At this moment, Long Canghao held Mo Zhuyue's hand tightly. From his hand, a warm current of perseverance flowed into Mo Zhuyue's heart. She turned her head and looked at his side face and the contour lines of his face.
Feeling is an ultimate beauty, she discovered this beauty a long time ago.
Every time I look at it, I still can't stop sinking into it.
"Cang..."
Mo Zhuyue never thought of shouldering the heavy responsibility of the world. However, she had a heart of pity for the people of the world. Perhaps it was because of the blood of the gods in her body, or perhaps it was because she was pregnant at this moment, and her maternal halo developed to the greatest extent.
The reason for the time!
She didn't want to see anyone die, nor did she want to see the people in the world suffer.
If the last road is destined to open the door of the Temple of Heaven, then open it!
"Cang, no matter what happens, I will always be by your side."
Long Canghao lowered his head, and the eyes in his ink-colored eyes were about to drip out of water, indulging Mo Zhuyue in it.
"Yue'er, I will have no regrets in my life when I meet you."
That glance is enough.
I long to meet you in the season when camellias are in full bloom. The coldness of winter cannot take away the warmth you give me.
Mo Zhuyue suddenly looked up and looked at the Cangwei who was floating in the air that was about to turn into a ball of ethereal, and said, "Cangwei, you want to enter the Temple of Heavenly God, okay, as you wish."
Mo Zhuyue closed her eyes, and a bright halo between her eyebrows. The light shone on the earth, even more violent and strong than the scorching sun in July. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes had turned into snow.
Silver white, beautiful.
"The Temple of Heavenly Gods, I will use the bloodline of the gods to open it!"
With a loud shout, the earth shook, and the lake soaked in the blood of 400,000 people suddenly cracked a path from the middle. Then, a golden door shining brightly appeared in a place that was originally a huge pit.
.
The Temple of Heavenly Gods, the gate is underground.
After the eighteenth level of purgatory!
Only by passing through the eighteen levels of hell can you enter the Temple of Heaven and God and achieve the final perfection.
The next moment, the door slowly opened, and a golden light refracted from inside. Cang Wei in the sky was happy and hurriedly sneaked into the gate. He was about to enter the Temple of Heavenly God.
Mo Zhuyue and Long Canghao looked at each other, held hands, and entered the Temple of Heaven together.
At this time, a few bright lights flew from a distance and flew straight into Mo Zhuyue's space bracelet.
Yun Qingcheng was planning to chase after him, but suddenly he was caught by a person who appeared behind him. The man was wearing a black cloak with opinions, but he was not from Tianxingtang.
"Don't go in, go back quickly. Your country is in turmoil and you need to manage it."
After saying that, the man flashed straight and entered the Temple of Heavenly God.
Then, a black figure also entered the Temple of Heavenly God.
No one else went in. The gate of the Temple of Heaven was very majestic. The earth shook again when he was confined.
When the gate of the Temple of Heavenly God was closed, the gate of the Temple of Heavenly God also disappeared at any time. There was also a lake where 400,000 people were sacrificed.
Only a huge pit is left.
Everything seemed to have happened.
Spring is warm and flowers are blooming, the sun is bright, the air is fresh, and there is no cloud in the world.