"Senior Brother Li, is it my turn?" Hearing that familiar voice, Li Huowang's body trembled violently.
When he raised his head, he saw Bai Lingmiao with ribbons covering her eyes.
Li Huowang looked at her, remembering the steamed buns she had brought to him at Qingfengguan, and remembering everything along the way. As he recalled, his expression gradually became painful.
"Why...why!! Why is this happening!!"
At this moment, Bai Lingmiao reached out and gently pried off Li Huowang's hand that was tightly holding his head. "Senior Brother Li, is it my turn?"
"No! Not yet! Not yet! Let's go! Let's get out of here!!" He didn't know where to escape, but his instinct drove him to leave this suffocating environment.
Li Huowang pulled Bai Lingmiao and kept running through his cultivation ability. The surrounding environment kept changing. One moment he came to Daqi, another moment he came to Tianchen, and then he came to Houshu in the blink of an eye.
But no matter where he ran, the thing he was avoiding always followed him.
Li Huowang kept running away, passing through all the places he had traveled to, but as he ran, his speed became slower and slower.
Finally, when he returned to Qingfeng Temple, which was blackened by the fire, he finally had no way to escape.
Looking at the three black statues of gods behind the altar table, Li Huowang held his head and shouted hysterically.
He knew that no matter where he went, he could not escape. If he did not let Bai Lingmiao lead the two generals and prime ministers up, the previous history would change.
If past history had changed, everything would really be over.
On one side, there is the whole world, but on the other side, he himself wants to send Bai Lingmiao to die. He can only choose one among them.
Li Huowang was tortured by an inner pain that was enough to allow him to climb the ranks of Cang Qiang. He felt worse than death. This inner pain forced him to instinctively want to do something to relieve the pain.
The sharp awl with a barb was inserted into Li Huowang's palm and pulled out suddenly, but the severe pain did not make Li Huowang feel any better, and tears fell to the ground along with the blood.
Just when Li Huowang picked up the instrument of torture again, Bai Lingmiao reached out to stop Li Huowang from harming himself. "Senior Brother Li, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. Don't keep it in your heart."
"I...I can't..." Facing Bai Lingmiao in front of him, Li Huowang was speechless with a twisted expression of pain.
He wanted to do something to change everything, but he couldn't do anything now. All of this was owed to him personally before, and he could only follow the previous process.
Bai Lingmiao seemed to know what she was facing, but she seemed very calm. She gently covered Li Huowang's mouth with her fair and slender fingers. "Brother Li, you don't need to worry. Mother Wusheng has already informed me."
Li Huowang rushed over and hugged Bai Lingmiao tightly, the strong reluctance in his heart almost driving him crazy.
Leaning against Li Huowang's head, Bai Lingmiao asked softly: "Senior Brother Li, did you die after I went up?"
Li Huowang shook his head and said painfully: "I don't know, I really don't know!!"
Hearing this, Bai Lingmiao gently stroked Li Huowang's back and said softly: "Senior Brother Li, it's okay. Mother Wusheng said that I will go for a while, and when this period of time passes, she will send me down."
Li Huowang wanted to believe what the other party said, but he knew it was impossible. Bai Lingmiao was just doing this to stop himself from worrying about lying to him.
Bai Lingmiao is the White Lotus Saint. Judging from the murals in the darkroom of Niuxin Village, Wusheng Old Mother wants Bai Lingmiao to go up there in order to make her Nirvana and become the old Wusheng Old Mother again, the Wusheng who was in charge of the entire Tianchen.
Mother.
Between Siming and mortals, except for Siming who is confused about the way of heaven, there is always an abyss with no end in sight.
He didn't know what kind of fate Bai Lingmiao would have after she went up there, and whether he would still be able to see her.
"No! I don't accept this result!" Li Huowang gritted his teeth and looked at Bai Lingmiao seriously in front of him.
"Miaomiao, don't worry, I will save you! I will!!"
"I will not be defeated by such an ordeal!! I will never! We agreed! We want to go back to Niuxin Village together!!"
"I don't accept this result! You can't touch Wusheng Laomu now. Wait until I finish solving Fushengtian, and I will tear Wusheng Laomu apart immediately! Save you!!"
"The world here is not scientific at all, everything is possible! Nothing is impossible!"
"I will definitely try my best to save you and Suisui!!"
Hearing this, the two gods behind him smiled, hugged Li Huowang's head and kissed him hard. "This is the Li Huowang I know who can't be beaten no matter how hard I beat him."
"Don't worry, we're just here to help, we're not going to die. We'll fuck Fu Shengtian together!"
Li Huowang nodded with difficulty, wiped away the tears and blood on his body and stood up again.
There is still a chance for everything, so I can't admit defeat. If I am defeated by this difficulty, how can I save Suisui!
He turned to look at the three Heavenly Lords who were blackened by the fire in Qingfeng Temple, took a deep breath and roared loudly. "Sanqing! Just wait for me!!"
Following Li Huowang's roar, the three statues immediately fell apart and shattered into pieces.
"Senior Brother Li, please send me back. Time waits for no one."
Hearing Bai Lingmiao say this, Li Huowang, who had a slightly ferocious expression, shook his head, "No, we have to go to another place. The people who followed you up there were not just six white donkeys."
Gao Zhijian came back from Bai Yujing very quickly, and the process went surprisingly smoothly, so much so that he was a little confused as to why Senior Brother Li had to send the five emperors together for the gift of two dragon veins.
And just when he passed through the Yak Gate and returned to Shangjing City, he saw a gloomy-looking Li Huowang and Junior Sister Bai standing at the Temple of Heaven waiting for him.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Old Gao, there are other things to send to Bai Yujing." Li Huowang said to him.
"Huh? What? But it doesn't matter."
"General and Prime Minister, two."
Li Huowang's words were like a gust of cold wind, blowing through the hearts of everyone present. Everyone present understood how much weight behind these five short words.
Gao Zhijian was stunned for a moment, and after discussing with the other emperors, a difficult smile appeared on his face. "Okay. I will give the order now."
Then he turned to look at Bai Lingmiao who was standing aside, "Junior Sister Bai, we still need the help of the White Lotus Sect for this matter, is that possible?"
At this moment, Bai Lingmiao was not as calm as before. Two lines of clear tears soaked the ribbon covering her eyes and slid down her face. No matter how many times Li Huowang wiped them, she couldn't stop them.
"It's feasible!" These two words, which weighed more than a thousand pounds, were readily agreed by Ershen.
Following the dual calls of the White Lotus Sect and the imperial court, Ransha's military strategists and Ransha's White Lotus Sect gathered one after another in the open fields on the left side of Shangjing City.
As the military orders were passed down layer by layer, everyone knew what they were going to face next.
The hearts of millions of soldiers began to wander, but most of them were soldiers who also believed in the White Lotus Sect, or they were former White Lotus Sect members and were later infected with evil spirits. The distinction between the two was not so clear.
The followers of the White Lotus Sect gathered around Bai Lingmiao one after another. Facing the Holy Lady, these believers knelt down devoutly and kowtowed to Bai Lingmiao.
Millions of believers kowtow and salute at the same time. This scene is extremely spectacular.
The leader, White Donkey, asked on behalf of all the White Lotus believers: "Lord Saint, is this the oracle of the Innocent Mother?"
"Yes." Bai Lingmiao, who had almost run out of tears, said this word with almost all her strength.
After hearing the accurate reply, all the believers stood up with cheers.
"Old Mother Wusheng! Hometown of Vacuum! Brothers and sisters!! The time has come for me to be lucky enough to return to Hometown of Vacuum!!" This voice was passed down layer by layer like waves.
Hearing this, there was a roar, and all the White Lotus believers cheered excitedly, and the evil spirit made this enthusiasm even stronger.