"Then...is your lady a fire cultivator?" Ling Luo wanted to confirm the question in her heart.
The corners of Luo Ge's lips curved into a beautiful curve, and his ice-blue eyes were like sea water, containing endless tenderness. He said, "I have never seen A Li attack anyone, and I can't detect her skills."
Not even Luo Ge, a martial spirit, could detect the reality of his wife?
Doesn’t this mean that A Li, the high priest of the Dongchen Kingdom, has a cultivation level far above that of Wu Ling?!
Ling Luo became suspicious and continued to ask: "Your Majesty, Madam Gui Geng?"
Luo Ge was stunned, a strange look flashed in his ice blue eyes. He looked at Ling Luo leisurely, with a touch of interest in his voice: "When did Luo'er start to have such a strong feeling for my deceased wife?"
Are you interested?"
Ling Luo raised his eyebrows and simply acted cowardly, with a hint of playfulness in his expression, and said: "Yes, I'm just interested, can't I?"
Luo Ge couldn't help but laugh, stretched out a hand and elegantly covered his thin lips.
The corners of Ling Luo's eyes twitched. Is this person snickering?
"Master Luo, you haven't answered my question yet?"
Seeing her confident and domineering appearance, Luo Ge's suppressed mood for many days did not get better, and even his cold handsome face became brighter.
"Ali got married to me when he was seventeen, and he was only twenty when he passed away." Speaking of his late wife, Luo Ge's icy eyes stared at Ling Luo intently, without blinking, "My late wife and I had a lovely little child.
My daughter’s name is Xun’er, she is three years old this year.”
Luo Bingyu once mentioned Xun'er's matter to her.
It's just that this time when the name was spoken from the bottom of Luo Ge's words, it seemed extra gentle and kind.
Wait a moment.
Ling Luo suddenly realized that there seemed to be one less person beside him.
If it were normal for him to take the initiative to say so many words to Luo Ge, Xuanyuan Yu would have rushed over uncontrollably, and he would inevitably make sarcastic remarks and become tense.
Why is it so quiet today?
She turned her head and found that Yu was not behind her. She glanced around the huge classroom several times, but she could not find him.
"Luo'er is looking for Xuanyuan?" Luo Ge looked at her anxious look and couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.
They hadn't seen each other for a while, but she already thought that if she was willing to give half of her thoughts to Xuanyuan to herself, he would be worth it even if he died.
"Ah? Well." Ling Luo's eyes were still searching everywhere, "Did you see him? In the blink of an eye, he disappeared without knowing where he was?"
The smile on Luo Ge's lips was a little forced, and he said: "Xuanyuan Yu is an adult and has a high level of cultivation. Something happened just now. Why should Luo'er worry?"
"Well, that's what you said." A melancholy smile appeared on Ling Luo's face, suddenly realizing that he had lost his composure.
Maybe I was used to having him by my side at all times, so I felt a little empty when I couldn't see him in the blink of an eye.
"Oh, by the way, there is another question." Ling Luo looked at Luo Ge and returned to the original topic, "How does Madam control Cang Yu's Eyes?"
"The Eyes of Cangyu are enshrined in the temple. Every morning, countless worshipers will come. At that time, Ali casts a spell, and the Eyes of Cangyu will emit red light that fills the sky, and worshipers can see in the light.
Go to the bank of the Wangchuan River in the underworld to see your deceased relatives and lovers."