However, it is not advisable to stop halfway through the mantra, otherwise it will be taboo by the people of Changshengzhou. Her red lips moved lightly, in fact, she didn't know what she was reading, her face was terrified, and she looked left and right from time to time.

The noise around her became louder and louder, and finally, she couldn't help it, caught a glimpse of Chen Cheng on the side, moved a few steps to him, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?" ”

Chen Cheng's face was dark, and he said hurriedly: "You read it first, I will give you the news if there is news." He"

At this moment, his guard walked over quickly and reported: "Wangfu, the fire in the Pilgrimage Palace is very strong, and it is estimated that it will not be extinguished for a while and a half. ”

"What's the fire?" Chen Cheng almost gritted his teeth.

"I don't know." The guard bowed his head in shame.

This fire started strangely, they were all sent by the Holy Maiden and the Holy Husband to patrol all parts of Dense Flower Island, and it turned out that this incident was really difficult to explain!

Lan Huo also heard his words, and his face became more and more pale.

When she was officially canonized as a saint, something like this happened, can this saint still be done... Da...

The fire in the pilgrimage palace was finally extinguished, but more than half an hour had passed since the Holy Maiden Ceremony, which did not proceed according to the normal procedure and was forced to stop halfway.

Lan Huo was wearing a bright red pearl robe and stood on the side of the high platform, surrounded by a large number of secret guards to guard the position.

The night wind blew her hairpin, and Lan Huo didn't pay attention to it, her snow-white little face was shrouded in gloom, and she looked coldly at the figures coming and going in front of her.

"Report, the inventory of the pilgrimage palace has been completed, and fifteen jade lions, twenty-two pairs of golden bells, eighty-one glazed jade pots, one hundred and twenty silver silk jade cups, and two hundred and thirty antique cultural relics ......"

The eunuch's shrill voice drowned out the other noises, and it was heard very clearly in everyone's ears.

King Guang's thick eyebrows were furrowed, and he looked at the white jade platform from time to time.

Most of the damage in the pilgrimage palace is not a big deal, but the pilgrimage palace itself was burned to the point that only a pair of wreckage remained, which is a great disrespect to the holy masters of the holy sects of the past generations!

The pilgrimage palace will catch fire on the night of the election of the saints, which is a bad omen!

While he was thinking sadly, someone had already exhaled: "The holy woman's name is Blue Fire, and tonight the pilgrimage palace is on fire, king, this is a disaster!" ”

The high-pitched voice suddenly shook the audience to silence.

"Who? Who's talking nonsense? Chen Cheng was so angry that he immediately shouted.

No one answered him.

The saint's maiden's name is Lan Huo, and logically speaking, those outsiders will not know about it at all, but Lan Huo knows in his heart that this matter will leak out.

After a brief silence, the square erupted.

"We don't want this holy woman, she's a scourge!"

"Yes, yes, yes, it was she who destroyed the pilgrimage palace, and we want her to pay for it!"

"Down with the blue fire, down with the blue fire!"

In a panic, Lan Huo took a few steps back with a sad expression, and his back was heavily pressed against the cold white jade, which was cold to his heart.

"There's something to say, there's something to say......" In front of Lan Huo, the guards tried their best to stop and persuade him.

But the frenzied crowd didn't restrain themselves, instead intensifying their efforts to throw dirty socks at the blue fire.

In this scene, I can see Duanmu Li and Blue Water in the heights.

"It's crazy!" Duanmu Li smiled and sighed.

Lan Shui looked down at his side face, his eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, as if he understood, but he didn't break it.

He said that there would be excitement to see, and it turned out to be such a lively, which was really unexpected by her.

Still, she admits that she feels at ease.

What doesn't belong to you should really be spit out, right?

"Let's go back, or we won't be able to set ourselves on fire later." She lightly souped the soup Duanmu Li and said.

"Okay." Duanmu Li raised his eyebrows and smiled, and with a leap of his body, he carried her into the darkness and disappeared into the sky above a noisy square.

This night, the chaotic footsteps in the Mihua Island rang all night, but it didn't seem to have much to do with them.

Only the next morning, King Guang sent his cronies to inquire a few words, but after getting no useful news, he spread the words of King Guang, and Xuan Duanmu left Mihua Palace.

This is the main palace of Mihua Island, and it is also the palace where the Holy Sect will only convene the sect when something big happens, and it is in the opposite direction from the Pilgrimage Palace.

When Duanmu left, there were already dozens of men in luxurious clothes sitting in the palace.

These are the kings or messengers who came to Mihua Island to participate in the Holy Maiden's ceremony, and they have a high status in their own country.

Duanmu Li was also instructed, without bringing idle people, etc., alone, under the guidance of two eunuchs, to step to the seat where he was, the closest position to King Guang and the language officer, highlighting the difference of the heart of the storm large island country.

Dressed in white, Rong washed the lead, stretched his eyebrows and smiled, Duanmu sat down leisurely, took the hot tea from the maid on the side, and put it aside.

King Guang saw that everyone had come, so he sighed and said: "The widow king invited you to come to Mihua Island to participate in the Holy Maiden Ceremony, it was a very beautiful thing, but last night the pilgrimage palace was burned by thieves, the fire is so big that I believe you have all heard of it, and the losses of our Immortal Continent and the Holy Sect can be described as extremely heavy......

When he said this, he sighed so long that he almost couldn't talk anymore.

Everyone present hurriedly got up to comfort them.

"King's Day mourns."

"Mourning is submissive, perhaps it means eternal life