MTL - Villain Rescue System-Chapter 102 sixth world 7

Praying in the temple of worship is a must for the Son every day.

After Su Dai practiced the cleansing technique, she went to the Temple of Fengshen, and because Wen Long had an extra class, she arrived at the hall an hour later than Su Dai.

The time for prayer is one and a half hours, Wen Long will not have much time for that time, and Su Dai will be over.

"I'll stay with you again, anyway, there's nothing to do when I go back." Su Dai whispered.

Wen Long looked sideways, and also lowered her voice: "No, you can go back."

"Isn't there still a prophecy in the prophecy that hasn't been fulfilled?"

Su Dai pursed her lips lightly.

It is true that she has not studied the prophecy in detail. It is said that there will be guidelines for dealing with the demons in the book, so she has to be more careful.

She got up quietly, and quietly retreated out of the hall.

As soon as Su Dai left, Wen Long immediately relaxed.

It was already night at this time, except for the guards outside, almost no one would come in.

She stopped kneeling and just sat on the worship mat with her legs crossed.

Wen Long didn't care if it was disrespectful to the gods.

She didn't like God in the first place, and she wished to do all the disrespectful things again.

She took two hours of class today, and she spent more energy than the few days of the assessment.

When she was pretending to pray, Su Dai was beside her, and she was so sleepy that her eyelids were clenched and she couldn't relax.

Wen Long's eyes slowly closed.

It shouldn't matter if you sleep for a while...

When Wen Long woke up again, it was already early morning of the next day. And when she fell asleep, she was still sitting, but she fell down and fell asleep at some point...

It was still dark outside, and most people in the temple should still be asleep.

She rubbed her eyes, and was about to get up and go back to the saint's dormitory to sleep again.

"Um?"

It was only when Wen Long stood up that she noticed something soft under her hands. It's an excellent cushion. The touch is extremely delicate.

She wakes up.

This is not the mat they usually use. But when she just fell asleep, she was clearly on the mat.

Wen Long: Mr. System, who let this go?

For some reason, the system didn't answer her.

Wen Long stared at the cushion strangely for a while.

Could it be that some waiter saw her falling asleep and kindly threw it to her?

It's not quite like...

The workmanship of this cushion is extraordinary, and it is still very difficult to make it with the craftsmanship of this world. Such a precious thing probably won't be thrown away casually.

She reached out and stroked the fabric of the cushion.

She is very familiar with the breath above. The five fragments in her body are such breaths.

Is it Yunli?

After finding a reasonable answer, Wen Long was slightly relieved, and then turned back.

As for Wen Long's illusion practice, it was indeed as she expected.

Yun Li looked through various books and found more than a dozen methods to try to change her physique, but none of them worked.

In the first few days, Wen Long could barely pull himself together to cooperate with him. But before she could last a week, she couldn't help dozing off in Yunli's domain.

Those methods that he didn't know where to find, took a long time to experiment, so Wen Long dragged a huge cushion as soft as a cloud and placed it in his domain.

Whenever Yun Li pondered over what could be the problem, she would nestle on the soft cushion to support her sleepiness.

Later, seeing that Yun Li had no objection, she simply moved the extra small pillows in the dormitory and a lot of small and small things into his domain.

Looking at Yun Li who was lying on the pillows all over the floor: "..."

When he was racking his brains to figure out how to solve the problem, she was fine and slept soundly on the soft cushion.

Yun Li looked at the huge cushion.

The gaze is indescribable.

Shouldn't believers in God be hardworking and loyal? This believer is too lazy.

"Where did your cushion come from?" Wen Long asked just as he woke up.

It stands to reason that the temple should not use such things.

Instead, Wen Long looked at him strangely.

"It was left behind when I was praying in front of the statue a few days ago, and I moved it back easily."

smoothly…

Yun Li's eyebrows twitched.

Why is this believer so unsuspecting when he brings out what is left behind by someone?

Also, why are there cushions in the temple?

Wen Long observed his expression and found that he really didn't know anything about it.

But the breath on the mat is obviously very familiar... If it's not Yun Li, who else could it be?

Yun Li lowered his head and looked at the mat a few more times.

There was a vague warmth wrapped around the cushion, and the material was unbelievably soft, which was simply not something that the technology in their world could weave.

He approached Wen Long, bent down, and reached out to touch the cushion under her, as expected, he felt a bit of divine power on it.

It's...the handiwork of God.

God paid attention to her, and even used his divine power to weave a soft cushion for her just to rest.

Yun Li's eyes were a little cold.

"The cushions in the temple are for worship, you shouldn't take them out without authorization."

Wen Long pursed her lips tightly.

If she hadn't mistakenly thought that it was put by Yun Li, she would not have touched this inexplicable cushion in the future.

"I'll give it back at my prayers tonight."

Yun Li, who originally thought it would take some more effort to convince her, was startled again.

She doesn't seem to be greedy for such a treasure, so why would she bring it out?

He said "hmm", then looked down at the book in his hand.

The air was quiet for less than half a minute.

"You..." Yun Li held back for half a minute, but still couldn't help asking the doubts just now.

"Why did you bring it out?"

"Um?"

Wen Long sat in his space, but didn't even touch the cushion again.

"Because the breath on it is a bit like yours, I thought it was from you, so I brought it out."

Thought it was...he sent it? Since it was given by him, I can use it without any doubt.

do you mean this?

Yun Li was unable to speak for a long time.

His heart seemed to be slightly scratched by something, and it was a little itchy. The itching soon spread to the whole body.

He jumped up for some reason, and didn't even think about his abnormality.

Wen Long's cheeks burned slightly when he thought of his self-indulgence.

"So it wasn't..."

There was no loss or other meaning in her tone, just stating the facts.

But Yun Li became anxious.

"I'll give you something better."

Wen Long raised her eyes and looked at him blankly.

what to give?

Yun Li didn't know what he did, the water surface of the whole domain rippled, and beside the mat, it seemed to condense into a bigger water couch.

The day he opened his domain, he probably would never have imagined that one day he would do such a thing in his own domain.

Looking at the rippling couch next to him, Wen Long was deeply moved.

She reached out and touched it.

Softer than expected.

…

Dragging the white soft couch out of Yunli's sanctuary again, Wen Long returned it to the Fengshen Temple.

She didn't know who to give it to, so she could only put it in the corner next to it, with a layer of clean cloth underneath.

It's a pity that the thick cushion was still there a few days later.

"Still no one came." Wen Long felt a little headache.

Su Dai on the side also said strangely: "Yeah, it's really strange. That cushion is so valuable that no one will claim it..."

After Su Dai finished speaking, she glanced at her prophecy book.

"...Wen Long, I'm done praying today, so I'm going back first?"

"Um."

Wen Long looked at Su Dai's figure leaving in a hurry, thoughtfully.

Recently, she always looks in a hurry, as if she has something to do after praying.

she sighed.

Forget it, she still hasn't finished her prayer for an hour, so she should worry about herself first...

Wen Long: Mr. System?

She waited quietly for a while, but still no one answered.

The system hasn't been showing up lately.

No matter how she called, there was no response, and she didn't know what was wrong.

Wen Long didn't try any more.

She got up, picked up the worship mat and put it on the side of the stone pillar of the worship hall, and then sat down against the stone pillar.

After the cushion couldn't be used, she has been sleeping like this for the past few days.

And just after Wen Long closed his eyes, dots of golden light suddenly appeared from the statue.

They circled around Wen Long slowly, and stopped in front of her again.

The golden spot of light turned into a human figure that looked exactly like the statue, even the red mole between the eyebrows was the same.

He folded his wings mixed with black feathers, and sat down opposite her like Wen Long.

He bent his legs, lowered his eyelashes, and stared at her motionlessly.

Those golden eyes couldn't see much emotion, only a little joy was inadvertently leaked.

He stretched out his hand, and a little divine power overflowed from the fingertips of his index fingers.

The worship pad is silently transformed into a soft cotton pad.

He glanced at the white upholstery that was set aside.

She only used it for a few days and stopped moving.

He also expected that she would use it again, but it probably wasn't possible.

The cushion instantly turned into a ray of golden divine power, which penetrated into the statue. No one noticed.