Soon, the national teacher in white came out of the darkness slowly, with a smile on his face.
"The Holy Land of Floating Light?" Ling Yan looked at the national teacher: "The Holy Land of Floating Light should be to help the second imperial sister, right?"
"Not necessarily." The national teacher shook his head: "Before, Floating Light Holy Land was indeed assisting the second princess. It's a pity that the Eternal Emperor promised to surrender to Floating Light Holy Land. If this is the case, there is no need for Floating Light Holy Land to waste time."
"So that's it." Ling Yan nodded with a smile: "The Holy Land of Floating Light is powerful, but it's not easy to do anything to me. My father surrendered to the Holy Land of Floating Light, but I also surrendered to the Temple of Shadows."
As Lingyan finished speaking, Guiji and the others who had just arrived here were slightly taken aback.
Ming Zhan looked at Lingyan indifferently. Before they got the news that Lingyan really rebelled, they rushed here immediately. They never thought that the trash of the first prince was still dead...
At this moment, Ling Yan said that he surrendered to the Shadow Temple.
Suddenly, Lingyan's eyes fell somewhere above the void: "My lord, what do you think?"
Above the void, Ye Qingtang's face was full of bewilderment, this Lingyan... when did he surrender to himself...
Naturally, Ye Qingtang cooperated very well, and immediately appeared from the void and landed under the imperial city.
"Holy Lord?!"
Hearing Lingyan's words, not to mention the Eternal Emperor, even the national teacher of the Floating Light Holy Land, but the smile froze on his face. That woman...is the... Holy Lord of the Shadow Temple! !
"Oh... Interesting, I haven't seen this scene where father harms son and son fights father for nearly ten thousand years." Ye Qingtang had a harmless smile on her face, but her eyes were full of extreme love all the time. Dangerous sheen.
"Holy Lord, what's going on?"
Gui Ji looked at Ye Qingtang, frowning slightly.
"What?" Ye Qingtang's eyes fell on Gui Ji: "I still need to explain to you what I want to do."
Hearing the sound, Gui Ji looked at Ming Zhan at the side, but Ming Zhan shook his head.
After a while, Gui Ji hurriedly lowered her head and cupped her fists: "This subordinate dare not..."
"Ayao..." Minggu walked to Ye Qingtang's side, looking at Ye Qingtang with a pair of dark eyes, also very puzzled.
"I appreciate Ling Yan very much... Hehe, it's somewhat similar to when I was young." Ye Qingtang's ghostly smile and thought made Gui Ji, Ming Zhan and others elusive. I dare not object.
"It is Lingyan's honor to be able to submit to Lord Holy Master and serve His Lord Holy Master all his life." Lingyan looked at Ye Qingtang with a smile on his face, with deep meaning.
Mingde looked at Lingyan, and hit Ye Qingtang for a while. Mingde didn't believe that Ye Qingtang was the real Lord, but... if it was a fake, how could Lingyan submit to her...
Things, of course, are getting weirder...
"Senior Holy Master, today, why don't you show me the face of Fuguang Holy Land..." the national teacher looked at Ye Qingtang and said, the name of Fuguang Holy Land has increased a bit.
"Get lost." Ye Qingtang said lightly.
"What did you say?!" Hearing this, the national teacher's eyes flashed coldly.
"Minggu." Suddenly, Ye Qingtang looked at Minggu in front of him.
"Ayao, I'm here!" Ming Gu immediately stepped forward.
"Don't you think he...is an eyesore?" Ye Qingtang smiled.
"En!" Ming Gu agreed, and his whole body was like a shadow of a strong wind, and he came to the national teacher in an instant.
"Shua!"
A palm fell, the national teacher retreated more than dozens of steps, halfway, a large amount of blood spewed out of his mouth.