[Ordinary Man Quick Wear] There's something wrong with you, Son of Luck

Chapter 223: Transformed into a Hypocritical High Priest Who Covets the Godhead of Light (7)

The dense footsteps outside the door made Qi Heng alert. He remembered that there was almost no one in the corridor when he came.

Qi Heng suddenly remembered the white-haired boy who had glared at him provocatively in the top floor box.

He and Ashe definitely knew each other, as he was present at the auction of the living creatures, but for some reason he did not participate in Ashe's auction.

Wait, that guy isn't going to take advantage of the situation, is he?!

As the high priest of the Temple of Light, the original owner should know some light magic, right?

Asher cannot be snatched away by the dark god’s human form, Dawn, as his character mission has not been completed yet!

He couldn't let Liming discover his identity as the high priest, at least not now.

In a flash, Qi Heng finally remembered the spell that the original owner used to activate the teleportation array, and the destination was the alley outside the Temple of Light.

He tentatively recited two spells and found that the original owner's skills were still there. Qi Heng continued to recite silently until the teleportation array was activated.

Ashe looked at the light around him with some confusion. It was clearly the teleportation array activated by Qi Heng, but the light energy gathered in the array made him closer to Ashe.

The energy balls rubbed against Ashe's body affectionately, making Ashe a little at a loss.

He looked at Qi Heng, struggling for a while, not knowing how to start. Finally, when the light was about to swallow him up,

"Master, what's with this bright light? I can hardly see!" The last voice sounded panicked.

Qi Heng was almost silenced by the word "master". "Don't call me master, call me... Never mind. This is a teleportation array. The light ball is light energy. It's not dangerous. Just ignore it."

After he finished speaking, the light of the teleportation array reached its peak and covered the two of them, then disappeared with a whoosh.

Boom!!!

The door was kicked open from the outside, Liming rushed into the room, and was stunned when he saw that the room was empty.

The air was filled with light energy that Dawn hated.

The boy checked the closet, under the bed, and even behind the curtains. No, nowhere. Where was the person? Did he run away?

How could a follower of the Dark God use light magic?

Tsk, that's impossible, it should just be a teleportation scroll.

Damn masked man! Just wait for me!

Liming turned back with a gloomy face and ordered, "Search the entire Victoria thoroughly. Don't let anyone go. You must rescue Ashe and catch the masked man, otherwise I will hold you accountable!"

The magicians politely nodded in agreement on the surface, but in their minds they were thinking: If you valued that slave so much, why didn’t you see the young master auction it off?

Now, the person we photographed has escaped, and we have to mobilize all the knights in the Duke's Palace to find him.

"What are you looking at?! If you keep looking, go back to the Duke's Mansion and don't follow me!"

The magicians immediately lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Well, they have status and money and can spend it however they want. They are just jealous.

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Only after the light faded did Qi Heng see his surroundings clearly.

It is a slightly remote alley, but it has few passers-by.

Turning around, seeing Ashe looking a little dazed, Qi Heng had no choice but to reach out and gently grab the man's wrist, motioning him to follow him.

He remembered something and said, "My name is Qi Heng, and I'm the high priest of the Temple of Light.

From today on, you are a temple servant, not a slave. You may have any objections."

Qi Heng walked in front without looking back.

"High Priest? You...are really the High Priest?" Ashe's tone was clearly full of disbelief.

Qi Heng took off his mask, revealed his face, and approached Ashe, pointing at his face.

"Can you recognize me now? I am the High Priest Qi Heng."

Asher shook his head in confusion. He was secretly transported to Victoria from a slave camp and was not familiar with the place at all.

She held her breath only the moment the man leaned closer, and her already hot body became even redder like a shrimp.

Is this what he looks like? Being his waiter... seems pretty good? As for the word "temple", Ashe automatically filtered it out.

If he is really the high priest of the Temple of Light, then there must be many forces that can help him find his parents and Xiao Li.

Qi Heng did not realize Ashe's change, and only thought that the human form of the God of Light in front of him still did not trust him.

If I remember correctly, the Temple of Light is across the street from the alley.

There are restrictions outside the temple. If I take him in, he will definitely believe it, right?

Qi Heng wanted to grab Ashe's wrist again and pull him away to prevent the man from escaping when he was not paying attention.

After all, there were many examples of slaves escaping.

Qi Heng's heart skipped a beat as he was about to turn back, but unexpectedly his palm tightened and his entire right hand was held back by Ashe.

Ashe explains "holding hands is more convenient..."

Qi Heng didn't say anything, he just held Ashe's palm tightly as if he had grabbed his wrist.

He remembered something and took out the priest's robe from the package, turned around and draped it over Ashe's shoulders to cover the man's overly revealing gauze skirt.

Except for the private parts of the lower body, the rest of the body is vaguely visible.

Qi Heng didn't dare to look directly at Ashe's body ever since he took off the mask. It was too open because everything that should be exposed and shouldn't be exposed could be seen from any angle.

No, I can only say that the auction house didn’t treat slaves as human beings at all. What kind of clothes did they wear?

Ashe followed Qi Heng obediently with mixed feelings.

Until Qi Heng stepped out of the alley and was greeted by the Temple Knights in unison: Hello, High Priest.

Only then did Ashe completely accept the reality that Qi Heng was the high priest.

The priests shall receive themselves as servants…

He was in a trance, with a sense of pie falling from the sky... He was able to escape from slavery so easily? It was unreal.

My body is hot, as if it's being roasted on fire.

Dry throat, thirsty...want to drink water.

It’s not pure drinking water, but…

Qi Heng opened the room that had been prepared in advance for the human body of the God of Light, which was right opposite the original owner's room.

He had no intention of entering the house, but just opened the door and gestured to Ah She

“From today on, you are a temple attendant.

Being a waiter is much better than being a slave who pleases his master, right?"

Meeting Qi Heng's gaze, Ashe nodded immediately and said, "I will be a good waiter in the future. Thank you, High Priest!"

Qi Heng smiled with satisfaction and said, "You don't have to call me High Priest, just call me Uncle Qi, or Uncle.

Was that medicine fed to you before you went on the auction stage?

Just bear with it for a few more hours, and you will be back to normal the next day..."

Before he could finish his words, Asher pulled him into the room and he lay on his back on the soft animal skin carpet.

Qi Heng: "You?!"

"Okay, let me be frank. A guy at the auction house inexplicably targeted me. He took advantage of me being restrained and forced me to take two doses of medicine..."

I can endure two servings of Ashe by gritting my teeth, but it will be very painful.

But after seeing Qi Heng's true face, Ashe suddenly didn't want to be too patient anymore.

What if I get sick from holding it in?

It didn’t matter before, but now…Ashe doesn’t want to be impotent.

"It's really too painful, can Uncle Qi help me?"

When he finished speaking, the man lowered his head, his thin eyebrows and eyes showed an indescribable sadness, which made people feel pity for him for no reason.

Qi Heng: "…Just bear with it, I should have the antidote."

"Do you have a name?"

While trying to find a topic to divert Ashe's attention, he used his spiritual sense to browse the system mall.

There are so many antidotes, but I don’t know which one to buy.

He ran to the original owner's locker and pretended to look for the antidote, thinking he could delay the fight.

Unexpectedly, a passionate kiss landed on the back of Qi Heng's neck, and he rubbed it repeatedly as if it was not enough.

"Just call me Ashe..."