Xuanyuan Yu shrugged and said, "I don't have a problem. If I don't eat enough, I'll make up for it later."
Chunbai was a little unhappy, but Ling Luo still threw her into Xuanyuan Yu's hat, holding a large piece of dried meat in her hand.
"Master, what is this? It's really delicious." Pure White drooled, chewing on the fur hat while babbling.
"It's meat, mutton." Ling Luo explained with a smile.
This big white hairy ball had only eaten Yulingxue Zhi before when he was in the cave at the center of the earth. Naturally, he did not like the fireworks of the world.
"What is a sheep?" A certain Bai Qiu'er persisted.
"E...is a kind of poultry in the human world, and its meat is edible."
"The world is really nice." Her pure white eyes were full of worry, with a greedy look on her face, "I like the world."
The Bingyao Temple is one thousand meters due east. The two of them arrived not long after walking.
The temple is entirely made of tens of thousands of years of ice. It is dozens of meters high. Its sharp shape reaches straight into the sky, making people feel awe at the first sight.
In front of the temple, there were thousands of worshipers. They were extremely devout. Facing the high icy stairs, they knelt down and kowtowed at each step, chanting divine words and begging for the return of the high priest.
Ling Luo lowered her black hat and blended in with the crowd.
It was impossible for her to worship an imaginary god, let alone kneel down to Luo Ge's late wife Ali. She simply followed another row of people and walked directly up the high stairs and entered the temple.
The hall on the first floor of the temple is very tall, with a gorgeous ice ornament hanging in the center, like a light ice flower.
In the main hall, more people were kneeling and prostrate.
Ling Luo raised her head and looked up at the beautiful ice sculpture at the top of the temple.
The woman on the ice sculpture has exactly the same eyebrows as her, but has a different pair of compassionate eyes.
Such an ice sculpture makes one unable to help but be impressed by its holy light at first glance.
This is the high priest of the Dongchen Kingdom, who supports the supreme belief of the Dongchen people and is the only goddess in their hearts!
However, there is more than one ice sculpture of the high priest. The one that Ling Luo saw just now is the largest one and should be the first generation high priest.
Behind the first-generation high priest, there are a total of seventeen statues scattered around. Each one has the same appearance, but each one has a different expression.
It can be seen that each high priest has a different character, and the one of Ali has a bit more heroism and enchantment between his eyebrows.
Ling Luo sighed softly, this must be Luo Ge's wife.
After taking a closer look, I realized that A Li's eyes were indeed somewhat similar to mine, and even the charm was quite similar.
Xuanyuan Yu stood beside Ling Luo and also stared at A Li's ice sculpture.
"Yu, do I look like her?"
Xuanyuan Yu narrowed his black eyes, flashing a dangerous light, and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't look like that."
Ling Luo asked doubtfully: "How is it different?"
"It's nothing like you." Xuanyuan Yu's tone was determined, "Just because I can recognize you at a glance among thousands of people in the vast world, I recognize you."
Very stubborn and paranoid.
But his attitude made her happy.
The corners of Ling Luo's lips raised slightly, and the smile spread to her eyes, and said: "Yu, if one day someone who looks exactly like me appears in this world, will you still recognize me?"