The weather was a bit cloudy that day. When Lu Shanshan woke up, Gong Xueyi had not come back yet, and the restlessness that had lingered in her heart for the past few days became more obvious.
She was lying in Hongchen's arms, her dark and clear eyes wide open, not sleepy at all.
The only thing that made her happy was that today was her last day in the Holy Land.
Hongchen's eyes were slightly closed, and his slender and slightly cold hands moved slowly on her body with a certain rhythm, which made Lu Shanshan very comfortable.
Being in this person's arms is the most beautiful and happy thing. It would be even better if there were no more worries.
After lying quietly for a while, Lu Shanshan reached out and pressed Hong Chen's hand, and then said with a smile: "It's better to get up... I still need to prepare clothes for Xue Yi. It's not good to be late for someone else's wedding banquet after all.
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Little did she know that the current Holy Land had long since turned into a mess.
The reason is simple...the Son is missing.
After the disappearance of the Bride and Saint, the Son and the Holy Word disappeared again.
Holy Lord Lingwei's first reaction was that something unexpected had happened to the Holy Word... There had been too many bad things happening to the Holy Land recently, so it's no wonder he thought so.
But Saintess Lingjun is not like this.
Her first reaction was that Shengyan disliked her and was unwilling to marry her, and regretted it at the critical moment of getting married.
This conjecture made her face distorted with anger, and she wished she could immediately tie Shengyan to her and give him a good beating.
The wedding is approaching and it is absolutely impossible to live without the groom. Moreover, this wedding is of great significance to the Holy Word.
This was not only a major event in his life when he married a wife and had children, but it was also the first time the Holy Word appeared on the stage, and the first time he announced his true identity as the Son of God and the Son of Salvation.
This is extremely important to the Word.
But……
They searched everywhere, but they could not find the Holy Word.
Ling Weiqi's eyes turned black. He had been the Holy Master for so many years and had always been stable. However, recently, so many things had happened that were difficult for him to control and unable to solve.
The foundation of the holy land, the ancient cave of Yin Temple was destroyed... my daughter was raped...
However, for the former, he knew who the enemy was and could not take revenge; for the latter, he did not even know who the enemy was, let alone take revenge.
Time is passing slowly.
The wedding starts soon.
When the Holy Lord Spiritual Power could not find the Holy Word, he finally had to look for the saint who could predict life and death.
He expected the Saint to tell him where the Holy Word of the Son was...
He went to the star-catching platform in person.
Many disciples were guarding the Star Reaching Platform, and the entire Star Reaching Platform seemed very deserted.
The saint lived a long life and had already abstained from grains. He also liked peace and quiet, so few people disturbed him during normal days.
The Holy Lord Lingwei walked step by step towards the star-catching platform. As soon as he went up, he saw the Holy One with his back turned to him, his head lowered, as if he was deep in thought.
The tip of his nose faintly smelled the smell of blood. Holy Lord Lingwei frowned, bent down and saluted: "Lord Saint, Holy Lord Lingwei, I have something to ask for."
The saint's body didn't even move, and no one responded.
Lingwei was already anxious, but now that he was so blatantly ignored by the saint, he felt even more angry.
"Lord Saint, the Holy Lord has the power of spirit. I have something to ask for."
Holding back the anger in his heart, he repeated it again.
However, the saint still ignored him.
With a 'swish---', Holy Lord Lingwei stood up with a distorted expression: "Holy One, even if you don't like me, I am still the Holy Lord of the Holy Land, right? As long as you fail to replace me
, you must face me...you are like this now..."
Lingwei said and suddenly stopped.
He opened his eyes wide and felt that something was wrong. The saint's back seemed a little stiff. Moreover, he said that for so long, the saint didn't even move.
Are you practicing?
At this moment, for some reason... maybe his intuition had vaguely sensed that something was wrong, and the hands under his sleeves were trembling slightly.
He slowly took a few steps forward and reached out to poke the saint. The saint's body tilted and fell to the side without any warning.
Holy Lord Lingwei suddenly lost his voice and his vision went dark, as if he was about to fall down.
His body trembled slightly, and he was stunned as he looked at the saint lying on the ground.
Don't know what to do.
He is truly a Holy Lord who has never been seen before or since.
He is truly the most unlucky Holy Lord in the world.
How can it be considered something... To the Holy Land, all the extraordinary things have been overtaken by him.
The Holy Land has existed for a full 100,000 years.
For a hundred thousand years, the Yin Temple Ancient Cave has been fine, but something happened here.
For tens of thousands of years, the saint who could predict the future and was extremely famous on the mainland had always been revered in the Holy Land. Now, he is dead!
Dead!!!
This is worse than the disappearance of the Holy Word, which leaves Lingwei at a loss.
At this moment, he even wanted to give up his position as Holy Lord to someone else.
He has vaguely sensed that the end of the Holy Land is coming...
If the Holy Land is destroyed in his hands, he will not hesitate to die!!!
no……
No, on such an important day, people must not discover that the Saint is dead... If discovered, the status of the Holy Land in Apocalypse Continent will definitely be reduced.
Lingwei stretched out his hand to arrange the saint's body and shouted:
"Someone is coming!!!"
The disciples of the Holy Land who were guarding under the star-catching platform immediately came forward: "Lord Holy Lord."
"Before this Holy Lord came, who else had visited the Holy One?"
"The guests from Qingfengzhai from Wufang City!"
Lingwei's expression changed dramatically, his eyes were filled with flames of hatred, and his hands under his sleeves continued to tighten.
Five square cities!
Demon Lord, Red Dust!!!
It's them again!!! Come to think of it, the saint has lived for so long and has very good cultivation. If he were an ordinary person, how could he just kill him?
His spiritual power swears to God today that in the future, the Holy Land and Wufang City will fight until death!!!
He forced himself to swallow the smell of blood that surged from his throat. It was rare for Lingwei to cover up such a big thing. After shooing away the disciples of the Holy Land, he left with an expression on his face. Before leaving, he also ordered no one to disturb the saint.
The death of the Saint made Lingwei no longer have any hope of finding the whereabouts of the Holy Word.
Even the saint is dead... What can happen to the holy words that have just been fused with the golden silkworm Gu?
Son of salvation?
Oh, what about the son of salvation?
A long time ago, they always thought that the Yin Temple Ancient Cave was a forbidden treasure land in the Holy Land. They felt that it was protected by so many heroic spirits from their predecessors, and they felt that it would be able to exist in the Apocalypse Continent like a Holy Land. What was the result?
In his understanding, the saint is not only powerful and noble, but when has he ever thought that the saint can die?
There is no greater sorrow than heartbreak. At this time, Lingwei had a mentality of breaking the jar and breaking it.
but……
No matter how miserable the inside of the Holy Land is, he will not let the world see the joke of the Holy Land.
Therefore, he raised his voice and said to the disciples in the Holy Land: "Come here...please ask the Holy Son and the Holy Light to come to see me quickly."
Shengguang drank a lot of wine all night and was not in good spirits. When he came in front of Holy Lord Lingwei, there was a strong smell of alcohol, and Lingwei almost couldn't help but slap him.
"Holy Light, go change your wedding robe and marry Ling'er."
"What did you say?"
Shengguang suddenly opened his eyes wide. He still hoped that after Shengyan and Lingjun got married, he would leave the Holy Land with Drunken Light, but what was going on in front of him?
The Holy Lord's face was gloomy, as gloomy as if he could drip water: "The Holy Word is missing... The Holy One is dead. When all the forces are waiting for the wedding in the Holy Land... what do you think... what should you do? You
What can be done?”
"What? Yan'er... is still a saint... no... no..."
‘Pa---’ This time, Holy Lord Spiritual Power really slapped Holy Light.
"Stop that look of yours... No matter what, the face of the Holy Land is the most important thing now... These things will have to wait until the wedding is over, and we will investigate slowly."
Lingwei's words were like a muffled thunder striking into Shengguang's mind, almost making him stunned.
He looked at Lingwei blankly and nodded blankly, his face and eyes full of heartache and disbelief.
Lingwei waved his hand: "Okay, the time is almost up... Go and change clothes quickly."
After speaking, he looked at Sheng Guang's figure. His usually straight body seemed to be bent a bit, and his whole person looked much older and more decadent.
Such a holy place... is really a mess.
The wedding has begun.
Lu Shanshan hadn't found Gong Xueyi yet. She went to Shengguang, but there was no one there, not even Zui Fuguang.
"Have you ever met the Young City Master of Wufang City?"
"No……"
"Excuse me, have you seen the Holy Son of Light and his maid, Drunken Light?"
"The Holy Son was summoned by the Holy Lord, but the drunk girl didn't see him."
What happened?
What happened?
How come Gong Xueyi disappeared?
"Could she have gone to the banquet?"
Seeing her anxious look, Hongchen couldn't help but stretched out his hand to smooth her eyebrows and said in a slow voice.
Lu Shanshan was startled for a moment, twitched the corners of her lips, and smiled at Hongchen: "Sorry... I care but I am confused."
Hongchen didn't say anything and didn't have much expression on his face.
The Holy Land is one of the two peak forces in Tianqi Continent.
This time the Holy Son and the Holy Lady got married, so many people came and the scene was very spectacular.
However, most of the people who can come to the Holy Land to watch the ceremony are people of high status.
Lu Shanshan searched through the many guests one by one but could not find Gong Xueyi. However, she also wasted a lot of time. Before she could leave to find Gong Xueyi elsewhere, the wedding had already started.
She can no longer move around easily, so she can only follow the crowd and not sincerely congratulate the newlyweds.
Lingwei was afraid that someone would cause trouble at the wedding and was nervous, but what was rare was that it turned out to be calm.
Then, when "Two Bows to Heaven and Earth..." sounded, a sound that broke through the sky came.
Before anyone had time to react, a flying knife accurately fixed the bride's hijab on the mahogany pillar. The beautiful face of Saint Lingjun was immediately exposed to everyone's sight. Most people sighed at her beauty.
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At this time, there was a "swish" sound, and many white pieces of paper appeared from nowhere, falling from the sky and flying everywhere.
Everyone picked one up and looked at it, and their expressions suddenly changed...it was actually...an erotic picture with Saint Lingjun as the protagonist.