The night was dark, and Lin Yaoyue slowly walked out of the main hall.

But she was held by the princess Li Yaoke, "What did you say to the mother emperor, why did she suddenly decide to inherit the throne by the holy woman chosen by God?"

"Nothing. Lin Yaoyue just smiled lightly, and shook off Li Yaoke's hand with her backhand.

"After all, this is not sudden, but Fan Yun has had this ancestral precept since ancient times. Lin Yaoyue stood still not far from Li Yaoke, with a pair of inky phoenix eyes with a cold smile.

"As for the prestige of Her Royal Highness the Princess, Yaoyue has already heard of it. Let's wait until we get off the altar tomorrow. After finishing speaking, Lin Yaoyue no longer paid attention to the angry Li Yaoke, and turned to leave. But he was suddenly caught by Li Yaoke, and ordered someone to take him into the side hall.

Seeing that in the gloomy side hall, Li Yaoke's hands were clenched into fists, and his beautiful eyes were full of cruelty.

And Lin Yaoyue gritted her teeth at this time, suffering the humiliation and beating that did not belong to her, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from her mouth. The rod on her back almost broke all her bones, but she refused to give in.

"Heh, is this a princess who wants to win?" Lin Yaoyue had blood on the corner of her mouth, but she still looked at Li Yaoke with a hint of sarcasm on her face.

Hearing this, Li Yaoke held back the anger in his heart, just looked at the bruises on Lin Yaoyue's body, and said with a light smile, "Where in this world is there anything that is not victorious." Victory is justice. ”

Immediately, her long golden dress fluttered lightly and left the side hall. At the same time, a person passed by her and entered the side hall with the smell of blood. The two looked at each other, but frowned at the same time.

The next moment, the female officer accompanying the execution stepped back. The corners of Lin Yaoyue's blood-stained lips were gently hooked, and there was a shallow playfulness in her eyes, "Yes, victory is justice." There's nothing wrong with that. ”

Hearing this, Shan Yuan tightened his palms, stepped forward to help Lin Yaoyue, who was covered in blood, but said with a hint of blame, "Why do you want to provoke her." Provoking her will only hurt you. ”

"Is this the high priest's kind words and persuasion?" Lin Yaoyue's inky eyes lifted slightly, without a trace of pity after being bullied. On the contrary, on a delicate face, the cold silence is beautiful.

"God doesn't like a spirit girl who is too angry. Even though she changed into new clothes and washed her hands. Tomorrow sun falls in front of God, and it is just a blood-stained rakshasa. ”

Lin Yaoyue's weak voice with a hint of sneer was ethereal and ethereal, but she suddenly rushed into Shan Yuan's heart. For the first time, he looked at the woman who was close to him with a look of obscurity.

"I can't lose, if I lose, I won't have any bargaining chips. Lin Yaoyue lowered her eyes and whispered, but her afterglow was locked on her mother's dark face in the main hall.

That strong and haggard appearance made Shan Yuan's indifferent pupils tighten. Immediately, he gently picked up Lin Yaoyue's weak body, and said softly, "Let Ben Si heal your wounds, no matter what, you can't limp to the altar tomorrow, can you?"

Hearing this, Lin Yaoyue raised her eyes and looked at the dusty high priest of Fanyun Kingdom in front of her, her cold jade face evoked a charming smile, and she bowed slightly.

The next day—

According to the training, Li Yaoke and Lin Yaoyue walked up to the altar from both sides of the temple respectively. Both of them had stunning faces, the horns of their long robes flowing to the ground, gorgeous, and their long black hair fluttering in the wind, making it impossible to decide who was the true oracle of their Brahman.

The two walked to the center of the altar, their eyes looking at each other.

I saw Lin Yaoyue's eyebrows raised coldly, and her ink-colored phoenix eyes were as cold as a cold pool. The next moment, the corners of her crimson lips slowly evoked a touch of stunning magnificence.

Immediately, the two of them crossed their hands on their chests, lowered their eyes and whispered,

"Listen to my words, break the boundaries between heaven and man, and follow the ancient covenant with my blood. I call with a contract, I ask with my blood, I use my body as a tool, I use my soul as a contribution, and I recite your true name through the essence of the ancient gods. Will listen to my orders and fight for me!"

Accompanied by the ancient Sanskrit chanting, Lin Yaoyue and Li Yaoke rose to the altar at the same time, with a shallow silver halo, they were so beautiful that they were soul-stunning!

Not far away, Li Qingning was supported by Xiu Chen, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't stop crying.

Her hand slowly reached out to her daughter and gently outlined, "This is a spell to dedicate her body to God, how can she make such a vow?!"

Li Qingning's already delicate body almost collapsed to the ground.

"Ning'er, cheer up!" Xiu Chen looked at Li Qingning's pale face, and his heart tingled. But Li Qingning is still persistent in moving forward, and he can't wait to step forward to break this ancient mantra.

With Li Qingning's mournful cry in the distance, a colorful glow burst out from Lin Yaoyue's body!

In an instant, she was sucked onto the divine throne, bearing the divine power that a mortal body could not bear! At the same time, she was also lured away by a familiar and warm voice.

For a moment, she tried to open her eyes under the strong light, and saw a faint man smiling slightly, and his tall figure slowly walked towards her.

Accompanying him was a faint fragrance of lotus that suddenly hit the tip of her nose.

She couldn't help but look deeply into the eyes of the visitor. I saw that the person who came was the same as when I first saw him, with a pair of eyes that were beautiful but not stained with any impurities. Clear yet bottomless.

Zhilan jade tree, its own wind bones.

"Can't you still remember me?" His warm voice was low, without a trace of anger in his eyes with a touch of sadness, but it choked Lin Yaoyue's throat in an instant.

Fragments kept flashing through her mind, and her body was constantly infused with divine power. It was as if there was some memory, and with the divine power that suddenly injected into her body, she gradually woke up.

On the Milky Way of the Nine Heavens, two men and women in silver armor looked at each other hand in hand, "You must come back safely!"

The woman smiled and said in a sweet voice.

Hearing this, the man's chic posture bowed lightly. Looking at the woman's eyes, the pupils are clean and warm, pure and inclusive,

"Well, we all are. Return safely!"

Suddenly, accompanied by the man's warm voice, Lin Yaoyue covered her heart tightly, but it could not relieve the pain from the bottom of her heart. And when she raised her eyes again, her ink-colored pupils were full of tears, "Immortal Monarch?"

She called softly, but the voice and smile of the person in front of her became clearer, "You, remember me?"

I saw that Ji Yanqing's robe was snow-white and spotless. Elegant and noble, just like a jade tree in front of the wind.

And Lin Yaoyue looked at the warm face that seemed to be familiar, but had surpassed 10,000 years. The past in her mind was like a flood opening a floodgate, surging in, and in an instant, it drowned her and beat her to the ground.

"I remember you. A moment later, her faint voice drifted into the wind.