However, Feng Zhuo didn't have any expression on his face.

After Sang Li saw it, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Looking at Feng Zhuo's appearance, it should be the first time to come to the temple.

In this case, it has nothing to do with the temple.

As long as it has nothing to do with the temple, even if Feng Zhuo really has something to do with the demons, as long as he returns to the demons in the future, he will be fine.

Just as Sang Liang was thinking about things, Feng Zhuo's body moved, got off the blue bird, and walked towards the palace in front of him.

Seeing this, Sang Li immediately got down from the blue bird's back, put the blue bird into the space, and followed.

"Feng Zhuo." Sang Li caught up with Feng Zhuo and said, "Wait a minute, not only will I see the Holy Lord, but there will also be other Venerable Beings in the Divine Temple, they may talk about you and Fu Ling, don't do it." ”

Feng Zhuo stopped, and his purple eyes without the slightest emotion looked at Sang Li indifferently: "It depends on the situation." ”

When Sang Li heard this answer, he suddenly felt his head big: "Under what circumstances will you not do it?" ”

Feng Zhuo looked at Sang Liang and said indifferently: "Ah Ling." ”

Sang Liang was stunned for a moment and asked, "As long as you don't talk about Fu Ling?" ”

"Hmm." Feng Zhuo nodded, and then continued to walk forward.

Sang Li stood in place, looking at Feng Zhuo's back, not knowing what to say.

Although they haven't been together for a long time, from the few days they have been together, it can be seen that Feng Zhuo cares about Fu Ling very much.

It's just that......

A little surprised, he didn't expect Feng Zhuo to care so much about Fu Ling.

Sang Li sighed in his heart, and then chased after him.

On the temple square, there are many disciples coming and going.

All disciples, the minimum cultivation is the Spirit King stage.

And that's just outside the palace.

Entering the palace, the disciples who patrolled back and forth were all Spirit Emperor cultivators!

Feng Zhuo entered the palace with Sang Li and went to the main hall of the temple.

The administration of the temple is much stricter than that of the college.

Even if those disciples were very curious about Feng Zhuo, they didn't dare to look at it blatantly, so they could only take a sneak look when Sang Liang was not paying attention.

From the square, there are 1,800 stairs.

Above the stairs is the main hall.

Sang Li took Feng Zhuo to the top of the stairs.

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, Feng Zhuo felt that there was a force that seemed to be blocking the way.

"Did you find out?" Seeing Feng Zhuo frowning, Sang Li said, "This thousand, eight hundred steps, without the cultivation of the Spirit Emperor, can't be walked." ”

Feng Zhuo didn't speak, and walked forward as if it were natural.

Sang Li didn't mind either, and continued: "The guards around the main hall are all Spirit Emperor cultivators, and disciples who are not Spirit Emperor cultivators can't get close to the main hall. ”

"Hmm." Feng Zhuo responded indifferently.

Sang Li saw that Feng Zhuo was walking very easily, and did not speak again.

1,800 steps, not difficult to walk.

The cultivation of the two of them was above the Spirit Emperor, and they completed the 1,800 steps in a short time.

"Venerable Mulberry Fence." Outside the main hall, there were two rows of guards in white armor, and when they saw them, the escort led by them said, "The Holy Lord has been waiting in the hall for a long time. ”

"The deity will go in." After Sang Liang finished speaking, he looked at Feng Zhuo and asked, "Are you ready?" ”

Feng Zhuo looked at the door of the main hall and nodded: "Go in." ”

"Okay." Sang Liang responded and walked forward with Feng Zhuo.

From the stairs up, to the stairs of the main hall, and then to the main hall, the two did not stop at all.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Feng Zhuo felt a powerful pressure coming from the front.

Feng Zhuo quietly stopped the coercion and raised his eyes to look ahead.

On the king's chair made of pure white crystal, a man sits.

The man wore a half-moon mask on his face, with only a smooth jaw and ice-blue eyes remaining.

At this time, those ice-blue eyes were indifferently staring at Feng Zhuo below the main hall.

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Chapter 406: He didn't expect Feng Zhuo to care so much about Fu Ling