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"So, do you see a living me?"

Ye Lingyue's words were exported, and even he felt strange.

"At least the person I saw in front of me is alive. You...who is it? Have we seen it before?"

When the Emperor learned that Ye Lingyue was actually "Ye Lingyue", his heart was also aroused.

For the first time, he began to wonder if he had known Ye Lingyue earlier.

"Before...the emperor, all passed. Right now, I just want to find my body."

Ye Lingyue clasped his hands.

She will never allow her body to fall into the hands of the nine nights.

"You are afraid that it is not her opponent. Although the woman has not shot, she is very strong."

The emperor thought that the strength of the other party was only compared to the king of Mobei, and it was also between the two.

"That is my real flesh. I don't know how to explain it to you. The flesh you see now is not mine."

Ye Lingyue has not planned to find a nine-night account so quickly, but now it seems that this account is not worth it.

As the Emperor said, how to recapture the flesh is still a problem.

I am in the hands of the nine nights, but I have the power of the ancients.

After a burst of excitement, the temple has landed.

Ye Lingyue and Emperor had to leave the temple first.

"A sister, is this a trick?"

Night Lingguang and the night of the night saw Ye Lingyue and the emperor left the camp one after the other, very worried, Ye Lingyue came back, the two small ones ran forward.

"The Temple of Yangquan is a temple of faith."

Ye Lingyue thought about it, but decided to hide the "Ye Lingyue" for the time being.

Otherwise, with the temper of the two younger brothers, I am afraid that when I hear the news, I will immediately kill and find someone.

The Temple of Faith is the legendary palace that breeds the power of faith?

Night glare looks like a curious baby.

As the son of the medical Buddha Yunxiao, the night Lingguang has heard about the power of faith.

However, that gadget has rarely appeared in modern times and is said to have disappeared.

"broken."

The night is also a bit curious.

Only after two people looked at them, they all showed up.

"Just fix it..."

Ye Lingyue is trying to explain, and suddenly looked at the people in the camp.

Her heart moved.

The Temple of Faith can only rely on the power of faith to maintain and repair.

She is now physically absent, unable to directly absorb the power of faith.

But this does not mean that the Yangquan Temple itself cannot be absorbed.

Can the urban people of the ancient city of Lausanne in the camp not be absorbed as believers?

After experiencing this Tianhe River, these new city people are very loyal to Ye Lingyue.

This loyalty, if used well, is likely to become the power of faith.

Ye Lingyue immediately discussed with the Yangquan Temple.

Near the camp, this dilapidated temple of Yangquan is rooted.

In the middle of the night, the city people gathered outside this dilapidated temple. This awkward building is a bit curious for the city people.

"The city owner said, this place is called the temple. It was originally used to pray for the sacrifice. If you are sincere and pray to the temple, you can think of it."

The little figure of the night glory shuttles through the crowd.

He was so cute that in the past few days, because of the treatment of the city people, he became the most popular person in the camp after Ye Lingyue.

On the other hand, because of the lack of words on the night of the night, the city people are not very daring to talk to him.

"Photon, what you said is true, the old woman, my legs and feet, the rheumatism is so bad, is it better to ask for it?"

An old-fashioned old lady chanted.

"That is, of course, be sure to ask for it tonight, and tomorrow will be fine. But before you pray, you must pray for the city owner. No, praying for this statue."

The night glory mysteriously took out a statue.

The statue is the small Ye Lingyue, although small, but the carving is very delicate, the facial features are lifelike.

The old woman looked pious and prayed.

Night Lingguang walked a few steps and spit out his tongue.

"This kind of small problem, what else to ask for, this little man secretly gave you a few needles tonight."

On the second day, the old woman woke up, and it turned out that her waist was not sore and she did not hurt. She couldn't help but be happy.

But see a small force of faith, silent, into the temple.

In a few days, the propaganda of the old woman who lost her big mouth, the belief that the temple is very effective, went away.

When Ling Lingguang shuttled among the city people, he found the statue he had carved to A sister earlier, and many city people secretly engraved it.

They secretly enshrine the statue, pray that the natural disaster will end soon, and go to the ancient city of Lausanne as soon as possible to establish a new home.

Their pious prayers, invisible, are a combination of strength that cannot be underestimated.

"I also ask the temple to bless, the city owner is in good luck, bless the natural disaster, and I will have a big fat boy."

The night glare opened his mouth and was screaming. I heard that a woman was praying there. He shook his little short legs and almost didn't drop a dog to eat.

"I am going! I hope that Xiaoye can't help."

Night Lingguang was scared to shrink his neck, lest he was exposed, like a rabbit, ran away.

Countless powers of faith, like the fire of the stars, quietly breed, quietly entered the temple of Yangquan.

Ye Lingyue knew that the matter was already two days later.

She is very sad and laughing, but she did not blame the night Lingguang, she also knows that Aguang did this for her sake.

It is only the power of faith that is so easy to condense. How long does it take for these citizens to follow themselves, and loyalty needs to be cultivated.

When Ye Lingyue entered the temple again, he found that there was a change in the temple.

Inside the shrine, the decaying walls were refurbished.

The stripped paint column was also a vermilion, the dusty floor was also cleaned up.

The entire Yangquan Temple looks completely new.

"Haha, hoe, you really did a good thing this time, so many city people, where did you get it?"

The main body of Yangquan Temple saw that the temple was no longer depleted and began to recover gradually. It was very happy.

Do you really have the power of faith?

Ye Lingyue was also very surprised.

When she was in the realm of the gods, she knew that there was the power of faith.

At that time, the power of her faith was limited, and she did not reach the role of repairing the temple.

"Of course, there are thousands of people who are sincere. You are going to think more quickly, and then find more people. The more people there are, the faster the temple will be repaired. When the temple is completely repaired, the function of the temple will be restored. Retrieving the flesh and returning to inheritance, you can get a lot of benefits."

The more the Yangquan Dianzhu said, the more happy he was, and when he did not pay attention, he said something was missing.

"What are the benefits? You are not kind to the Lord. Why have you never talked to me before, is it good to repair the temple?"

When Ye Lingyue heard it, he browed and picked.