Two points of starry eyes overflowed with brilliance, a touch of vermilion lips were slightly opened; and the ankles were circled with blue silk, and I saw a white dress fluttering like a fairy. This woman was silent, just like Huaguang started herself.
Gong Lingye admits to have seen countless beauties, but has never seen a woman more beautiful than the light words in front of him. Her beauty does not belong to the mortal world, but should be bestowed by heaven.
She couldn't help pulling Bei Chenjue's sleeve, and joked softly: "It seems that your father has dragged you down and made you fail to inherit all the beauty of the saint."
Bei Chenjue smiled helplessly, Emperor Lingyue was not his biological father, as for who his father was, I am afraid that only the people in the seat know.
Lightly speaking, she seemed to have heard the whispers of the young couple. The beautiful face under the veil gave a slightly pleasant signal. She raised her left sleeve, and the fringed sleeves drew a semicircle in the air, as if she had drawn a dimensional gate out of thin air. Two sandalwood lacquered master chairs flew out of thin air, followed by food and wine.
Gong Lingye raised his eyebrows, and his face calmly sat down with Bei Chenjue on the Grand Master's chair, but his heart was not as calm as his face.
Space dimension door! This is a large mustard space!
Of course, she is not so stupid to think that she has the power to create things. That is the authority of God. If she really has such power, she might be able to open a tunnel of time and space and send them two to the modern day for a honeymoon.
This is obviously a large mustard seed space, and the mustard seed space's production heritage has long been lost on the Red Flame Continent. I didn't expect Yuli Continent to still have it.
Suddenly a well-behaved and quiet maid walked out of the side hall. She was about twelve or thirteen years old. She combed her ball head and looked cute and clever, but she still had a look of fear in her eyes.
Lightly beckoning her to her, she immediately twisted the corners of her skirt and cautiously walked up the nine steps. He gently took the hand of the little maid and seemed to smile at her comfortingly.
Gong Lingye and Bei Chenjue looked at each other speechlessly, what's the situation
Just as the two were puzzled, the maid suddenly looked up at them timidly, and said, "I am a saint of the Yuli ethnic group, speak lightly."
With a face of disbelief, Gong Lingye squinted his eyes and asked, "How can you be a saint?"
The man in the seat smiled lightly, and the little maid immediately spoke again: "I can't speak, little Yelly is my tongue."
Can't speak lightly, are you dumb? Gong Lingye felt that this was the biggest joke of the year she had encountered, and she couldn't help but blurt out and said: "Why? Is it natural?"
The maid said: "No, no, this is the punishment of the God of Yuli, my original sin, the price I must pay."
Suddenly, his gaze turned lightly, his eyes filled with smiles and countless emotions, just like a bunch of red thread around the fingertips, cut continuously, and the reason was still chaotic.
"Because of my son, Bei Chenjue."
Bei Chenjue's body stiffened, and although his face was still cold and frosty, Gong Lingye, who was sitting beside him holding his hand, could clearly feel his emotions.
Suddenly there is a mother, and no one can calm down.
Gong Lingye couldn't help but look bad, squinting dangerously, waiting for the saint to give her a reasonable answer.
"I am a saint, a saint of the Yuli tribe, a sinner of the Yuli tribe."
He closed his eyes lightly, put his hands on his chest, and made a weird movement. Gong Lingye couldn't understand the meaning, but saw that there was atonement and apology in it.
"The saint of the Yuli tribe has a single line. The saint is the spiritual leader of the Yuli tribe. Unlike the constant speculation of the outside world, the saint does not actually come from an excellent child in the clan. The saint is self-conceived and self-produced. The female dies, the descendants of the saint will take over. They never know what is happening outside of the world. They are so few. They are living people, but they are more like the stone statues in the church."
Since coming to this world, countless things have overturned Gong Lingye's cognition every day, but no one shocked her more than the light words, self-pregnancy, there is self-pregnancy in this world
A sorrowful smile appeared on the face that was as pure as an angel, and she wanted to make people cry. He wanted to pick the stars on the starry sky as a gift, just to smile again for her.
"After I accidentally saw the outside world, greed eroded my heart. I tried to get rid of the fate of the saint woman. I escaped during a sacrifice within the clan and escaped from the Yuli holy land where I lived for more than ten years. , I, for the first time set foot in the world outside the Holy Land."
He said lightly with contentment on his serene and peaceful face: "This is the first time in my life, and it may be the last time I have witnessed the outside world."
Raising the lush jade finger, he lightly drew a circle facing the sky above. With the click, the mechanism on the zenith moved quickly, just like the picture of a modern projector was shown in front of everyone.
The only time I went out was printed in the phantom. There are Qionglou Yuyu, green grass and blue sky, and the noise of the night market. The lights of the city are shining on thousands of families, the rivers are faint, the waves are surging, and the fish is just about to swim Jumped to the dragon gate, stood up and jumped and had to fall into the water again.
Countless pictures changed in front of Bei Chenjue and Gong Lingye, and finally stayed on a scroll of pictures.
It was a man with a hearty laugh. His eyebrows were full of heroic spirit, his features were handsome and tough, and his appearance was only three-pointers, but he said eight points out of his righteousness.
"Then, I met him." The unremarkable face jumped sweetly, Gong Lingye could see clearly that it was his emotions facing Bei Chenjue.
"We knew each other, met, and then fell in love. In the past two years or so, we have walked through countless mountains and rivers, seen countless crowds of people, and looked through the majesty of the Temple of the Sea and the vastness of the Northwest Desert."
Suddenly he sighed lightly: "I thought I could always follow him like this, but I was wrong. The Uli people finally found me, and I must go back."
"But I am not reconciled to nothing in the past two years of hard work, and I still can't get rid of my destiny. So before I left... and then returned to the Holy Land, I found that I was pregnant.
She smiled bitterly: "This is a matter of chance, I won the bet. This child can't be beaten, he must be born, and the destiny of Saint Yuli that has lasted for thousands of years is finally broken, because My pregnancy, the saint is dying, and the Yuli will never have a saint again. My greed finally made me make mistakes."
"I am a traitor of the Yuli tribe."
The image disappeared, and the words repeated lightly, as if all the previous emotions had never been there.
"My voice is deprived. This punishment is not serious at all, because the disappearance of the saint means the disappearance of the source of power of the Yuli people, and I must find a way to make up for it."
"Youli, cannot be destroyed in my hands."