However, even so, Jinchao still believed that this was the same place, because she had already seen the nightmare that Jun Wuxuan had in the palace.

The immortal beast has completely changed during the time that the original owner was reborn on this land.

The gray clouds that covered the sky, stretching endlessly, seemed to be a rejection of the present and the others.

Seeing the heavy clouds, he couldn't help sighing at the same time, and was held by Gong Yu, who was holding the luggage, and came back to his senses today.

"The temple is here."

For some reason, he looked around, as if he was looking for something.

But before he could breathe, he immediately urged Jinchao, "Even if this place becomes an empire, it is also regarded as a sacred place where the king's selection ceremony is held.

Although there is no decent port, it is not difficult to land, but I don't know where the guards will appear. ”

"Well, yes too......" Jin Chao nodded, and under the guidance of Gong Shu, he began to climb the gentle ramp.

However, behind the two people who took a step towards the Temple of Silence, two figures who were quietly lurking in the same boat as them also stared intently in the direction of the temple.

"What a weird island."

"It's full of nasty smells, bloody smells...... The breath of death. ”

"What do you think of Murong ...... Has Nightknife arrived on the island? ”

"To be sure, he's put the demon in the temple. After all, with the power of the Creation God, even if you don't have a boat or something, it should be easy to enter the island. ”

As he spoke, the dark man with slender eyes smiled at his one-armed companion, "That being said, there are spells cast in the temple to seal the beasts.

If the Night Knife, which has received a portion of the power of the Divine Beast, wants to enter the enchantment, it will definitely react, and it is impossible not to be noticed by us. ”

The sky was still covered with dark clouds, and "boom" in the distant thunder, they kept a slight distance from the present Gong Death, and began to walk towards the shrine......

The imperial capital, a corner of the imperial palace.

In the prime minister's private residence, where the doors and windows were closed, the unprovoked wind suddenly shook the flames of the stove violently.

Murong who was staring at the firelight, those eyes that seemed to be shining with cyan brilliance, as if he had captured something, he chuckled faintly.

Finally, the burned firewood made a "snap" sound and sparks burst out.

When the last of the fire seemed to melt into darkness, his figure disappeared from the room......

The air is heavy and makes it difficult to breathe.

Under such a cloudy day, Jin Chao and Gong Yu climbed the gentle hills where the grassland stretched.

The two finally stopped at the end of the lonely scenery with a good view, saw the wooden building standing alone, and stopped.

"That's it...... Temple ......"

Even from a distance, you can see that the large building has a unique style.

In the damp air and faded green fields, beautiful colors are scattered around the building.

Approaching the grassland that is still quite far from the building, I noticed the source of those colors and couldn't help but hold my breath...... It's a daisy. ”

When living in a forest hut...... No, I liked it since the original owner was still alive.,Plain and cute slender flowers.。

In this way, I think back to ...... In the distant past, when the original owner was still "here" in the previous life, the temple ...... No, there are always countless flowers blooming around the temple.

The sweet fragrance of the surrounding flowers also wafted through the temple, dispelling the smell of the many "sacrifices" that had lost their lives there......

Yes, it's just these flowers, exactly the same as they were back then.

All the other flowers have withered and withered, but the original owner's favorite flower is still blooming vigorously, and now I am grateful for the influence of this body.

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