Around the wall, there is a crimson veil, the temple is very large, ten meters behind him, is a white jade stone step of one order, directly upward, the top, there is a colorful carving.

The color carving is about 1.7 meters, she is a girl, wearing a blue skirt, with a flowing white belt around her waist, her round fragrant shoulders are slightly exposed, and the spring light on her chest is looming.

After the erosion of endless years, the girl's face has been a little blurred, but it can be vaguely seen that the face, like a clear lotus, is very beautiful, her expression is very cold, and there is a mark in the center of her eyebrows, although it is very vague, but it can also be seen that it is the mark of the moon and the laurel.

In the crescent moon, a blue laurel is beautiful.

She is just a colorful stone sculpture, standing quietly on the top of the white jade stone steps, holding an ice-blue scepter in her hand, like a goddess, even if it is just a stone sculpture, the breath of her body makes people dare not blaspheme.

In the center of the temple, the man was dressed in purple and picturesque, with a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, and no emotion.

He stood there for a long time before turning around, walking lightly, and slowly approaching the colored stone sculpture.

A few strands of hair swept to the stone carving, and in an instant, a faint blue light appeared on the entire stone carving.

The mark on the eyebrows of the stone carving girl also fluctuated a little in an instant.

A moment later, I saw a brilliant blue light emanating from the mark.

The scepter in the hand of the stone carving girl was affected by the light, and it also emitted a brilliant blue light.

All of a sudden, the whole temple was filled with a light as clear as glass.

"Huh?" The bloodthirsty red eyes were cold for a minute, and after a while, they slowly spit out a word.

He didn't touch the stone carving girl, although it was only a stone carving, the aura it exuded was something that only a god could have.

"God?" It was a few more moments before he spat out two words very slowly.

The light in the bloodthirsty red eyes is complicated.

At the same time, the Cangyi Temple, it was daytime at this time, and the huge laurel tree in front of the prince's east palace suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light for some reason.

The light rippled in the Cangyi Temple, circle after circle, and in less than a moment, it actually covered the entire Cangyi Temple.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was sitting with His Royal Highness the Ninth Highness, playing an unfinished game of chess.

The sudden change in the Laurel Divine Tree made the movements in the hands of both of them stop.

The demon Mo Jiu was holding a black piece in his hand, a black chess piece, which was in stark contrast to his slender and white fingers, which was very beautiful.

At this time, because of the abnormal movement of the Laurel Divine Tree, the long-lost blue vortex appeared in the sky above the Cangyi Temple.

The entire laurel tree began to shake, and the laurel blossoms were in full bloom in an instant.

The scent of laurel instantly spread, filling the entire Cangyi Temple.

"She's alive." The black qi in Mo Jiu's hand suddenly fell on the chessboard, making a crisp sound.

Mo Zun's eyes sank, the white chess in his hand did not fall, and he said in a calm voice, "Jiu, if you fall here, you will enter a dead game." ”

Mo Jiu had no intention of playing chess at this time, and stood up directly, he had given his most precious purple gold bell to Huang Qingwang, with the breath of the purple gold bell, he could feel the breath of Huang Qingbang.

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