Chapter 47: Who Is He?

Yu Ziying's eyes were like a delicate and sharp cold scalpel, constantly drawing back and forth on his face, trying to find out what was hidden under this similar skin that was similar to her, and what was different from her.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ My face, how did it get to you? He blurted out his eyes as he stared at the person who was pressing on him.

- Yes, very familiar, that is...... His face.

The Holy Lord is indeed like his slender and weak figure, this collision almost made him distracted, a suffocating pain in his chest, he gasped for a few breaths, a trace of violent and gloomy coldness flashed in his heart, and when he was about to start, he didn't want to, just raised his eyes to see, fireflies flew all over the sky, and the hazy and soft light reflected a qiē in front of him, and he saw a ...... A very familiar face.

The sound fell to the ground with a loud bang, the dead grass and vines were knocked into the branches and leaves, and the fireflies lurking under the ground flew up as if frightened, and in the hazy grass, countless fireflies flashed and flashed, like strings and rows of colored lanterns, weaving into countless criss-crossing ribbons.

Bang!

Therefore, Yu Ziying turned a very good way, and then approached the Holy Lord, and after breaking the hand of the Holy Lord on Haka's head for the first time, she slammed it down like an enraged rhinoceros to the ground of the long-whiskered withered grass and vines behind her before the Holy Lord could raise her eyes.

The figure was very fast, but the reaction of the Nine Holy Envoys was not weak, they suddenly tightened their complexions, and immediately blocked the emaciated Holy Lord, but all their attacks were blocked by another red shadow that was like lightning and like a hurricane.

"Who?!"

However, just as he was about to make a move, at this moment, a sudden figure pounced on him.

The Holy Lord stared into his eyes, his indifferent and almost pale transparent face paused, and he lightly pursed his pink lips: "As you wish." ā€

"I ...... All I beg you to do is let them go, and let my family go......" He had a cowardly look on his face begging for mercy, but his teeth clenched.

The Holy Lord took a step forward, and then stretched out a cold hand and pressed it lightly on his head, Haka did not dare to move, or was already too frightened to move, his face was full of old folds, tears of horror flowed, trembling, and the blood on his lips faded.

"Haka."

He glanced at them very calmly, and the nine of them suddenly changed from tigers with teeth and claws to kittens, and they all bowed their heads in silence and took a step back in unison.

"I already rewarded him just now." Lord's Word.

"Shengqi, if you like to do more boring things, don't talk nonsense with him, Holy Lord, let me do it." The tall holy envoy who took the green winter python as a pet held the head of his pet that kept spitting snake letters, and stretched out in the direction of Haka with great interest.

The gentle young envoy smiled, and said very understandingly: "Although there is not much time left, I think that the time to answer your question can still be free, that is because you have been targeted by the Xuanyin King, because you are too obviously self-inflicted, and our relationship with you is very simply exposed...... We're just trying to buy a little more time. ā€

Why do you have to kill him? He's been doing things for them all along, hasn't he?

"Why?"

Haka's face suddenly turned gray and yellow, as if he were dead.

"I advise you to rest on the ground obediently, or else...... Not only will you die, but your family will not be able to escape. A young envoy with a gentle voice looked at him and said very kindly.

"I ...... I beg you, don't kill me, I'll take you to what you want! Haka's face was so frightened that his face was dyed like seven or eight colors, red and blue, and if it weren't for the weakness of his legs, he would have jumped up and hugged the legs of the Holy Lord, begging and crying.

Haka shook his head desperately, trying to escape, but he also knew that he could not escape in this situation, his teeth fighting with each other, and his whole body trembled, as if the devil had seized one of his feet.

"Thank you very much, great good man of Hakha, for bringing us to the land of the gods and doing so much for us...... As a token of gratitude, I will certainly do my best to persuade the Lord to let you die a dignified death. "The cold young man is like a complete butcher, and killing people is only a duty for him, so he speaks very calmly and sincerely.

"Tsk, it's really pitiful~ I didn't know until I died, we were just using you at all~" The curly-haired young man folded his hands and looked at him sympathetically, and his big round eyes seemed to reveal a little pity.

"You...... What are you talking about? He laughed dryly with difficulty, his face was very pale, as if he did not want to accept the truth of what his ears heard, and pretended not to understand, but in fact his body was loyally weak, and he fell to the ground with a clatter, and the cane in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Haka couldn't believe his ears after listening to these holy envoys "build yƬ" sentence by sentence, and the whole person was stunned.

"Let's let my little pet have a full meal first, it has been hungry since it came to this ghost landlord, Holy Lord, please give it a reward." Another tall man with a green winter python around his shoulders said with a straight face.

"Holy Lord, don't waste your time." The long-faced young man with a cold face said coldly.

"Let him die painlessly, Holy Lord, this is your forte." A relatively short teenager with long fluffy naturally curly hair, tilting his head with a grin and winking cutely with big round eyes.

At this time, the nine holy envoys behind him expressed their opinions one after another.

"So what's the reward?" The Holy Lord had a face spread out, and he was very distressed and struck his fists.

Reward? Haka raised his head in surprise, his wrinkled eyes widened a little because of this, and he hurriedly modestly said: "My subordinates are panicking." ā€

"Forget it, I'm not interested in these things." The Holy Lord interrupted him and said expressionlessly, "Because...... You've done a great job with what I've told you, so I've decided to reward you once. ā€

Haka's eyes were flustered for a moment, and he was ready to explain: "...... Subordinates are just ......"

……

"Then why do you have an expression as if you see a dead man alive again?" The Holy Lord's dark eyes seemed to be covered with a halo, and he looked very indifferent.

"Huh? Be...... Yes! Hearing the Holy Lord's question, Haka came to his senses and quickly lowered his eyes as if to hide it.

"You must be your first time meeting me, right?" His voice was very low, with a hint of ruthlessness and righteousness.

The Holy Lord saw Haka looking up at him with a stunned expression, his body was straight like a lonely tree, and the fluorescent light stained his white cheeks with a light luster, and his eyebrows were even more black and beautiful.

Because he was almost prostrate at the feet of the Holy Lord, so they were closer, and if you looked closely, the two might still be a little different, after all, there was a little difference between men and women in terms of bone thickness, at least the Holy Lord was much taller than Miss Yu, but the general facial features were very similar to that peculiar temperament.

If it weren't for the presence of the nine holy envoys, and with his horse-headed atmosphere, he would almost have thought that this holy lord was a girl dressed as a man to tease him.

Because the face of the Holy Lord is exactly the same as that of the girl Yu who was brought back to the camp by Tulu and them.

But after seeing his face clearly through the faint blue light of the fireflies, his first feeling was not amazing, but ...... Completely stunned, even a little ridiculous.

It was because he had seen the Holy Lord for the first time that he never knew what the Holy Lord really looked like.

In the past, every time a member of the Holy Spirit met him, he would wear a special identification mask, like the Holy Messenger was a half-soap-colored mask, but the Holy Lord was a white faceless, because there was a strict distinction between the Holy Spirit and the inferior, so this was also the reason why he was able to recognize the Holy Lord at first sight.

In other words, it was the first time he had the honor of being personally received by the Holy Lord.

This was the first time that the Lord had revealed his true face to him.

He poked there in amazement like half a piece of wood, and looked up at the Holy Lord in a daze.

At this time, the moment Haka took off the mask from the Holy Lord and saw his true face, he was dumbfounded.

Under the cherry blossom tree, the Holy Lord was looking down at Haka with a pair of pitch-black cat eyes that were exactly the same as Yu Ziying's, and the originally emotionless eyes became thoughtful.

He is the Lord of the Holy Spirit...... Yu Ziying's eyes are in stark contrast between white and black, like the cold and secluded valley of ice and snow across the deep stream, which looks very cold.

He...... It's the Holy Lord.

"Collapse...... Bamboo is sparse. Lust blinked and slurred his words.

"Answer me, who is he?" Yu Ziying said.

And Yu Ziying's originally shocked heart was dissipated by his obscene behavior, her face stiffened, the corners of her mouth twitched, and then she reached out and pinched his cheek flesh left and right, forcing him to spit out his wet ears from his mouth, and then he stared at his eyes and pierced deeply.

"Everywhere, he is not as tender and juicy as you, sweet and delicious~" He swallowed the soft meat and said vaguely.

Lustfully narrowed his eyelashes slightly, his eyes clearly reflected the figure of Yu Ziying, his half-constricted long eyes could not hide the deep color, he approached her round and crystal earlobe, and then swallowed it.

Yu Ziying was dumbfounded, her lips squeezed out the words word by word, she just squirmed her lips blankly, ignoring whether she made a sound or not.

"Why did he ...... with me? So like? ā€

What is that feeling?

Yu Ziying looked at the fireflies in a daze, the face that was completely identical to his own, there was a sound from the heart, like the sound of the valley echoing, and the blood all over the body washed the limbs and marrows, circulating continuously, sometimes urgently, sometimes slowly, hot and cold.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Who is he? ā€

Lust only glanced at the man faintly, and the cut pupils rippled with a layer of wine-colored waves, and his eyes turned to Yu Ziying's sluggish side face...... It was as white and woody, and the soft glow applied to her cheeks like a beautiful film, and the pearl-like glaze that enchanted the eyes was clean, like the first snow of early winter.

In the center, the slender and ethereal man took off the half mask covering his face, revealing a white and delicate face.

The wind, gently blowing, ink blue light mist, wisps of silk, clear air in the wilderness, all the sounds are silent.

The sky was sparse on a winter night, and the large Panyue moon quietly hid into the clouds, and all the glorious blessings also quietly hid in the shadow of the Feiyue Tomb, collecting the last trace of brilliance.

The soothing scorpion cuts the autumn groaning bitterness, sparse a path, the flow of fireflies is beautiful, flying back and forth.

The Milky Way is dark, the stars are bright and extinguished, and the light clouds are timely.