The man was wearing a white robe, not the dazzling white like snow that Wei Yang likes, but a very comfortable white of cotton itself. The color was similar to the white clothes on Zi Tong, more like the moon.
The color is gentle and comfortable, not glaring at all.
His stature is very tall, almost similar to Beichen.
The hood on the robe covered her long hair, and from the perspective of her purple eyes, she could only see the side of the other person's face covered with a hood.
His forehead was in the shadow of the hood, his eyes were covered with a scarf, and only his eyebrows and eyes were exposed.
Her eyebrows are white, her thick eyelashes are also white, and the skin exposed between the shadow and veil is as white as pure snow, as clean and transparent as if it were made of ice and snow.
Then, amidst such whiteness, there is a dazzling color.
His eyes are the same color as violet, and the pupils are crystal clear and transparent.
Purple Eyes came to Central Continent from Beizhou and saw people with various hair colors and eye colors. This is the only person with purple eyes like her.
Of course, it's not exactly the same.
The color of the purple pupils is darker and deeper, but the eye color of the "young priest" as the Nanzhou Guild calls it is much lighter than hers, a very gorgeous light purple.
Except for his eyebrows and eyes, the young priest didn't have any skin exposed, and even his palms were covered by the wide sleeves of his robe.
Another face-covering party?!
Zi Tong blinked her eyes to get a glimpse of his appearance.
However, when she unleashed her clairvoyance ability, she was shocked to find that the seemingly thin layer of white cotton on the young priest's face was still in front of her eyes.
Her see-through eyes couldn't see through him?!
After living two lives, this is the first time Zi Tong has encountered him.
She was secretly shocked.
At this time, the young priest's pair of crystal eyes had moved in her direction, and his face turned slightly towards her.
Their eyes met in mid-air.
A very faint ripple flashed in the young priest's eyes.
Purple pupils caught that look, and it seemed that he was also a little surprised.
Are you surprised that her eyes have the same color as his?!
Zi Tong guessed.
The young priest looked away and gently raised his left hand wrapped in the sleeve of his robe. Everyone in the Nanzhou Guild immediately stood up from the ground.
The young priest's purple eyes fell calmly on Shen Tianhao, who was rolling around in pain on the ground, "Anyone who destroys Tu Teng will be punished by God. He is the one who destroyed Tu Teng."
"Gu Luocheng, what else do you have to say?!" The red-haired boy standing behind him immediately shouted angrily.
In Nanzhou, priests are sacred and inviolable, and are God's messengers in the world. The young priest is their most trusted person.
Now that Shen Tianhao was punished by God for destroying the vines, everyone in the Nanzhou Guild immediately began to attack Tiangu Tuan.
"Brother, save me!"
Shen Tianhao felt cramps in his stomach, so he just pulled the corner of Gu Luocheng's robe and asked him for help.
"Hmph!" Chen Wenbin looked at his former good friend Shen Tianhao, "You deserve it! Who asked you to do such a thing as betraying your friends!"
Purple pupils squinted at him and narrowed her purple eyes to look at Gu Luocheng, "President Gu, the person who framed my Heaven-Slaying Guild in this way has a grudge because I snatched your new king before, right?!"
Gu Luocheng's eyes swept over the young priest, Beichen and Zitong, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
Lifting his foot, Gu Luocheng kicked Shen Tianhao, who was holding the corner of his robe, out of his queue.