"Mo Lian......." Meng Qitian spoke.

"What about the Holy Monarch?" Mo Lian suddenly asked coldly, those eyes were indeed clear and bright, but they concealed a violent anger and murderous aura.

"Your eyes ......." Meng Qitian hesitated, the Holy Monarch said that he would give him a chance to see Huang Beiyue, is it today?

These eyes, so bright, were as if he had never been blind.

At the mention of her eyes, Mo Lian's pale face suddenly appeared with a painful hideousness, as if she was trying her best to hide something, and asked again: "What about the Holy Monarch?" ”

Meng Qitian had a vague bad premonition in his heart, so he said, "Holy Monarch, I didn't see it either. ”

Hearing him say this, Mo Lian ignored him anymore, disappeared like a gust of wind, and went straight to the Temple of Light.

Meng Qitian hurriedly said to Xiaohu: "Hurry up and take a look!" ”

Where he needs to say, Xiaohu has already followed Mo Lian and ran up.

The stairs were high, but it didn't take long to see the Temple of Light.

The destroyed temple, the walls were ruined, the ground was cracked, and flames spread out from the center of the earth, almost half of the Temple of Light was destroyed!

Mo Lian was stunned, her feet paused, and she stared blankly at everything in front of her.

What's going on?

Something was faintly moving in the sea of fire, and the snow-white scales reflected the firelight, struggling in the fire.

That's not the Holy Monarch, Mo Lian didn't move.

And the little tiger who caught up behind left Meng Qitian and ran up wildly, his whole body was red and gold, and he had to avoid the general flames when he encountered him, he whined, dragged out a snow silver dragon that was burned all over his body from the fire, put it in a safe place, and after a while, ran into the fire again, and pulled out a giant beast covered in fire like him.

"Woo woo woo woo ......." the little tiger screamed mournfully at the two beasts, patting the black face with his paws, and arching the red candle with his nose.

The red candle was already dying, and the black candle was only injured, but it was still very fierce, and he opened his mouth and said, "The Holy Monarch has run away." ”

Meng Qitian looked at all this in shock, how could it be? Are the red candles hurt like this? Why didn't the Red Gold Holy Tiger have anything to do at all?

Didn't Huang Beiyue and the Red Gold Holy Tiger conclude a natal contract? It's a big joke, it's simply impossible!

Wanting to make the Divine Beast surrender without concluding a contract is complete nonsense!

"Mo Lian?" Meng Qitian was pondering, and suddenly saw Mo Lian suddenly running into the fire of the temple ground, and was startled.

However, Mo Lian didn't pay attention to Meng Qitian at all, and went straight into the temple, all the way to the back of the Holy Monarch's throne, where the body of the red lotus was gone, but he knew that there was an enchantment behind the throne, leading to a place.

I don't know if it was because of the destruction of the battle, the barrier was already crumbling, like a wave of water in front of his eyes, he walked in without hesitation!

As soon as the water flashed, he arrived at the Xiaoyao Palace, outside Linhuai City.

It was quiet in the alchemy room, there was no one, and the strong smell of medicinal herbs came to the face, faintly carrying the smell of blood.

Mo Lian took a few steps forward, and saw that behind the huge medicine refining furnace, a golden robe was revealed, and the body of the red lotus was also lying on the other side of the medicine furnace.

didn't look at the red lotus, just walked along the golden robe, and slowly, a strange gentle face appeared in front of him.

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There are many people who don't understand Honglian's life experience, explain: The Holy Monarch swapped her with Sakura Ye back then, Red Lotus is the real Princess Yongning, Sakura Ye's life experience is related to the Cao family in Huaibei, and I will write about it later. So the dove occupies the magpie's nest, who is the dove and who is the finch? Fate makes people, Princess Lian!