Lin Qingrou was so angry that she ordered the head of the law enforcement hall, "You, go and report to the master now, I want to see him!"
"Yes, yes, princess, please sit down and have a cup of tea to calm down your anger."
The leader of the law enforcement hall said this, but in fact he is not stupid!
Your Majesty even let Bai Yao in the main hall, which was never allowed to be entered.
If he goes to disturb me now, isn't that a way to seek death?
So, he slipped out of the hall, found a corner where no one was paying attention, and sat there leisurely playing games.
Lin Qingrou was restless and walked back and forth.
Seeing this, Lin Hao hurriedly comforted her, "Rou'er, don't worry..."
"How could I not be worried! I have never even entered Master's main palace, so why should Bai Yao do it?"
Lin Qingrou's face was twisted and filled with hatred.
Lin Hao smiled and reassured, "This is the strange part."
"You are His Holiness's favorite disciple and His only disciple. He even gave you the only title of Princess of Nine Provinces. This shows how much His Holiness values you."
"Bai Yao is just a little good-looking at best."
"She's good-looking? She had plastic surgery!" Lin Qingrou exploded at the slightest hint.
Lin Hao had a lewd smile on his face, "So Rou'er, you have to think differently."
"Why didn't His Holiness meet her openly and openly in the main hall, but instead summoned her to the main hall?"
"I don't know!" Lin Qingrou was so angry that she almost went crazy. She didn't have a clear mind to think at all.
"I heard that in ancient times, there was a practice method of harvesting yin and replenishing yang..."
Lin Hao hesitated to speak, his eyes were full of meaning.
Lin Qingrou reacted immediately, "Brother Hao, do you mean that Master wants to use Bai Yao as a furnace?"
"It must be!" Lin Hao said plausibly, "otherwise, why would she be summoned to the main hall alone without being noticed?"
"If that's the case, I'll be relieved." Lin Qingrou smiled sinisterly.
"I heard that women whose yin is harvested to replenish yang end up miserable!"
"It's best for Bai Yao to be drained of all her merit and power by her master and become a useless person! When the time comes, I will make sure that she wants to live and not die."
Lin Qingrou put her heart in her stomach and started flirting with Lin Hao without shame.
She was so immersed in love that she didn't react at all.
Why did the master not see her immediately when he came back this time, but met Bai Yao instead.
The main hall of the shrine.
Bai Yao was sent to the entrance of the main hall by the disciples in red.
"Please come in."
The disciple in red stopped here.
Bai Yao stepped into the main hall.
The deserted and majestic palace gives people a sense of gloom and coldness.
The main hall is Mo Xuan's private space, but it is completely empty, with no decorations at all.
"I've already arrived, there's no point in hiding anymore."
Bai Yao spoke coldly.
Her clear voice echoed in the empty main hall.
Still no one responded.
Bai Yao frowned slightly, slowly raised his hand, and a ball of spiritual light burst out from his palm.
The aura flew into the void.
The next second, he hit a barrier hard.
"And there is a barrier?"
Bai Yao's mouth twitched slightly and he glanced at the barrier. It wasn't difficult to untie it, it just took a little effort.
Three seconds later.
The barrier collapsed, turning into countless stars and shattering to the ground.
She took a step forward.
In an instant, towering mountains came into view.
And she was already on the top of the highest mountain.
Bai Yao's heart sank.
Step forward and look around.
This place seems to be a fairyland world forgotten by time, and it is eerily silent.
Keep walking forward and come to the edge of the cliff.
An old willow tree on the edge of the cliff has fluttering branches.
Under the willow tree.
A slender figure stood with his hands behind his back, his back facing her.
Bai Yao's calm heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked around.
Sure enough, there was a familiar boulder nearby.
On the top of the sea of clouds, willows and boulders are still there!
This was clearly the same scene as her dream!
"You're not Mo Xuan, are you Ye Chuan?"
Bai Yao looked at the man under the tree, his eyes a little wary.
"Yaoyao, you are finally here."
The man turned around slowly.
He was dressed in a black robe, with silver hair like snow, and a pair of green ink eyes under the mask that seemed to be filled with world-famous peach blossoms. He was so beautiful that it was unforgettable.
"Are you really Yekawa?"
Bai Yao took a step back warily.
"Yaoyao, I'm not the real Yechuan."
"Then who are you?"
"In Kyushu, my name is Mo Xuan. In the outside world, others call me Mo Xuanchi."
Mo Xuan curled his lips and smiled, "You can call me whatever you want."
There was an inviolable and dignified air about him.
Bai Yao was still very guarded against him, "You have been to my dream, right? I have seen this place in my dream."
When Mo Xuan heard that she had dreamed about the top of the Ancestral Mountain, a light flashed in his eyes.
"I have never been in your dream."
"No?"
Bai Yao narrowed his eyes, "This tree, this boulder, these continuous mountains, and you, have all appeared in my dreams."
"If you hadn't entered my dream, how could I have dreamed of the exact same scene?"
Mo Xuan approached her step by step, "Yaoyao, maybe you will dream about these, not because I am dreaming, but because you have experienced it before."
"impossible!"
Bai Yao categorically denied it.
"What have I gone through, don't I know?"
Mo Xuan stared at her deeply, then smiled softly after a long time, "Yes, there are some things you have forgotten a long time ago."
"An oracle in Yechuan has issued a ban, and there are only a few people who can remember those who passed by."
"You tried every possible means to lure me to New Kyushu, what exactly do you want to do?" Bai Yao frowned.
"And your identity. What do you mean when you say you are not the real Yechuan?"
Mo Xuan slowly turned around, glanced at the churning sea of clouds, and said with a smile: "Let's have a cup of tea first and then talk."
He waved his hand casually, and a huge cup of Boba milk tea appeared on the boulder.
Bai Yao: "..."
In such a fairyland-like place, a cup of milk tea seems a bit out of place.
"If I don't drink your tea, who knows if you might poison it."
"If you fart, let it go."
Mo Xuan didn't mind being complained about by her, so he picked up the milk tea and drank it by himself.
"It's so sweet, no wonder you like it so much."
He also likes sweet things, but for so many years, no matter what he eats, it is like chewing wax.
It was only now that he finally found her that he felt a hint of sweetness.
Perhaps, the sweet thing is not the milk tea, but her arrival.
"Don't look at me like that Yaoyao, the relationship between you and me started thousands of years ago."
Mo Xuan looked back and smiled.
The breeze blew by, blowing a strand of his silver hair and passing over the mask.
Bai Yao suddenly had a strong urge to take off his mask.
Of course, she did that too.
Mo Xuan's movement was dexterous and he avoided her hand.
"Is my face more worthy of your attention than those truths that have been buried for thousands of years?"
he joked.
Bai Yao nodded, "Yes, I am a zombie who cares about appearance. If you are good-looking, I can tolerate you. If you are not good-looking, I will turn around and leave."
She looked at his eyes and felt like she had seen them before somewhere.