It wasn't until dusk when the Chinese lanterns in the palace were lit that Li Qiye walked out of the room again.
Her face was still as calm as before, but her eyes were red as if she had stayed up for several nights.
Glancing at Zhuo Yang and others standing outside the door, Mo Li stopped on the steps.
"Fox Bai, Niu Mang!"
"Yes!" Hu Bai and Niu Mang agreed at the same time.
"You two, rush to the Ninth Level Purgatory immediately and tell Madam Bai and other clan leaders to be ready to send troops!" Mo Li looked sideways at Cangshan Xue, "Xiaoxue, I want you to leave immediately and return to Qincheng to meet Nangong Xiao.
Let’s mobilize our troops together!”
"Zixiao and Chen Li, you two are responsible for investigating Xia Shijue's activities. In addition, I want you to do your best to find Gong Ao as soon as possible!"
"Mei, you are responsible for bringing all the ghost tribes to Qincheng!"
She raised her palms to signal everyone not to ask questions, and gave orders one after another.
It wasn't until everything was arranged that she looked around at everyone again.
"I will tell you the answer now, I will...attack the Holy Mountain! I know you are all worried about me, but now is not the time to worry about me. The Pope is dead. The temple is now at its weakest, and it is also the easiest time for us.
When I get it, I don’t want to miss this opportunity, and I think you are the same as me!”
How could she let that person give up his life for a chance to slip away?!
She took a deep breath and looked up at the night sky.
There are no stars in the sky. In the eastern sky, the moon is like a line, but it is extremely bright.
Staring at the slender moon, the man's face once again appeared in front of his eyes.
"Whether Mingyue is there or not, everything will continue as he wishes!"
She whispered, as if she was telling a story, but her tone was as deep as an oath.
Mei picked up her robe and knelt down on the ground, "From now on, Mei will follow the young master to the death and level the sacred mountain to destroy the temple!"
Cangshan Xue, Hu Bai, Niu Mang, Xu Zixiao, Chen Li, Lin Niuer... all of them knelt down beside him.
"Follow the young master to the death, level the sacred mountain and destroy the temple!"
"Okay!" Li Qiye looked away from the sky, "Now, follow my instructions and everything will go according to the original plan!"
"Yes!" Everyone agreed in unison, stood up from the ground at the same time, and left separately to carry out her order.
Zhuoyang was the only one left by the door.
"It seems it's time for me to leave!" Zhuo Yang walked to a place two steps away from Mo Li, "According to the plan, the ship should be almost ready by this time. I can arrive within half a month.
Qincheng!"
"Okay!" Mo Li nodded lightly, "Yi Yang, thank you!"
"You're welcome between us!" Zhuo Yang smiled faintly, "What's more, the temple is also my enemy!"
"I know!" Li Li looked at the sky again, "I say this thank you for Mingyue!"
Zhuoyang nodded and looked at her pale face. He subconsciously raised his arms to hug her. Halfway through, he turned his arms into a hug and patted her gently on the arm.
"Xiao Li, take care, we...see you in Qincheng!"
"See you in Qincheng!"
"I'm leaving!" Zhuoyang retracted his palm, turned around and took two steps, then suddenly stopped and turned to her, "I forgot, there is one more thing I want to tell you, we...will always be best friends.
And brother!”
Mo Li was slightly startled, then nodded solemnly, "Good brother, take care!"