"Honglian is indeed not that similar to you. She is more like Hui'er, especially between the eyebrows." Song Mi said, "But when I saw you that year, I suddenly realized that it didn't matter that the appearance was similar, but when I looked at Honglian, I
I can’t remember Hui’er’s appearance, but when I look at you, it’s as if Hui’er is really standing in front of me. What’s similar between you is the look on your face.”
Huang Beiyue bit her lip tightly, "So you used the alchemist's secret technique to change her and make her look like me?"
"That's right." Secretary Song smiled with a sense of accomplishment, smiling, but with a look of loneliness on his face, "It's a pity that her temper is nothing like Hui'er. When you pretended to be Honglian,
, I felt that this was the Hui'er I wanted, even if it was a substitute, it was what I longed for."
"Secretary Song! You are not human!" Huang Beiyue said angrily, "If my mother is still alive, she will never want to see you again! You are despicable and shameless, and you are not worthy of liking her at all!"
Secretary Song was startled, and then slowly said: "Yes, she also said this back then. She asked me to return the red lotus to the queen, otherwise, my identity will be exposed. She hates me and is disgusted with me.
, in this case, wouldn’t it be better to destroy her? I already have Honglian.”
"You are really a madman!" Huang Beiyue whispered, her throat a little hoarse.
"I'm crazy! I'm crazy for her! I put on that cursed mask because of her!" Secretary Song suddenly said sharply, "If the queen hadn't excluded her and asked her to marry that bastard Xiao Yuanyuan, how could I have been so cruel?
I’m determined to turn Honglian over! I do it all for her, but she never understands me!”
A fire god whip suddenly appeared in Huang Beiyue's hand, and she threw it angrily. Mi Song actually refused to dodge, and was knocked out by her whip. She fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood, but he laughed loudly.
"Yue'er, I really want to be nice to you. I swore in front of her that I would never hurt you, but why do you always go against me? If you are more obedient, I will be very, very nice to you!"
"I don't care if you treat me well!" Huang Beiyue strode over, pulled him up from the ground, and punched him firmly in the face. "From the moment you approached me, it was a mistake!"
The corners of her lips were broken, leaving a faint trace of blood, but Song Mi was still indifferent. He raised his eyes to look at her and smiled slowly: "This look is exactly the same."
"I am Huang Beiyue. If you miss her so much, go to hell!" A dazzling light of lightning suddenly flashed in Huang Beiyue's hand and stabbed straight into Secretary Song's chest!
It seemed that the lightning would penetrate his body and tear it to pieces, but suddenly a brilliant golden light emanated from his body, and with a bang and a huge push, Huang Beiyue violently withdrew!
His body hit a pillar and there was a dull pain in his chest.
A strong wind swept through the entire temple, and the flames of the burning candles were swaying. However, what was more dazzling than the flames were the golden feathers of the golden bird with flames!
Secretary Song stood up slowly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Ever since I put on the mask, life or death is no longer up to me."
Huang Beiyue stared coldly at him and the golden bird, spitting out a mouthful of blood, "It is said that even if the golden bird dies, it will be reborn from the fire. It has a yang nature and is a phoenix among mythical beasts."
"Since you know, why do you come to Guangyao Hall?" asked the Holy Lord.
A faint smile slowly appeared at the corner of her mouth, Huang Beiyue said: "Because of the promise I made."
