People in Huangdao say that childe Helian is comparable to the bright moon in the sky, and no one can shake his expression. However, he never thought that childe Helian, who is usually high, cold and arrogant, would lose his sense of propriety because of a woman, not just because he is his fiancee!
Childe He Lian swept his eyes, turned his head and continued to stare at the rising moon.
Old Yao sat on the glazed tiles, holding a wine gourd in his hand, drinking one mouthful after another. He was very puzzled and muttered to himself. He didn't know what he was talking about. His voice was too low, and Ming Tianni didn't hear it clearly.
This night was not only quiet in the Imperial Palace, but also cold and impermanent in the temple comparable to the heavenly palace. A person on the stargazing platform stood in white clothes, his white hair was blown up by the wind, and it was absolutely cold. He pinched his fingers, the light in his eyes flashed, and a large number of stars fell from the sky.
The woman in white standing behind Chunsu stared at the falling star in the sky with a surprised look on her face and took a hard breath: "priest, how can this celestial phenomenon be so disordered! Isn't it..."
Chunsu took back his hand, pinched his fingers and looked back at the goddess in white in the temple. Her eyes hung slightly: "there are many robbers when you hit, and someone will stop this robber."
Pure vegetable turned and stepped into the eight trigrams star array. The goddess stood in front of pure vegetable. Her white clothes in Magnolia color were made a loud noise by the wind. There was finally a crack under the goddess's perennial calm face: "master, what are you going to do? Prying into the secret of heaven is punishable by heaven!"
Chunsu picked her eyebrows and her white hair was blown crazy by the wind. The maid in white came forward a few steps, took out a white ribbon, gently tied it up for him, and quickly retreated. The goddess closely followed Chunsu and said anxiously, "master! You can't do this! You've spied on the secret of heaven so many times. Now you've reached this point. What do you want to do?"
The tall figure of Chunsu became a little thin with the moonlight on his back. The top floor of the heavenly palace temple under the moonlight radiated cold light in all the white jade like colors.
Chunsu slowly raised her hand and reached out to the little apprentice in front of her. The woman hurriedly stepped back and shouted, "master! Do you still want to knock me out and spy on me alone? Master, you don't owe her. Why do you want to do this!"
The high priest of Huangdao never asked about anything in Huangdao, but in the eyes of all people on Huangdao, it is a god like existence. People only know that the high priest's hair is pure white and comparable to the moonlight, but they don't know how to change this hair like the moonlight!
"You care too much." Chunsu's calm eyes suddenly became cold. He raised his hand and banged. He didn't expect that the docile little apprentice would resist him one day. Their internal forces collided together. The little apprentice's little Kung Fu was not enough to see. He was ruthlessly hit on the pillar of the star watching building, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.
She fell to the ground, laboriously looked up at the master like a God, opened her mouth and murmured, "master... Why don't you let yourself go..."
Chunsu took out the plain white veil and slowly wiped his hands. His cold eyes flashed a trace of fluctuation and instantly fell into calm: "take her to the star picking tower. You can't release her without your own command."
The woman who fell to the ground slowly lifted up the corners of her lips and smiled bitterly. She was so affectionate that it was good or bad after all. No one could say clearly. What was destined to be, if she didn't get it, she would give it all, and she still couldn't get it.
Several lights in the stargazing building slowly lit up, like a dream, and the highest position attracted countless people in Huangdao to measure their eyes and guess.
The moonlight shifted and went straight into the sky. With that squeak, the closed door of the main hall slowly opened. In a moment, the four people entered the room like a gust of wind.
The house still exudes a shallow bloody smell. The moonlight penetrates into the house, and the wind slowly blows the curtain plain yarn. The shadows of several people are pulled shaky under the light of the night pearl. Song Ningyu finally sees a little ruddy on his pale face lying on the bed. However, looking at Gong Zilin, it seems to be a little whiter than song Ningyu came.
The old man glanced suspiciously at Gong Zilin, and suddenly grabbed Gong Zilin's wrist. With a suspicious sigh, Gong Zilin pulled his hand back, turned and walked slowly out of the hall. There was a bit of depression in that slender and tall figure. Ming Tianni was surprised. He always felt that Gong Zilin was not right!
The brightly lit corridor is carved with dragons and phoenixes, golden osmanthus fragrance, and the breeze enters the moon. Ming Tianni doesn't want to enjoy it. She follows Gong Zilin step by step. Gong Zilin's originally straight back gradually bends, and the steps of big meteors slow down slowly. He doesn't seem to notice the Ming Tianni behind him.
What makes Ming Tianni feel more surprised is that Gong Zilin is holding the pillars of the corridor and moving position step by step! Instead of going, what did he do in that room? How could it be like this!
Cough! Cough! cough
Gong Zilin covered his lips and coughed hard. Finally, he turned over and sat on the corridor to breathe slowly. When he raised his eyes, he saw that the dark sky Ni was standing there staring at him ten steps behind him. There was deep worry and confusion in his eyes.
He pulled the corners of his lips and didn't turn his head to look at the moon shadow on the lake. Mingtianni raised her foot and kicked a stone into the lake, splashing a series of ripples, smashing the moon shadow on the lake. She was angry. She strode to Gong Zilin's side, fiercely retreated a few steps and murmured unbelievably.
"You! Who are you after all!" Gong Zilin could not be so weak! The man in front of us is not only weak, but also very weak!
Sitting on the corridor, Gong Zilin raised his hand, looked at the lines in his palm, and hung his eyes in silence.
Ming Tianni looked at the person in front of him carefully and suddenly cut the railway: "you are gong Zilin! How can this happen..."
Gong Zilin stood up slowly and walked slowly towards the other side of the corridor. Only Ming Tianni stood in the cold wind at night and clenched his fists.
Obviously you wanted to protect him, but in the end, you could only watch him fall into danger bit by bit and erase herself to nothing. She was a little worried. Subconsciously, she followed the slow figure towards the side hall, and the moonlight pulled the shadow of Gong Zilin very long.
Ming Tianni stood behind him. Every step he took, she was worried about whether he would fall after this step! However, until Gong Zilin returned to the side hall, until Gong Zilin closed the door tightly in front of her, he never had too many words and expressions!
Across a door, Ming Tianni didn't know what kind of suffering Gong Zilin was suffering in the room. His hand pressed his heart hard, a mouthful of silver teeth almost broke, big drops of bean sweat fell from his face and body, Gong Zilin fell down on the bed and shrunk into a ball. The whole person's green tendons burst, and all the pain and torture became silent.
Standing at the door, Ming Tianni was silent for a long time. Finally, he moved away and left the side hall.