There are no women, except for some people in special positions in the Temple of Light, it is rare to see women.
Therefore, at that moment, the attendant felt a little nervous and opened his mouth wide.
"Come--"
He opened his eyes wide in fear and wanted to shout for someone, but this word only made one sound, and the sound behind it was directly silenced. No sound was made. He stood there helplessly, watching.
As the Holy Son led these attendants, he walked past him.
Until this moment, when his whole body was stiff and he couldn't use magic as he wished, he realized in hindsight that something must have happened just now.
Yun Yu, Rong Xiyue and their father scanned the area around them, looking with satisfaction at the people around them who were looking at them with frightened and anxious eyes, but they couldn't speak, as if there was an invisible force.
His hands held them tightly.
And this invisible giant hand is the puppet mist created by Xiao Cong.
"Mom, are the onions great?"
When Xiao Cong saw the scenes around her, her tone was a bit proud and arrogant. She spoke in a milky voice without hesitation. As she spoke, she looked at Rong Xiyue with shining eyes.
It is the nature of children to want to be praised.
Rong Xiyue pinched Xiao Cong's cheeks as she walked inside, and at the same time placed a barrier around her for protection.
"Scallion is the smartest, the cutest, and the most annoying!"
As Rong Xiyue said this, she couldn't help but kiss the round, delicate and cute little face in front of her. There was a very satisfied smile on her face.
However, outside, under the first wave of puppet fog, these people were unprepared, so it was so easy to get the green onion, but if they went in all at once, there was no guarantee that it would be so smooth.
Following Yun Yu to the entrance of the hall, Yun Yu paused at the entrance, resting his hand on the door handle, and turned to look at Rong Xiyue, confirming her with his eyes.
Rong Xiyue nodded, while the father on the side already looked desperate.
"My soul-locking flute has long been thirsty and thirsty."
After Rong Mufeng said these words, Yun Yu pushed open the door inside.
This palace, which is dedicated to raising the royal tree, is different from other places. After opening the door, there is a huge courtyard inside, and the center of the courtyard is the royal tree.
The golden royal tree looks dazzling, the golden leaves look priceless, the beautiful crown, and the shining trunk.
This royal tree is surrounded by rich magical elements. There is no doubt that the original Oaks royal family spent a lot of hard work, time, and various magical qualities to cultivate this royal tree.
That's why it's so eye-catching.
"In such a magical place, there are no tree elves in the Royal Tree?"
When Rong Xiyue looked at the royal tree in front of her, she couldn't help but have this thought in her heart. After all, the tree she saw when she first arrived was not as rich as the royal tree in front of her.
Magic, but the flower spirit came out.
And it is really strange that the royal tree in front of us, surrounded by such rich magic, has not evolved into an elf.
As soon as Xiao Cong came in, he started to release the puppet mist quickly. There was no burden on his fair face so far, and he still looked full of fighting ability.
Not far from the royal tree, two men stood, and under the royal tree, stood a man in white. The white clothes on that man looked more complicated than the white clothes on Yun Yu.
too much.
And above his head, there is a golden fruit that looks like a curled-up doll with its eyes closed. The fruit is so golden that if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes and it was growing on a tree, it would be hard to believe that it was a fruit.
The fruit is not only because of its special shape, but also because it is so golden that it is more like a little doll plated with gold than a fruit.
When Rong Xiyue looked at the fruit, her mind suddenly thought of the ginseng fruit that appeared in "Journey to the West".
I remember when I first saw the description of the doll's form, I was still wondering how there could be such a magical fruit in this world. But now that I have seen it with my own eyes, the sneer and doubt in my heart have been wiped away.
I couldn't help but start to think about what kind of reaction Shang Yu would have had if he had eaten the royal fruit that existed like ginseng fruit.
The two attendants not far behind the Holy Lord of Light saw someone suddenly coming outside the door. Of course, they immediately turned their heads and looked there. When they saw it was Yun Yu, they were stunned for a moment, and then looked at them with vigilance.
Yun Yu.
"I wonder how the Holy Son came in?"
One of the attendants glanced toward the door that was still open. At this glance, he saw the attendants who were still standing outside. He didn't know why, but he was very vigilant.
This situation is really strange.
And because these two attendants were highly vigilant, when Xiao Cong's puppet mist spread and touched them, the two of them reacted immediately.
"what!"
The puppet mist's intention to invade their spiritual power was too obvious.
And the Holy Lord of Light seemed not to hear the movement here. He didn't even turn around to look at them. He still stood there with his hands behind his back and looked up at the royal tree in front of him.
The royal fruit hanging from it.
"Puppet fog."
After the two attendants realized the intention of the puppet fog, they began to gather their energy to resist with their own mental power. They did not attack Rong Xiyue and others first. At this time, the royal family who had been watching the
As a result, he didn't look back immediately, but he made a faint sound.
At this time, no matter how fast the puppet mist of Xiao Cong spread, it still did not touch the Holy Lord of Light, and he immediately laid a layer of isolation barrier around him.
Therefore, Xiao Cong's puppet mist cannot cover the Holy Lord of Light.
The two attendants were still fighting fiercely against the puppet mist, and they looked bad.
Rong Xiyue and others were on high alert, and Yun Yu and the Holy Lord of Light were completely at odds.
"Yunyu, aren't you going to pretend anymore?"
The Holy Lord of Light smiled and seemed to be even calmer than Yun Yu.