Imperial Phoenix Rules

Chapter 2257: The white-clothed emperor Ling Tian

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She followed the power of the light source and finally found Binghan's whereabouts by a large lake.

There is a pavilion in the middle of the lake. White gauze is fluttering in the wind. Jun Mohuang can reach it. A woman in a white skirt and a man in a white robe are sitting face to face.

The woman in the white dress is undoubtedly Binghan.

There was an imperceptible shyness on her cold and indifferent face, thinking that the man opposite was her sweetheart.

The man opposite sat with his back to Jun Mohuang, and she couldn't see his face clearly.

However, Jun Mohuang felt that this person's back was very familiar for no reason.

There was a soundproof barrier floating by the lake, and Binghan obviously didn't want anyone to disturb their tryst.

"Who dares to disturb Lord Binghan's rest? Damn it!"

The appearance of Jun Mohuang immediately attracted the guards here.

The guards immediately drew their weapons.

Jun Mohuang was very fast and neat, and took care of the group of Yuanhuang Realm guards.

She grabbed a line of rules in the void and pulled it gently, causing the soundproof barrier to collapse.

The black and gold phoenix wings spread out, and Jun Mohuang descended into the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

The four circles of golden feathers on the phoenix wings directly cut the Huxin Pavilion into pieces.

The man in white opposite Binghan still maintained his elegant sitting posture.

A faint smile appeared on the corners of his lips, making his extremely handsome appearance even more breathtaking.

A transparent barrier quickly appeared, covering the man's entire body.

Amidst the sound of the Huxin Pavilion collapsing, dust and gravel flew into the sky. Binghan was staring at the man in front of her infatuatedly. She was confused by his sudden smile, and her reaction was half a beat slower.

The dress as white as clouds was stained by dust.

If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have been hit by the falling wooden beam.

Binghan was covered in dust, but the man opposite her was the complete opposite of her.

He sat elegantly, standing out among the ruins.

The white robe was like new, not even a speck of dust was stained on it.

"who!"

Binghan was furious and reached out to brush off the dust on her white skirt.

She had a tryst with her sweetheart here, maintaining an elegant and noble image throughout the whole process, and forbidding anyone to disturb her.

This man not only came to disturb her, but also came to wreak havoc. She had to tear this man into pieces.

"Of course it is me."

Jun Mohuang came behind Binghan, palmed the wind, and launched an attack on Binghan.

Before Binghan had time to turn around and see who was coming, she hit her on the back with a palm and was thrown into the lake, becoming a drowned rat.

Jun Mohuang was about to pursue the victory, but without Binghan stopping her, she suddenly saw clearly the appearance of the man in white.

Jun Mohuang's pupils shrank, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

In her great shock, she forgot to pursue Binghan.

Just now she thought that there must be a demon if she resorted to abnormal behavior.

Now, this demon was sitting in front of her.

Di Lingtian was dressed in the white robe of a bright priest from the Heavenly Spirit Realm, with a calm expression on his face, sitting in the ruins.

There was a golden three-petal lotus embroidered on his collar, which shone in the sky light.

This is the sign of a third-level light priest in the heavenly realm.

Jun Mohuang's gaze made him rarely raise his eyes.

His dark eyes were as dark as ink, and he glanced at her briefly, then quickly lowered his eyes.

"Ling Tian, why are you here!"

Jun Mohuang was so surprised that her lips parted slightly. She wondered if she was dazzled.

Except for the color of his eyes, the facial features of the man in front of him were exactly the same as Di Lingtian.

There are just some differences in temperament between the two.

The priest's robes were as bright as clouds, making him so sacred that even a glance at them would make people feel like he was being defiled.

(End of chapter)