On the day when Li Xia became a believer in the temple, she picked and finally got the number plate of the Martial God Temple. The whole temple was shocked, if not for any other reason than because the Lord Martial God had never accepted a believer for thousands of years. Violators would bear the consequences.
By the time Li Xia realized what was going on and wanted to throw the sign back, the priest had already taken back the stall and ran away at lightning speed. She had no choice but to enter the temple gate tremblingly. While the Lord Martial God was retreating to find a place to stay, she hugged the white tiger guarding the temple every day and prayed that its owner would spare her once when he came out of seclusion.
Rao? You think beautifully!
Wait...
The God of War, who was almost suffocated by his neck, stared at someone's brow and fell into deep thought.
Who would have thought that the possessed spirit that could break his seal would be in a little girl who held him as a pet? The most outrageous thing is that this little girl actually regards his precious spirit body as a symbol of bad luck, but she dislikes it so much!
Mortals are just superficial!
Hua Chao: Who told you this was an ominous sign? !
Li Xia was shocked by the cute little white tiger who suddenly spoke: "Me, me, me... My little friends."
Oh, a bunch of superficial mortals! Destroy it!
Li Xia: Sure enough... I shouldn't have taken that number plate...
Concept: Misfortune may be the long-awaited salvation