"How is he better than me?" Shengjun suddenly asked quietly, looking at her as if looking at another person through her.
Huang Beiyue knew that he had other intentions, so she accompanied him to continue his mystery.
"Although he is not as noble and holy as the Holy King, how can love in this world be determined by good or bad? If I really like him, even if he is the worst person in the world, it will not change my liking for him."
The Holy Lord looked at her blankly. Although he was blocked by the mask, Huang Beiyue raised her head and took a quick look at him, only to find that the Holy Lord behind the mask actually had a pair of unusually gentle and clear eyes.
She didn't stare carefully and quickly looked away.
"Really? Even though he was of humble origin, rude and savage, you still like him so much!" Shengjun said suddenly.
Huang Beiyue was startled for a moment, then quickly said with a smile: "Has the Holy Lord forgotten? Mo Lian's birth was not humble. He was quiet and silent, and he was not rude."
"I'm not talking about him." The Holy Lord seemed to have determined that the girl in front of him was Honglian who didn't know anything, so he didn't have too much vigilance.
"Then who is the Holy Lord talking about?" Huang Beiyue looked confused.
The Holy Lord turned around, leaving her with a cold back, "Are you very interested in that file?"
Huang Beiyue was startled. Seeing that the Holy Lord had already asked, she couldn't pretend not to know, so she nodded.
"Do you understand?"
"It's too obscure. I've never seen the symbols in it. I've been studying it for several days, but I still have no clue."
The Holy Lord stretched out his hand, took the file from her hand, opened it gently, glanced at the complicated words and symbols on it, and said: "This is actually just a fragment, not complete. The practice fragment may
Obsessed."
Huang Beiyue's heart moved and she went crazy. Then wouldn't Wei Wuchen...
"That means this scrap is useless?" Huang Beiyue looked regretful.
"Not necessarily." The Holy Lord said, "As long as you get the Beasts Without Borders, you can crack it."
Sure enough, it has something to do with Beasts Without Borders, Huang Beiyue thought secretly in her heart, but she has also tried using Beasts Without Borders in the past few days, but with no results. Maybe she didn't know the trick, or she didn't have enough time.
"But Ten Thousand Beasts is in the hands of that person named Yue Ye!" Huang Beiyue said that during the battle at Bieyue Villa, Meng Qitian and others had already reported to the Holy Lord after they came back.
Ten Thousand Beasts Without Borders was taken away by the ghost-faced man named Yue Ye first, but no one knew that Yue Ye was her.
"Find her out, and no matter what method you use, you must bring her back to the realm of beasts!" Shengjun said coldly.
"But that person's whereabouts are unknown..."
The Holy Lord suddenly said: "Since he knows that Ten Thousand Beasts Have No Boundaries, he must be closely related to Xuanyuan Wentian. As long as you use the news of Huang Beiyue's death, you can naturally lure him out."
Huang Beiyue thought to herself that this Holy Lord is really wise! If she was not Honglian today and did not hear the Holy Lord's instructions, then no matter what, if she heard the news of Huang Beiyue's death, even if she knew it was false, she would go and find out.
After all, doing so would be tantamount to walking into their trap.
Ginger is indeed still spicy!
"I understand!" Huang Beiyue responded crisply, "If the Holy Lord has no other instructions, I will go and do things for the Holy Lord!"
"Go." The Holy Lord waved his hand lazily, and Huang Beiyue withdrew.
"It seems that as long as Ten Thousand Beasts have no boundaries, the Holy Lord can undo the punishment from heaven."
