949. Chapter 949 The gathering of wind and clouds [6]
"I can't control that much anymore." Queen Yin said sadly, "Weiyang, Yi'er doesn't understand at all how painful it is to be swallowed up by the underworld and become a monster like us. How can I just watch him in pain?
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"But His Majesty just said..." Weiyang still hesitated.
Queen Yin smiled sadly and said: "He has stopped loving each other. His feelings for a person will soon fade away. As long as Huang Beiyue doesn't show up, I bet that within a month, Yi'er will not be like this."
It’s intense.”
After hearing this, Weiyang nodded and slowly retreated.
"Wei Yang." Queen Yin seemed to have remembered something, and called Wei Yang again, saying: "Go to see Ling Zun and tell him that the mercenary Wang Ling has appeared again. Hasn't he always wanted to investigate the mercenary union?
This might be a good opportunity."
"Yes." Weiyang accepted the order and went down immediately.
Queen Yin leaned on the back of her chair and said quietly: "Mercenary Wang Ling... Wentian, this was originally your thing..."
Guangyao Hall
Birds were flying in the low sky, shrouded in long white clouds, and a peaceful and soft light shone from the bright temple.
Plop——
A stone fell into the fountain, causing countless golden splashes.
"Why is Lord Honglian so angry here?" Meng Qitian, who was walking from a distance, happened to see Honglian beside the fountain taking the sacred spring water to vent his anger and throwing stones into it one by one.
When Hong Lian saw him, she didn't have a good expression. She sat down by the fountain arrogantly, raised her finger and pointed at the Temple of Light, and asked: "Meng Qitian, they say you are a know-it-all, so just tell me, Mo Lian knelt down in the Temple of Light.
Three days, why?”
"I've said it all, I know the heaven and the earth, but I don't know the human heart. Besides, it's a person like Lord Mo Lian, how can I understand him?" Meng Qitian shook his head helplessly and smiled, looking at the temple, but there was something more in his eyes.
A deep meaning.
Honglian couldn't see through the deep meaning in his eyes at all, so she just said disdainfully: "It's useless!"
Meng Qitian did not explain, but smiled slightly and asked: "Sir Red Lotus, I want to go in to meet the Holy Lord, will you go with me?"
"I'm not going! I get angry when I see Mo Lian like that!" Hong Lian snorted coldly, jumped down from the fountain, and walked away.
Meng Qitian shook his head and walked towards the Temple of Light.
The Temple of Light is built at the highest place, towering into the clouds. From a distance, it looks like it is in the clouds. It is especially sacred when it is illuminated by the sun.
Standing in front of the Temple of Light, the whole person seemed like a tiny ant, not worth mentioning at all.
Pushing open the tall temple door, the echo of the door opening came from the silent temple, creaking and squeaking, and it felt very empty.
Meng Qitian slowly walked in. Along the way, the temple was lit with dazzling lights, which made the gold on the walls and floor of the temple shine particularly brightly.
The passage of the temple is very long, as long as life, and at the end is the place where the Holy King is. Under the shroud of countless brilliant lights, it is so sacred that it is impossible to look directly at it.
At this moment, among the lights, there was a stubborn and lonely black figure kneeling, motionless in the lights, as if he had become one of the thousands of stone statues in the temple.
As expected, I'm kneeling here...
Meng Qitian sighed softly, walked up quickly, walked around Mo Lian, and walked towards the depths of the temple. He knelt down and lowered his head, not daring to raise his head to look at the figure behind the heavy gauze curtain.
