Chapter 703 (1/2)

Half heaven blue, half hell red - that's what Red Sea residents describe the sea.

The Red Sea is long and narrow, with coral reefs all over it. The two sides are filled with harsh wind. Looking at the Red Sea, there are endless red and gold rock walls. After the reflection of sunlight, it refracts the scale light of different depths on the sea surface, as if a dark red miracle had come. A pair of barefoot wading through the fluffy red seaweed, thin romantic on the knee, wet white hair.

The young man raised his arm, his expression was distressed, and he twisted a wisp of snow-white hair.

The waves of the red sea reflected in his eyes, scarlet even more astonishing.

Pei Dang was thinking, when God was in love with him, was he separated?

Otherwise, how can we give him a pure and honest white hair like an angel, but give him the dark red eyes of the devil?

On the face of the desert wind, hot air, and blowing red fog, gold sand wrapped in it.

Pei Dang was in a trance.

He had never been abroad, let alone the Red Sea. Before he had a thorough understanding of it, his impression on it was nothing but ”bright red”, ”mysterious” and ”exotic”. There is a neuro myth in Exodus, which says that Moses took part in the sea and led the Israelites to escape from heaven, drowning countless Egyptian pursuers.

In some rumors, even the son of the sun's pharaoh was not immune to disaster.

The background of this war is dominated by God, who will be favored by the goddess of victory if God praises them.

How bold is he to want to Exclusive gods?

Before playing this ”God's prank” game, Pei Dang's life path was nothing more than learning to play live games. Occasionally, he was dragged by his roommates to get together and take a stroll around the scenic spots nearby. Of course, a Buddhist temple is indispensable. After all, the ”480 Temple of the Southern Dynasties” can offer a Buddha a few steps away.

From Sakyamuni's fiery red lotus terrace to grass green futon, three meters away, it should be the time when he was closest to the gods of his own country.

Pei Dang, an atheist, was not interested in burning incense and worshipping Buddha. He even avoided burning incense because the smell of incense was too strong.

The light vegetarian food in the temple is good.

Young people like to catch up with the fashion and show great enthusiasm for western architecture.

There is a church site near their school. You can enter it at half price with your student ID card. A few years ago, the church was renovated, painted white and bright, with painted glass windows, lilies planted in the garden, and several clergymen were hired to run the church.

Pei Dang went to school the second week of his freshman year. He found that there were green bamboo, pine and cypress planted in it. He also cultivated a fertile vegetable field. He could not help laughing and laughing.

Their other skills are not easy to say, farming vegetables is to carry the handle, where to plant where.

What was it like to be in church for the first time?

I can't remember.

The hall of memory vaguely intercepts the fragments, the oval deep space, the huge cross, and the painted picture of Jesus with one hand touching the heart.

He didn't have the silence, the vastness, the order, the eternal emotions that others experienced.

Therefore, the male students lightly turned their eyes, and carelessly thought about the food street next to them.

He refused the river, but he could not escape the strange circle, and he was still involved in another swift river.

Is this the irresistible destiny?

Pei Dang pondered.

At the feet of the youth were a heap of skeletons.

Half a month ago, the owner of the skeleton was still making waves on the sea, burning, killing and looting.

Three days ago, the pirates were captured by angry people and escorted to the church for punishment.

In the time when the gods were in power, the power of kings had not yet covered the Kingdom, and a small church was even better than the Council Hall of a city.

The evil girl is so wicked that he will not appear in the church which symbolizes the holy rank.

However, it is easy to bribe the clergy Pei Dang.

For example, this heinous pirate is the church's season of abundance - like Abel offering a bloody lamb sacrifice to God, the church also wants to win his favor, and then to please the witch.

With the threat of calamity, one city-state was frightened.

The audience in the studio saw that the white haired youth bent down, stretched out two fingers, and inserted them into the eye hole of the white skull, and lifted it loosely.

The ancestral blood of the early vampires gave birth to bloodiness, greed, sin and coldness.

They felt a chill.

However, such a demon, walking in the world, is a gentle and beautiful skin bag.

He folded a fig branch and tied up his snow hair with incredible softness and tenacity. The green beads were fresh and natural.

Pei Dang, who had changed his human lineage, said hello to the people on the street.

He was just a frustrated man in the city-state, gaining prestige in the name of exterminating the witch.

But Pei Dang deliberately appears, was beaten skin blue face swelling, wants to exchange, but is the witch's gaze.

Now that the goal is achieved, he doesn't need worthless consumables.People have never seen a bully beating him again.

They murmured that the group might have been out to sea.

Pei Dang went to the most powerful Church in the area and handed over a wooden box to the priest.

The priest's face changed slightly, more respectful.

”My Lord, it's hard work.”

As they talked, they walked across a small field.

This land is surrounded by dark red thorns, the soil is moist, and there are handfuls of soft dandelions. They blossom in early summer, and are squeezed by each other. Each small golden disc is particularly dazzling.

”You go to deal with things first. Don't worry about me. I'll leave after picking them.”

”Yes, my Lord.”

The priest's eyes were strange.

Who could have thought that the devil loved farming?

Pei Dang had been prepared, put on his gloves, pulled up the dandelion plants, removed the mud particles, and put them into the basket. After picking a full handfuls, the gauze covered the mouth of the basket. He got up, crossed the thorns, and returned to the swamp forest where the witch lived.

The witch disappeared. She must have been playing in the basement.

With a smile on his lips, he washed dandelions, blanched, chopped, dripped oil, added materials, and stirred, bringing the sober green summer to the table.

She stretched out, purplish Tulle tied to her neck and wrist, her waist hollowed out, her navel as round as a gem loomed. Pei Dang looked sideways. She was wearing a horse's tail and a gold bracelet of agate red. Her ink hair fell from her waist to her legs. She was not like a God, but a princess in a secular king, full of luxury and splendor.

”What is this?”

She poked her head.

Pei Dang was stunned for a moment.

He remembers their first encounter, and the vampire housekeeper was particularly familiar with her taste, and this dandelion was one of them.

How could she not know?