywhere, and a strong stench rushed towards them.
He solemnly took out the key and tied it around his hand.
In 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."
A milky white mist filled the surroundings.
The gods in this time and space were all awakened, and the mist condensed into their bodies, faintly showing their outlines.
"Father, what are your orders?"
The supreme god of Egypt wearing a sun plate on his head walks steadily, gestures towards the god's chest, and gestures submissively.
"I'm looking for a reincarnation."
The gods looked at each other.
"She is my true love."
There was a trace of loneliness on the face of the high priest, "I have traveled through seventeen time and space, and this is my last hope."
"Father, we would like to help you."
With solemn faces, the gods sing praises, from sunrise to sunset, from light to darkness, across life and death, across the sky and the shore.
Overcome all cycles.
Come home, you beloved of God.
The high priest's expression was on the verge of despair.
The light in his heart went out.
When history was once again obliterated in the stars and dust, the key to reincarnation stopped in front of the high priest.
A gleam of water appeared in the eyes of the high priest.
It wobbled and flew ahead, passed over the bones and thorns, and rushed towards a silent and dark tent without hesitation.
The high priest trembled and lifted the curtain.
Beside his legs was a twitching male body, blood spurting from its chest. There was a woman kneeling next to her, her waistcoat was pulled down to her legs, and only a thin tube top was left. As if aware of the approaching person, the woman raised her head slightly, a drop of blood was splashed on the end of her brow, which was weird but extraordinarily voluptuous.
The key of reincarnation sank into her forehead, and a black single-wing mark slowly appeared.
It's his favorite fallen angel.
"Lee, no... I, Elizabeth."
In the time and space before BC, he clumsily called this long-lost name, and wept so much that he couldn't hold it back.
I finally found you, after billions of years, in this strange country where you and I are enemies.
You don't know me anymore.