Maybe it's in the illusion, maybe it's because the time of reunion after a long absence is extraordinarily short, and Xuan Jue feels that in the blink of an eye, the sky will dawn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She stood up and patted the dust off her dress, "Let's go, go see what's going on today." ”

The prayer hall in the morning light was silent, and through the panes, it could be seen that the candle flame had long since turned back into its original body, standing solemnly on the altar, waiting for every believer who came to pray for blessings on this day.

The bright Vermilion Bird Star Monarch had long since disappeared, and according to the usual practice, it was inferred that he should have returned to the temple to report to the Holy Lord about the previous day's candle practice.

Ling Jue and Mo Chengqing walked along the steps to the temple behind the prayer hall, and as soon as they got closer, they saw Xiao Jue talking to Vermilion Bird Xingjun outside the door.

"Suzaku-sama, did you help me talk again yesterday? Didn't I tell you everything, Zhu Mengmeng's heart is very small-minded, she must have hated you. ”

Suzaku Xingjun smiled brightly, "I'm not talking for you. I'm trying to please you in the open. ”

"If you want to eat something, go directly to the apse to find Aunt Mei, her craftsmanship is better than mine! Why bother to grab food with Xiao Pei Gongzi every night?" Xiao Lingjue pursed her lips slightly.

Vermilion Bird Xingjun said seriously: "I'm also trying to let the candle flame experience the fun of people!"

At this moment, a fast horse galloped in the distance, and two figures, one large and one small, were vaguely seen sitting on the horse.

Xiao Lingjue was attracted by the sound of horses' hooves, raised his eyes, and immediately frowned, "Lord Vermilion Bird, is that someone from the White Tiger Domain?"

Vermilion Bird Xingjun no longer looked like he was not acting properly just now, and became really serious, "That's right, looking at the dress, the person who came should be the personal guard of the White Tiger Xingjun." The little kid behind him didn't know where it came from. It doesn't look like it's a good person, Xuanjue, it's better for you to hide. ”

Xiao Lingjue said unhappily: "It must be that the White Tiger Xingjun is here to find fault again, so I won't hide! Even if he comes in person, I am not afraid of him! Lord Suzaku, you said that he has no successor, and it will be blamed on me." Doesn't that make sense?"

Vermilion Bird Star Monarch pursed his lips and was noncommittal to her words, "Let's go in and talk about it, I have to get back to the Holy Lord before that person complains." ”

He walked quickly into the temple, followed by the unhappy little Lingjue.

After reporting the progress of the candle flame in a few words, the Vermilion Bird Star Monarch also arrived.

Perhaps because of the presence of the Holy Lord, the man saw the "culprit" Xiao Xuanjue, although his face was full of anger, he did not attack, but said to the Holy Lord in a stiff tone: "Lord Saint, the son of Lord Xingjun, has completely lost the blood of the White Tiger a month ago. Lord Xingjun was furious and ordered the villain to send him to the temple. Now that the person has been delivered, the villain will go back to his life. ”

"Hey, wait, what do you mean by that, White Tiger Domain, to leave such a big child in the temple alone?" Xiao Lingyu asked, pointing at the expressionless little boy.

The little boy was only five or six years old, but his eyes were as indifferent as those of an old man in his fifties or sixties. Looking at the dress, he can't see the glory and wealth of his son of the star monarch.

In the words of the guard, there was no respect for him, which made Xiao Lingjue angry.

"Don't worry about this White Tiger Lady, Lord Holy Lord has his own decision. Or, could it be that after you snatched the White Tiger bloodline, Miss White Tiger, you want to replace the Holy Lord?"

"That's enough!" the Holy Lord commanded with great majesty to stop the two from arguing. The atmosphere in the temple was solemn, like a taut bowstring, as if it could break at any moment.

After a long while, the Holy Lord in the middle of the temple gradually stopped the violent swaying of the branches, and his voice returned to gentleness, "The White Tiger Star Monarch's longevity is about to end?"

The guard was slightly silent for a moment before replying, "This is Lord Xingjun's secret, and the villain has no way of knowing. ”

"I allowed him to send his family to the atrium to settle down before he sat down. Go back. ”

"Yes!"

The man left the little boy behind and went alone.

It took Xiao Lingjue a long time to wake up from the shock of "Shouyuan is about to end", "Holy Lord, that old man is going to die?"

As soon as she said this, she immediately regretted it, and hurriedly looked at the little boy who had been silent, only to find that even if he heard the news that his biological father was dying, his face did not have the slightest wave.

The Holy Lord sighed slightly, "The White Tiger Star Monarch's feelings are weak, if it's just his son's bloodline disappearing, how can he be furious? The White Tiger Clan has killed too much, and it has always been the shortest lifespan among the four holy beast clans, but this White Tiger Star Monarch is too short. ”

Suzaku Xingjun wanted to speak on the side, he wanted to say that the reason for the current situation may not be without Miss Xuanjue's share.

But think about it again, there is also one more little green dragon in the temple, isn't the Qinglong clan good?

So he swallowed it back, squatted down instead, and asked the little boy gently, "What's your name?"

The little boy's eyes rolled slightly, looked at him, and said word by word: "My surname is Cheng." ”

"Forehead......" Vermilion Bird Xingjun, who is invincible in his own beauty, unconsciously remembered the scene of the first time he saw his little apprentice who was forced to pass over the candle, the same sluggish, the same emotionless.

White Tiger Xingjun's surname is Cheng, and his son is naturally surnamed Cheng, where do you need this kid to tell everyone?

Suzaku Xingjun was so depressed that he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and blurted out, "You mean your father didn't even give you a name?"

The little boy nodded imperceptibly, and the eyes of the Vermilion Bird Star Monarch and Xiao Lingjue who were present suddenly widened, and even the Holy Lord fell into a stupor for a moment, and all the leaves that swayed slightly were completely still.

"Xiao Cheng, from now on, you will live in the temple. Think about what you want to call it and give it back to me. There was a faint anger in the Holy Lord's voice, "Xiao Ling, take Xiao Cheng Gongzi to settle down." ”

After Xiao Cheng left, the sacred tree in the temple began to sway wildly, accompanied by the angry voice of the Holy Lord, "What a White Tiger Star Monarch! He is so indifferent to his own son! I still think that after his immortal death, there was no one to take care of his family! Now that I think about it, I really worry about it in vain! Where can that kind of person have a family!"

"That's right! Xiao Cheng is so pitiful! Lord Saint, look at his appearance, what is the difference between him and Xiao Pei Gongzi when he first transformed! Xiao Pei Gongzi is a big candle in this life! Xiao Cheng is also a living creature no matter how he says it!" Xiao Ling's perception is difficult to find, anyway, there are no outsiders, so he simply vented all the breath he was holding in his heart.