Quick wear to greet His Royal Highness the Demon King

Chapter 295 The thread of fate, the rope puppet 51
The crane flew straight in front of the two of them, and said:

"You two, please follow me. My lord has been waiting for a long time."

A look of surprise flashed across Mo Yunlou's eyes. This crane is a living thing rather than a mechanism. It can speak human words. It seems that this high priest is more powerful than he imagined.

Mo Yunlou's heart that had just been put down a little bit just lifted up again. This high priest is not easy...

Mu Zhi has known for a long time that this is a real crane, and she is not surprised that it can speak human words, she is just jealous.After all, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a grand banquet!
But they have no way out.

But the crane called the high priest "my lord" instead of the master...

Mu Zhibai didn't smile: "Please ask the envoy to lead the way."

"Please come with me."

Xian He didn't care about the attitudes of the two of them, after all, ever since he followed Lord Gong Yi, what he never lacked was all kinds of apprehensive, fearful and guarded eyes.

Mu Zhi and Mo Yunlou looked at each other, and followed.

With the presence of the crane, all the formations on the mountain road became decorations, and Muzhi and Mo Yunlou reached the top of the mountain unimpeded.

The crane stopped after leading the two to the top of the mountain, and said to the two:

"My lord is waiting for the two of you on the highest platform. There is no formation inside the observatory. You can go up by yourself."

"Thank you for letting me know."

Muzhi and Mo Yunlou did not stop, but followed Xianhe's instructions to the highest tower.

When Muzhi and Mo Yunlou came to the tallest building, they saw an empty space in front of them, only one person, one table, one chessboard, two chess boxes, one teapot, three teacups, one incense burner and three futons.

The young man in a blue-gray robe was kneeling on the futon, holding a chess piece in his right hand, and didn't lift his head when he saw the two coming.

He was young and handsome, not the bad old man Mo Yunlou guessed at first.

"Si Kou, you made me wait half a month longer. You seem to be like the clan. You know that there is nothing you can do to me, but you have to make a bunch of useless preparations. It hasn't changed at all."

Gong Yi's voice was mixed with a hint of laughter and a bit of sarcasm, as if speaking to an old friend, but in this situation it was a bit inconsistent.

When Mo Yunlou heard the words, his hair stood on his head, and he looked at Gong Yi warily, and at the same time, he was somewhat puzzled, why did he call himself "Si Kou"?
The moment Mu Zhi saw Gong Yi, he felt that this person looked familiar, but Gong Yi didn't look up, so Mu Zhi wasn't sure if she had seen the high priest.

But from his tone, he seems to know Yunlou?In other words, he knew the Demon King.

Si Kou...is this your real last name?

Mu Zhi didn't know that the moment he saw Gong Yi, the whole system of the Xingchen was not working properly, and the whole system was hovering on the verge of garbled codes, filled with fear.

Why is this person...

Xingchen wants to cry but has no tears, feeling that life is difficult.

Gong Yi didn't care that the two had different minds, and just said to himself: "Oh, I forgot, you haven't recovered your memory yet."

With a "click", Gong Yi raised his head and looked at the two of them, as well as the Xingchen in the system space, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed gentle and affectionate.

Mu Zhi turned pale with shock: "It's you!"

The person who brought her to the Nine Heavens back then!
Gong Yi smiled: "It's me."

Muzhi was in a trance.

This matter has been too long, so long that Muzhi has forgotten the period of time when he was crowded in Jiuchongtian.

Branches were not born to be gods.

(End of this chapter)