If you reincarnate into a saint, I will do it right away

"Ye Zehao?" Ling Shuang asked.

"Oh? Do you know me?" Ye Zehao asked confused, but he understood after seeing Han Ruoyan next to Ling Shuang.

"It seems that Ruoyan told you? Yes, I am Ye Zehao. If you are wise, just go ahead and arrest me. I will reduce your guilt for attacking the patrol team as appropriate."

"Oh, who are you? How dare you indiscriminately convict the Saint of the Spiritual Cult?" Ling Shuang said disdainfully.

"Saint? Did I hear you correctly? Who is the saint? You or her?"

Ye Zehao turned to his men and asked, "Have you ever heard of any saint?"

The man replied: "I have never heard that our religion has never had a so-called saint. I think this person is making nonsense. It is really ridiculous."

There were bursts of laughter from the crowd.

"That's true of me. Even I, the son of a priest, have never heard of a saint. Can you make any more excuses?" Ye Zehao sneered.

"I don't even know that our religion has never had a saint. It seems that you are not a member of the spiritual religion. Come on, capture this spy!"

Ye Zehao waved his hand gently, and the patrol team surrounding Ling Shuang and the two men immediately raised their guns and aimed at them.

Ling Shuang felt a fatal threat from these guns, but she was also helpless. The high priest really didn't give her any token to prove her identity. It was hard to explain.

In fact, Ling Shuang had already contacted the high priest when he was surrounded.

But... no one answered...

This time she actually sent it, and she regretted it extremely now. Why was she so low-key on weekdays? You are a fool if you don’t use it when you have an identity!

She had no choice but to do her best to delay time.

"Hey Ye Zehao, it was obviously your men who tried to hurt Ruo Yan. I knocked them down to protect her. You don't want Ruo Yan to get hurt, right?"

"Oh? Really?" Ye Zehao glanced at the several big men who had been taken aside for treatment, "But what does this have to do with me catching the spies?"

"I'm not a spy. If you don't believe me, ask your father Ye Ming. You can't afford to offend me."

"Do you know my dad?" Ye Zehao was suddenly a little surprised. This woman is so confident. Could it be that she really has some identity?

"Oh, no matter what your identity is, the attack on the patrol team is a fact. Take it down first and then investigate in detail." Ye Zehao's face turned grim and he ordered, "Go!"

After hearing the order, the group in front maintained their aiming posture and slowly approached Ling Shuang.

One person shouted: "Surrender immediately and give up resistance! Hold your head and squat down, otherwise we will shoot!"

Ling Shuang said angrily: "I surrender to you!"

Then he took out his ice sword and prepared to fight to the death.

Seeing that Ling Shuang was ready to fight to the end, the other party ordered: "Prepare the mechanical bombs, fire!"

"Da da da da da..."

I saw everyone pulling the triggers together, and dense bullets poured towards Ling Shuang.

Ling Shuang tried her best to condense a huge shield to wrap around the two of them, resisting the bullet attack with difficulty.

After the opponent's first salvo ended, Ling Shuang was exhausted and his shield was riddled with holes.

Seeing that the mechanical bomb had no effect, the man who looked like the squad leader glanced at Ye Zehao, who nodded.

So he ordered: "Prepare laser bombs, fire!"

Everyone pulled the trigger on the side of the gun, changed the mode, and then decisively pulled the trigger. The dense laser replaced the bullet and shot towards Ling Shuang.

The shadow of death enveloped Ling Shuang, and her pupils shrank sharply.

She couldn't stop this laser.

Just when her heart was filled with despair, a cold chill suddenly surged through her body, and she couldn't help but shudder.

This coldness seemed to freeze everything, surrounding Lingshuang.

Then several crystal clear ice mirrors formed around her, reflecting all the incoming laser light.

This turn of events caught everyone by surprise, and the reflected laser shot into the crowd, causing huge casualties.

Ye Zehao was furious as he heard screams. He didn't expect Ling Shuang to have such a method and was about to continue giving orders.

But there was a cold voice that went straight to the bottom of my heart: "No one...can...hurt her..."

This voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherworld, making everyone who heard it feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, unable to think of any resistance, and their bodies could not help but tremble slightly.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the direction of the temple.

Everyone turned to look and saw a blue light reaching straight into the sky.

And that light drew an arc in the air and struck in the direction of everyone.

Finally, in front of Ling Shuang, the blue light revealed its true face. It was a pure and flawless blue long sword. It emitted a faint halo, covering Ling Shuang and protecting it.

After seeing the appearance of the sword clearly, the others were still surprised, but Ye Zehao fell into deep disbelief.

"This...this sword is...how is it possible?"

Before the people present could react, strong men who sensed the aura of this sword appeared in mid-air here, with a total of ten figures.

The first to arrive were the high priest and a handsome blue-haired man beside her.

People who arrived later saluted him.

As soon as the high priest saw the situation in the field, he understood clearly and his eyes were slightly cold.

The blue-haired man glanced at the situation in the field and said in a cold voice: "Eh? Isn't that your sect's holy weapon, the Frost Mark Sword? How come it suddenly appears here?"

The high priest replied: "You don't know something. This girl was quite compatible with the sacred vessel when she first joined the religion. When I saw that she was destined to the sacred vessel, I took her under my command and taught her carefully. However, the time was still short and she had not yet Give her a suitable identity.

Unexpectedly, the Holy Artifact took the initiative to come to protect us today. It seems that this is fully recognized. In that case,"

The high priest looked around the crowd and said loudly,

"Everyone is here, I will announce here that Ling Shuang has been recognized by the Holy Artifact, so she can be named a saint of our religion, and she can be worshiped by everyone in the religion. From now on, when you see her, you must not be disrespectful or disobedient. We will hold a canonization ceremony on a certain day. , do you have any objections?"

"Just follow the orders of the high priest." Everyone replied respectfully.

Then they all landed on the ground, walked to Ling Shuang, and saluted respectfully: "See Your Highness the Saint!"

Ling Shuang was immediately flattered and quickly returned the greeting: "Seniors, please get up quickly. How can I, a junior, receive such a great gift? Normally, the seniors just treat me like a junior."

Seeing his attitude, all the powerful men smiled happily and nodded.

Han Lixue continued: "Your Highness is the first person in the history of our spiritual religion to be recognized by the Holy Artifact. The meaning is equivalent to the incarnation of the Frost Emperor, so he can naturally bear our gift."

Ling Shuang could only smile bitterly when she heard this, it was really embarrassing for her. At the same time, she also understood that this was to make her identity clear, and she would use this as an excuse in the future so that she no longer had to hide her identity.

The high priest came to the rescue and said: "Xiao Shuang, this is Major General Qin Song, commander of the Second Army of the Canglan Capital Military Region. He is also the number one genius in Canglan. He has already entered the heavenly realm at the age of 50."

After hearing this, Ling Shuang immediately nodded to the handsome blue-haired man, bowed slightly and said, "Junior has met Major General Qin."

Qin Song looked at Ling Shuang for a while and said: "High Priest, you really picked up a good seedling! I wonder where you found it?"

The high priest smiled and said, "I don't need to worry about it, Major General Qin. The saint's life experience is a secret of our religion. Please forgive me."

Qin Song nodded, "It's understandable. So, you can resolve the matter here first, and I'll avoid it for the time being. We can continue our unfinished issues later."

"Well, I'm very sorry. It happened suddenly. Please go to the church and wait for a while. I won't send you off." The high priest responded with a smile.

When Qin Song heard this, he turned into a blue meteor and left.

After Qin Song left, the high priest glanced at the pale Ye Zehao with a cold expression, turned to Ye Ming and said, "Priest Ye, please explain."