Chapter 302: Don't think that you can't recognize you when you become young.

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The miracle of the world has not affected the marriage of Nebuchadnezzar, the king of Babylon, but has given unparalleled blessings to the most distinguished newcomers of the kingdom.
In the Babel Tower in the inner city, the monks were arrogant and arrogant. Outside the high walls, the people of Babylon could not afford to succumb. The piety of God of Malduk turned into support for the king. Of course, they had to add a new king.
The blue iris flower in the corner of the eye is fascinating in the sun, and the smile on her face is even more straightforward. The princess from the Mt. Titus country was recognized by the people because of the miracle. This situation was never thought of for the teenager Idish... She thought that she still had to work hard, and she never thought that God would be so pitiful.
Iddis and Nebuchadnezzar stand side by side on the glorious wall of Babylon. This high wall is made of clay and bricks. The walls are wide enough to allow four cars to go side by side, from the wall. Overlooking the entire Babylonian panoramic view.
The Babylonian kingdom nourished by the rushing Euphrates River is also her country.
Coincidentally, she still doesn't know that it is not the omnipotent teacher who contributed to the miracle. It was just that Idis knew it all night, and it was like the "Oriental Forest" that I had known for a long time.
Idis may not know the truth for a lifetime, but what does it matter?
There is a girl who walks into marriage with "Blessing of God", and Lin Luoran will only be happy for his unintentional actions.
Of course, some people only feel doubts.
The middle-aged man who is mingling in the crowd and still entangled his surname is very stunned by the Tower of Babel. In his view, this moment of the limelight should not be the Babylonian high priest holding his own thigh and pleading, he was embarrassed, and after enjoying the top entertainment of the monk group, he told the secret of Babel. The high priest who has been guarding for many years?
Which part went wrong?
The middle-aged man turned against the light, escaping from the crowd and touching the other side of the wall. Under the robes of the Babylonian characteristics, a small blue head is extended.
"You said your master, is it inside this wall?" He gave the cyan fox in his hand, and the little blue fox shrank his neck and slammed his head.
The middle-aged man screamed twice: "You have eaten my eight ginsengs, seven strains of huangjing, if your master can't afford it, you should know it is great?!"
Xiaoqing fox eyes are foggy, and tears are rolling in the fox eyes. In order to keep a small life, I admit that Lin Luoran is the master. It is also willing. Anyway, the human race female repair does not know, not shame... not to lose the face of the Fox.
The middle-aged man looked at the walls of Babylon's five feet and was so annoyed that he had to find another golden sculpture. Xiaojin was stunned by his body smell. Where is the spirit of the Golden Eagle Carving, it really wants to spit out an ice flame to freeze this abominable human, but opened his mouth and spit it out only saliva - still spit in The neck of Xiaoqinghu is really awkward.
"You go to the letter, if you don't bring your master back, this dead fox will become a kebab, you know?"
The middle-aged man violently pulled out a small gold feather and put the small gold.
Xiaoqinghu twisted over and twisted it, and watched Xiaojin fly into the city wall. It really cried this time. Who doesn't know that this dead eagle can't understand it most, how can I tell Lin Luoran to save it this time? - Fox life is also a fox life!
The wind blows away the white cloth that the middle-aged man has on his head, and the black hair is scattered. If some of the uncles in the 21st century see the girl, they must scream... This is clearly a melancholy, vicissitudes and childishness. Uncle, coexisting!
The uncle raised the little green fox and sneered two times: "In fact, if you can tell me the entrance of the Qingqiu country, those spirit grasses can not be called back to you... that golden sculpture is not reliable, I am also like this. Feeling, hahaha."
Xiaoqinghu licks his ears with his claws, the entrance to the Qingqiu country? I don't know, I don't know, I just don't know.
Well, I can’t say it.
............
The high priest is like a sleepwalker. He has a feeling that he has lived for a few hundred years. At the moment when the true body of Tongtian Tower was revealed, the high priest did not know where the star-watching time of these centuries was. If you have a good star-gazing experience, how can you connect the true look of the tower?
These Chinese monks have smashed the Tower of Babel for many years, and for this reason they have spared no effort to reveal the advanced technology of the East to Babylon, and use astronomical knowledge to lure him to step back.
"How can I use this tower?" The high priest looked at Lin Luoran. If he had previously said that he could not see through the "God ambassador", now he can only see the Chinese little girl repair.
Lin Luoran smiled. "Would you like to release my friend first? You know, she and I are generally, and it is not a threat to you."
She pointed to Yang Lisha, the banshee is not unexpected, the two are honored and lost, and those who give up their teammates will be automatically judged to be the worst by Tongtian Tower, and the only fate of Lin Luoran is directly obliterated... If you say There was a slight skepticism about this sentence. The ability of Tongtian Tower to carry them through time and space has made people dare not question their rules.
The high priest was unhappy, and didn't want to have a sneak peek at Lin Luoran and nodded.
He rushed to Yang Lisha, and the banshee's eyelids turned, and the stiff body slowly warmed up, and it really moved.
Yang Lisha’s dimples were not spoken first. Lin Luoran voted for her a warning. She asked the high priest to let her exchange the secret of the Tongtian Tower, and then let the
grandfather
, the high priest Not a pig, how can I agree.
"Is there any way to call our noble God to make an adult, can't hear our conversation, the high priest?" Lin Luoran looked down and couldn't tell the embarrassment.
The high priest is meaningful. Lin Luoran only asks "God" to be inaudible. It seems that she is still taking care of her Chinese compatriots.
A bunch of starlight descended from the edge of the star map, and the false saint was enveloped in it, covering six senses. Lin Luoran thought about it, and most of the women surnamed Ji could not listen. The high priest did not feel this request. trouble.
So I got a lap, and finally I was told that the Tongtian Tower was secret. In fact, there are only high priests, and the ancestors of the Mujing people?
"Actually..." She just had a mouth and heard the familiar carvings from the tower. It was Xiaojin. Where did it go this night, people are worried about death!
"The high priest, my..."
The high priest interrupted impatiently. "Malduk is on the top, little monk, please don't try to provoke my patience."
Xiaojin’s carvings are rushing, and I don’t know how dangerous it is, how Lin Luoran can continue to make a fool of himself.
However, after a few hundred years of life, the high priest did not live on the dog. Looking at the urgency of Lin Luoran's eyes, she naturally asked her to talk about the use of the Tongtian Tower. Besides, who knows that outside the tower, is it full of foreign aid from the Chinese monk, there are more people, he has a Tongtian tower to do Yangshao, and can no longer control these people.
Yang Lisha wants to stop, Lin Luoran sneer in the bottom of her heart, since even the Chinese monk can not believe, how can she believe this high priest, as previously said, delaying time is the biggest reason... really tell the secret, she and Yang Lisha I am afraid I can't get out of the tower.
No, let Xiaojin advance it, and Xiaoqinghu. If she can return to the 21st century with Yang Lisha through the stone gate of Tongtian Tower, without these two small things, they will have to stay in the grass. Babylon eats bread for a living.
The high priest also has his own considerations, and Lin Luoran has no shortage of his own plans. Non-my people, their hearts must be different. In fact, no one can trust anyone else.
The wood ancestor was set in the same place, and the eyes were turned around. Yang Lisha said that she could help.
At this stalemate, the door of the stone tower was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Luoran saw the face of the high priest immediately blackened.
A middle-aged Chinese man opened his mouth and looked at the crowd. It seems that he did not expect that there were so many people in the tower. I was the master. You are all thieves.
His majesty, is holding a small gold that is constantly struggling with his face.
Xiaoqinghu was tearful and was being caught by his other hand. Looking at Lin Luoran, there was no shortage of grievances.
"That, disturbed, who are the masters of these two birds and foxes?" The middle-aged man carrying Xiaojin and Xiaoqinghu, Lin Luo couldn't pretend to be dumb, and coughed twice.
She did not see the middle-aged man's footsteps, and the next enlarged face appeared in front of her eyes.
"Is it right? You are a bird, stealing my barbecue. The most hateful thing is this dead fox. I stole nine ginsengs and eight strains of Huang Jing. I will pay for it!"
I didn’t put the high priest in my eyes, and I ignored those
ice people
like post-modern sculptures. This middle-aged man didn’t even feel the cold temperature in the tower, wearing a thin robes that didn’t fit well, like Lin Luoran. Spread your hand.
When she saw Xiaojin, Xiaojin confided her head. Okay, the barbecue was definitely true.
Lin Luoran looked at Xiaoqinghu again. The latter turned her head and nodded. Hey, what does this mean?
The middle-aged man slandered the little green fox, and the little fox was tearful. He only hated that he couldn’t spit out words. The stealing medicine was true, but the number was not right. The wicked human race man changed once every time, and the quantity changed once!
The middle-aged man smiled and said: "It is good to admit that it is the owner of both of them. If you don't lie to you, come back to Lingcao and barbecue."
Yang Lisha is considering the light of the sacred body of the Tongtian Tower. I hope that the man who suddenly popped out can stir up the water. The high priest is indefinite. I haven’t figured out how easy it is for this person to come in. .
Only Lin Luoran, who was deceived, felt a familiar taste.
The middle-aged man in front of him is in the era of information explosion in the later generations. It is also a mature and handsome uncle. Lin Luoran sure that he has never seen this face, but who looks like a dead skin?
Lin Luo However, frown, people have the impression that this love of money is another spanking ...... Laoliao!
The old Liao, who was seen in the "Telescope" of the Dragon Palace Guanhai Pavilion, the old fisherman who stayed in Lin Luoran’s impression was a sly face. Later, Lao Liao never saw it again. Did it also pass through?
It’s not right, it shouldn’t be crossing. Is this the old Liao more than 2,600 years ago? !
Although I was amazed at the appearance of Lao Liao or "Liao Liao", and still owed someone else's Lingcao barbecue, Lin Luoran was even more angry. Why did the Dragon Palace fall on her own regardless of her wishes?
"It's you, old Liao, don't think that you are getting younger, I don't know, let's make things clear!"
The middle-aged man is ashamed, he really is the surname Liao, Ha, I know that I will not remember correctly, but where is it old? He set aside Lin Luoran's hand. "Little girl, although my name is Liao, but it is still not old, you can call me a big man."
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The role of Nanfeng’s classmate,
Canglang
(old Liao), is finally showing up, it’s not easy.