Medicine door witch

Chapter 502 The Mystery of the High Priest (5)

Ling Luo sat up straight, looked at Xuanyuan Yu, and said with a slight smile, "I'm not so fragile, I can shake it a few times without getting in the way."

"Hey hey, little silly bird, you've been trained." Jianlong happily lay on the pile of golden hairs, raised his legs, and said proudly, "You are a mount, so you have to obediently be ridden by others, and you will be given to me. Imperial Cavalry."

Hei Yu couldn't express his suffering, so he uttered an angry whistling sound towards the endless sky.

Ling Luo sighed softly, waved at her own unscrupulous dragon, and said: "Okay, prison, you are an old man who is tens of thousands of years old, bullying a little girl in her teens, are you ashamed? "

"Old... old man?!" Jianlong's eyes twitched fiercely, as if struck by a lightning bolt, his whole body froze there.

Seeing Ling Luo talking to him, Hei Yu suddenly became happy, and then mocked: "Hehehe, old man."

"Shut up, young|tooth!" A certain cheap dragon frowned.

"Old man."

"Young|tooth."

"Tsk tsk, what an old man."

"..."

Jianlong said that he was very hurt. He was completely unable to resist the lethality of the word "old man", so much so that he couldn't even refute it.

"Hey - Longsheng is really sad!"

Ling Luo poured the wind into her throat and coughed for a long time before she recovered.

With Hei Yu's extreme speed, they landed on the peak of Zhushen Mountain in a short while.

After 1000 years, Ling Luo once again stood in front of this temple, seeing its dilapidated appearance, feeling desolate in his heart.

There was a thin layer of wet sweat on her palms, and her heartbeat began to be irregular, just in response to the phrase "near the hometown and feel more timid."

"Don't be afraid." Xuanyuan Yu saw her nervousness, stretched out a big hand, and wrapped her sweaty little hand tightly inside, "I'm here."

A warm breath spread from the palm of his hand all the way to his heart, making Ling Luo's mood calm down a lot involuntarily.

Jianlong was impatient, and when Ling Luo stopped, he had already rushed into the temple first.

Hei Yu also flapped his wings and chased after it, his sharp beak whistled lightly, and he stepped forward to bite the black cat.

Ling Luo settled down, held Xuanyuan Yu's big hand instead, and stepped into the temple step by step.

The ground and four walls of the temple are inlaid with countless moonstones, and a faint silver light flows down, illuminating the room.

A faint melancholy breath emanated from the moonstone in the center of the temple, which was engraved with the Burial Sea Pear Demon Formation.

Ling Luo walked to the center of the vermilion evil formation that had been eroded by the years and was extremely blurred, and a faint twilight gradually emerged from her bright beautiful eyes.

She squatted down, stretched out her bare hands that were trembling, and gently traced the complicated patterns of the sea pear monster formation, feeling a great sense of sadness in her heart.

It was here that she ended her previous life.

It was here that the seeds of hatred were planted in her heart.

The past was vivid in my mind, a warm tear fell down unexpectedly, and fell heavily into the eyes of the formation.

She was silent and unable to extricate herself from grief.

One drop, two drops, three drops—

Suddenly, from the center of the largest moonstone with a radius of ten meters, a sense of desolation spread out.

The silver radiance suddenly flourished, centering on the Buried Sea Pear Demon Formation, completely enveloping Ling Luo.

(End of this chapter)