To be fair, although the two sides were in different battle camps, Gong Ao had some appreciation for this young man.
How many people in this world have the courage to venture into the Holy City alone?!
As the successor of the future great priest of punishment, Gong Ao naturally has his pride, and there are naturally only a few people who can catch his eye.
"How do you want me to pay you back?!" Gong Ao asked loudly.
He was direct, and Mo Li was even more direct than him.
"I want to see the Great Priest of Punishment, please His Royal Highness the Son to introduce me to you!"
"Only you?!" The red-clothed priest on the side looked full of contempt.
Li Li didn't even look at the red-clothed priest, and added calmly, "If the great priest doesn't see me, he will regret it for the rest of his life!"
The red-clothed priest on the side was about to speak, but Gong Ao had already raised his right hand before him, "Wait a moment, I will go in and inform the master!"
Although Gong Ao is young, he has the status of the Holy Son. He has already spoken. How dare others say anything more.
Li Qiye did not say thank you.
Since it was him who returned the favor to her, why should she say thank you?!
Gong Ao turned around and walked into the red temple. After a moment, he turned around and turned back. Without saying anything, he just turned slightly to let go of the towering temple door behind him.
"please!"
Raising his hand to receive the Winged Tiger into the monster space, Mo Li climbed up the steps, slightly raised the hem of his robe, and stepped across the tall threshold of the Temple of Punishment.
Gong Ao followed closely and the dark red palace door slowly closed tightly.
Inside the hall, the floor is black and the walls are white, empty and quiet.
On both sides of the hall, rows of red candles as thick as arms burned silently on bronze candlesticks, illuminating the entire hall.
At the north end, on the black stone steps, a red curtain hangs low. Behind the curtain, on a blood-red throne, an old man sits solemnly.
Through the bead curtain, Mo Li could not see his face clearly. He could only see the blood-like red robe on his body. Even if it was dyed with candlelight, it did not have a gentle color. It was still as lifeless and cold as this hall.
.
"Ao'er advised me to give you a chance. I hope you won't let me down!"
Behind the bead curtain, the great priest of punishment spoke in a deep voice.
"Of course not!" Li Li smiled and stared at the red jade bead curtain that looked like blood drops, "I think I should be the first person to threaten you after the great priest takes office!"
Candlelight, windless automatic.
The chill instantly overflowed from behind the bead curtain, wrapping Mo Li in the hall like invisible ice water.
That was the murderous intention released by the great priest of punishment!
Not to mention threatening him, who else has spoken to him like this since he came to power?!
Feeling the pressure released by his master, Gong Ao couldn't help but frown secretly.
Li Mo Li's waist was still straight and not bent at all, "I want you to let Xu Zixiao, Lin Niuer and the others go!"
There is a sense of confidence in her body, and that confidence cannot be ignored even by the great priest who punishes her.
"Why?!" the great priest asked.
"The great priest should still remember what happened in the Snow Valley south of Sao Feng City!" Mo Li said calmly, "You think, what if the corpses of the ghosts who died that night suddenly appeared in the cities of the entire Ming Kingdom or even the entire Eastern Continent?
, what will the believers in the temple think?!"
The high priest must be a smart person, and Li Li believes that he can understand what she means without saying too much nonsense.
The divine religion has been propagating that all heretics and alien races have been eliminated.
If the news that the ghost clan is still alive spreads throughout the world, the prestige of the temple will naturally be greatly reduced.
This was a big gamble, and she bet that the great priest did not dare to take the risk. To be fair, although the two sides were in different camps, Gong Ao had some appreciation for this young man.
How many people in this world have the courage to venture into the Holy City alone?!
As the successor of the future great priest of punishment, Gong Ao naturally has his pride, and there are naturally only a few people who can catch his eye.
"How do you want me to pay you back?!" Gong Ao asked loudly.
He was direct, and Mo Li was even more direct than him.
"I want to see the Great Priest of Punishment, please His Royal Highness the Son to introduce me to you!"
"Only you?!" The red-clothed priest on the side looked full of contempt.
Li Li didn't even look at the red-clothed priest, and added calmly, "If the great priest doesn't see me, he will regret it for the rest of his life!"
The red-clothed priest on the side was about to speak, but Gong Ao had already raised his right hand before him, "Wait a moment, I will go in and inform the master!"
Although Gong Ao is young, he has the status of the Holy Son. He has already spoken. How dare others say anything more.
Li Qiye did not say thank you.
Since it was him who returned the favor to her, why should she say thank you?!
Gong Ao turned around and walked into the red temple. After a moment, he turned around and turned back. Without saying anything, he just turned slightly to let go of the towering temple door behind him.
"please!"
Raising his hand to receive the Winged Tiger into the monster space, Mo Li climbed up the steps, slightly raised the hem of his robe, and stepped across the tall threshold of the Temple of Punishment.
Gong Ao followed closely and the dark red palace door slowly closed tightly.
Inside the hall, the floor is black and the walls are white, empty and quiet.
On both sides of the hall, rows of red candles as thick as arms burned silently on bronze candlesticks, illuminating the entire hall.
At the north end, on the black stone steps, a red curtain hangs low. Behind the curtain, on a blood-red throne, an old man sits solemnly.
Through the bead curtain, Mo Li could not see his face clearly. He could only see the blood-like red robe on his body. Even if it was dyed with candlelight, it did not have a gentle color. It was still as lifeless and cold as this hall.
.
"Ao'er advised me to give you a chance. I hope you won't let me down!"
Behind the bead curtain, the great priest of punishment spoke in a deep voice.
"Of course not!" Li Li smiled and stared at the red jade bead curtain that looked like blood drops, "I think I should be the first person to threaten you after the great priest takes office!"
Candlelight, windless automatic.
The chill instantly overflowed from behind the bead curtain, wrapping Mo Li in the hall like invisible ice water.
That was the murderous intention released by the great priest of punishment!
Not to mention threatening him, who else has spoken to him like this since he came to power?!
Feeling the pressure released by his master, Gong Ao couldn't help but frown secretly.
Li Mo Li's waist was still straight and not bent at all, "I want you to let Xu Zixiao, Lin Niuer and the others go!"
There is a sense of confidence in her body, and that confidence cannot be ignored even by the great priest who punishes her.
"Why?!" the great priest asked.
"The great priest should still remember what happened in the Snow Valley south of Sao Feng City!" Mo Li said calmly, "You think, what if the corpses of the ghosts who died that night suddenly appeared in the cities of the entire Ming Kingdom or even the entire Eastern Continent?
, what will the believers in the temple think?!"
The high priest must be a smart person, and Li Li believes that he can understand what she means without saying too much nonsense.
The divine religion has been propagating that all heretics and alien races have been eliminated.
If the news that the ghost clan is still alive spreads throughout the world, the prestige of the temple will naturally be greatly reduced.
This was a big gamble, and she didn't dare to take the risk on this great priest.