After a while, the stone glowed faintly.

The light grew stronger and stronger.

This is the symbol of having the power of blood.

This stone is the sacred stone of the prayer temple.

Listening to the praise around her, the smile in the girl's eyes became even stronger.

She has already changed into a very orthodox saintess dress.

Obviously, they were already sure that her bloodline power would be able to surpass Qinghui and become the new saintess.

But it was at this time.

There was a commotion all around.

The palace emperor staggered and ran out of the side in a bit of embarrassment.

He was still panting and shouting, looking a little desperate and hideous.

"Stop, I'll tell you to stop."

Then in the prayer square, a man was kicked over from that road.

It was clear that the shoulder had been removed, and there were still several scars on the body.

At this moment, he fell to the ground, and he had already fainted.

Everyone gasped.

The scene in front of her made the girl on the high platform also freeze slightly.

She was of aristocratic origin.

He is several years younger than Qinghui.

Some love vanity, and after learning that they have a strong blood power, they were sent to the prayer hall by their families and secretly raised by the emperor's side.

It is to be able to replace Qinghui in the future and become a new saint.

It's probably because Qinghui is really uncontrollable.

That's why the emperor would think about it differently.

Then everyone saw Qinghui slowly walking into the venue from that road.

Holding a dagger in his hand, there was a drop of blood on his fair side face, which looked a little scary.

The look was a little boring.

Seriously, it's not interesting.

Qinghui casually glanced around, wanting to yawn lazily.

As a result, his gaze was coldly fixed in one place.

His eyes lit up slightly.

The girl on the high platform only felt a light around her, and she subconsciously took a few steps back.

Although she hadn't really seen Qinghui.

But the emperor was able to lead it personally, except for the previous saint Qinghui, there was no one else.

It's just that this seems to be a bit ferocious.

Qinghui put away the dagger, raised his feet and walked directly to the high platform.

That breath was too strong.

Ordinary people simply can't bear it.

Not only is Qinghui's appearance at the moment, but also the power of that bloodline, which makes this person clearly realize that he is not on the same level as her at all.

In the end, the flowers lost their color and ran away.

Qinghui is naturally too lazy to care about others.

Walked to the top of the high platform, and looked at the black stone on the high platform.

Two palm-sized pieces that look like stones, but when you get closer, they seem to have a metallic sheen.

There is also a little bit of light on the stones, and there are various colors, and if you look closely, the colors are dazzling.

Exactly in line with the colorful black in her mind!

She loves it!!

She wants this!

And the stone didn't know what kind of induction it was receiving.

Just now, the girl put her hand on it, and it took half a day to slowly make the stone light up.

As soon as Qinghui came, he didn't do anything, and the light of the stone was great.

Inexplicably, there is also a feeling of flattery.

Qinghui looked at it twice and put his hand on the stone.

Slightly cool to the touch.

And at the moment of touch.

The light of this stone is brighter.

"It's too bright."

I can't even see the color on it.

Qinghui muttered in a low voice, raising his hand and poking the stones.

Everyone only saw Qinghui poke it, and the stone darkened a little.