Will the hard work of Princess Qingliu, which has existed for thousands of years, finally turn into ashes and bubbles in the hands of these people who came in this time?
"Meng Shuo."
Just as General Meng Shuo was trying hard to control what he was thinking, and trying not to look at the burned mountains and forests in front of him, the voice of the high priest faintly appeared in his ears,
What's more, it was the first time in thousands of years that his name was called.
He turned around and saw the white-haired and black-robed woman standing next to him at some point.
The woman seemed to have not been out of the priest's hall for a long time, and she was a little uncomfortable with the bright light outside. The hood on the black robe was put on her head, blocking some of the light from her, but her whole body still seemed to be under the light.
It seems to have dissipated at any time.
"High Priest."
Meng Shuo didn't dare to look any further and hurriedly lowered his head and said respectfully.
"Tell me, after all these years, have I done something wrong?"
The woman tilted her head and looked at Meng Shuo. A strand of white hair on her cheek fell down mischievously. In the girl's slightly widened eyes, she seemed to have regained her former innocence, and those charming and lazy feelings disappeared like bubbles.
,
After so many years, her heart has not changed.
What has not changed is the love I have had for Rong Chimo for so many years and all my life.
It's a pity that man...
Meng Shuo seemed to have thought of something, his eyes flashed slightly, he hurriedly lowered his head and put away the thoughts in his eyes.
"correct."
The man's sonorous and firm words were just like his following and promise to the girl many years ago. No matter what she did, the general named Meng Shuo would always be behind her to protect her and follow him.
Hearing Meng Shuo's words, the high priest smiled softly, and the laughter like silver bells instantly echoed in his ears, as if he was overjoyed, and even felt like cheering.
"Well, that's right." She nodded to herself, looking at the huge fire burning on the mountains in front, her eyes narrowed, and the situation changed dramatically.
The innocence and romance in the eyes just now disappeared completely in this moment, as if they had never appeared before, without even a trace.
Meng Shuo couldn't help but feel a little stunned when he saw how she had changed in such a short time. He was filled with nostalgia for the innocent girl just now.
Just now, standing next to Meng Shuo, was Princess Qingliu, the youngest princess of the noble Sanglan Empire thousands of years ago. She was proud, stunning, naughty, but affectionate.
Now, standing next to Meng Shuo is the most noble high priest in the pagoda, the god who dominates everything in the pagoda! She is still arrogant and stunning, but now she is mature, cool, calm, and charming. The only thing that is not
What has changed is still the deep affection.
Rong Xiyue was on the black cloud beast, looking down from a high position, looking at the white-haired woman in black robes who appeared like a ghost below.
The woman's face looked exactly like Princess Qingliu in the fantasy world.
She is the one who created such a magical place of witchcraft as the Pagoda Gate!
At this moment, in Rong Xiyue's heart, in addition to anger and the same arrogance, there was also a trace of admiration.
Princess Qingliu became the current high priest just to tolerate Chimo. Her love is so deep that it is touching. However, she tried to use herself to unlock her own witchcraft and formation diagram.
, unforgivable!
"Little girl, his descendant, can you kill me and take him away? Haha."
There was a coldness in the high priest's voice, and a gust of wind happened to blow by. The strange wind from nowhere blew her hood down.
Suddenly, white hair flew into the sky. The woman's floor-length white hair looked particularly strange under the black robe.
She has such weird white hair and black robe, but her face is absolutely beautiful.
"I didn't say I wanted to take anyone away from you."
Rong Xiyue is not as cold and stern as that woman. Her phoenix eyes are curved, with a sweet and intoxicating smile, which makes people feel warm in their hearts. She is dressed in a green shirt, with a blazing fire behind her.
Qingshan, of course, at this time, Qingshan is not here, but her green shirt is still the same.
The high priest looked at the face of the young man in front of him, which was almost identical to her brother Chi Mo, and his eyes flashed slightly. Looking at such a face, it really made people want to tear that face to pieces with their own hands.
No one can be like her brother Chi Mo. Her brother Chi Mo is unique in the world.
"Do you know?" The high priest took a step forward, her fingers were twisted into an orchid shape, her eyebrows were raised slightly, and her black and loose black robe slid down slightly, revealing the pure white skirt of the woman underneath.
You can vaguely see that it is a white gauze skirt, beautiful white. It is not difficult to imagine how gorgeous the woman would be if she took off the black robe and wore this white dress.
Just like the white dress worn by Princess Qingliu that she saw for the first time in the arena in that fantasy world.
Pure white, clean, the purity and beauty proclaimed in those years.
Now, she was covering it up with a black robe.
Rong Xiyue glanced at the white dress under the high priest, and the smile in her eyes became more and more obvious.
"I have no idea."
When the high priest heard Rong Xiyue's words, he also smiled. Then, his eyebrows froze, "Your face should not be yours. Since it is not yours, then it will be destroyed."
As soon as her lazy voice fell, there was no wind behind her, and she quickly took out a beautiful cucurbit silk from her wide robe. The exquisite handle of the cucurbit silk was inlaid with various gems, and she held it in the hands of the black and white high priest.
Inside, it looks particularly bright.
Baili Ziyu and Zong Qing instantly put up a protective barrier in front of Rong Xiyue.
Rong Xiyue took a step back, and the two little ginsengs were so scared that they hid behind Rong Xiyue.
Little Ginseng should be afraid. After all, this high priest is the god in this pagoda.
The high priest smiled evilly, turned his hand in a smooth arc, and made a beautiful gesture. His fingers moved slightly, his red lips slightly opened, and a beautiful music sound came from the cucurbit silk, which made people addicted.
Meng Shuo took a step back, holding the sword in his hand and drawing something on the ground.
When Baili Ziyu heard the music, she frowned and immediately picked up the green flute to fight against it.
Not long after, Rong Xiyue saw countless insects flying from all directions, in the sky and on the ground.
The darkness rushed over.
Rong Xiyue stroked her chin with her right hand,
Gu insect~~
The sound of Baili Ziyu's flute was obviously no match for the high priest. Although the insects paused in mid-air, they still could not restrain their forward pressing momentum.
Rong Xiyue still didn't move.
Mengbi Beast was impatient, roared wildly, and rushed towards the high priest. He hit the Gu insects with his flaming fists. Xiaobai followed and continued to fan the wind, whistling tongues of fire,