"Chaos...Chaos actually got on my body and used my face!" Ling Luo shook her head, she could not accept this fact.
Xuanyuan Yu hugged her from behind, held her tightly in his arms, rested his chin on her thin shoulder, and said softly: "Yes, I am very surprised, Luo'er, you said you are Ling
Is it Luo himself, or Chaos, one of the ancient ferocious beasts?"
Ling Luo turned his head, glared at him fiercely, and said: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I be Chaos? My soul has been floating in the gap of time and space for an unknown amount of time, and I finally took over this body."
, if I were chaos, how could I be in such a miserable state?"
"Chaos? Where is Chaos!" When the humble dragon, who was rolling in the soft quilt, heard the name of his enemy, he suddenly became furious, escaped from the quilt, and jumped in front of the moonstone on the table.
"What the hell is this? You've blinded me! Why did that ugly thing from Chaos become like you, Xiaoluo!" Prison roared angrily.
Ling Luo turned his head and focused his eyes on the memory transformed from the moonstone again. His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were full of cold light, and he said coldly: "I don't know what this is. I can't believe that it has been here for thousands of years."
, Chaos is actually pushing against my face, and my body is doing evil, this is simply disgusting!"
"Speaking of doing evil -" Xuanyuan Yu was thoughtful, pondered for a while, and said, "I have read the eight hundred years of history of Tianyuan Continent, and there is no record of chaos descending to the mortal world to do evil."
Ling Luo snorted coldly and said: "If it hits my face, even if it does something, as long as it doesn't show its true self, no one will know that it is Chaos!"
Xuanyuan Yu nodded and said: "This makes sense. Why don't I go find Ke Zhong to check if there are any heinous sinners with the same appearance as you, Luo'er, in the past thousand years."
Looks exactly like her...
A thought suddenly flashed into Ling Luo's mind, and she was startled by her thought.
"Dongchen Kingdom." Three words came out of Xuanyuan Yu's mouth.
Ling Luo turned her head and looked at him steadily, her lips turning red: "You have thought of it too, right?"
Xuanyuan Yu's expression suddenly became serious, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes were as deep as black whirlpools.
"I remember reading in the Chronicles of Nations that the Dongchen Kingdom was founded five hundred years ago. Their people worshiped the gods and had the highest faith. The first spokesperson of the gods was the high priest in their country. The rights of the high priest
, it can be said that one person is inferior to ten thousand people, comparable to the emperor of Dongchen Kingdom."
Ling Luo looked at Xuanyuan Yu, with a layer of cold sweat on his palms, and said: "Luo Bingyu, the princess of Dongchen Kingdom, once talked to me in private and mentioned that the high priest of their country looked exactly like me, and every time
The high priests of every generation all have the same face."
"Yes, this is exactly what I am confused about." Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his black eyes and said in a deep voice, "Luo Ge's deceased wife was the previous high priest. Because you look very similar and have the same aura,
That’s why he will pester you without hesitation.”
A chill ran from the top of Ling Luo's head to the soles of her feet, causing her whole body to tremble.
"Bloody Dragon, let me ask you something."
"What's the matter?" Prison's eyes never moved away from the moonstone.