Phoenix Dance, Jiangshan Qingning Chapter

Chapter 450 Son of God [7]

The golden light flashed, Wujiang's figure stumbled and fell from the steps in front of the main hall, his body was covered with bruises, got up, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"I hate the darkness in the Nine Heavens! Just like I hate you!" The figure of the emperor appeared at the top of the steps, with golden robes and a sacred and inviolable face.

"Isn't Your Majesty already trying to find a way to get rid of me?" Wu Jiang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled lightly, "God's punishment is not enough, the world is so vast under the Emperor's feet, yet he refuses to let me have a corner. "

"The evil fruits produced in the ten-year-old life pool are all extremely vicious in the world. If I forgive you, how have you ever forgiven the common people?" Emperor Huaxi said coldly, snorted coldly, and walked away.

Wujiang stood under the steps and looked up. It was the most sacred place in the world, the Lord of Light.

He looked at it blankly, the sky is so high, the earth is so bright, they are just a speck of dust, but why, there is nowhere to go?
He slowly walked back to the ten-year life pool, as expected, Mo Wuji was still on the olive tree, drinking alone, chatting to amuse himself.

"His Highness Wuji is still so chic and unrestrained, which is admirable." Wujiang said to him.

"I don't see His Excellency Wujiang here at the guardian throne tonight, where are you going?" Mo Wuji also raised his head and asked with a smile.

"It's just a casual walk." Wujiang looked at the wine in his hand, "May I have a glass of your highness's wine?"

"Anything you want." Mo Wuji waved his hand, and the flagon jug flew in front of him, dumped in the air, filling a glass full of wine.

Wujiang picked up the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, and frowned. Is this the wine that both mortals and gods are addicted to?It doesn't have the legendary mellowness, but it is very spicy.

"Thank you, Your Highness." He returned the wine glass and asked carelessly, "Drunk, do you feel nothing?"

"You can say that." Mo Wuji nodded.

"It would be good if I could get drunk every day, so that when daylight appears, I won't know how painful those pains are."

Mo Wuji paused while pouring the wine, then raised his head and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Your Highness won't understand. We were transformed by evil thoughts and came to Jiuchongtian to be punished." Wujiang Mie squinted his eyes and said sinisterly, "Qingning and I cannot appear at the same time, because when one appears , the other must suffer so much in exchange, so how I dread the daylight."

The wine glass in Mo Wuji's hand shook, and the wine flowed out. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't utter all the words.

In a daze, the night slowly faded, and the daylight appeared from a distance, dyeing a pool of ink-colored lotus flowers into a golden color.

The girl in the white skirt came in the golden light, her skirt fluttered, and she had the same icy expression, like frost that would never melt.

She was never willing to talk too much, and she was silent about everything she saw. Even when facing the emperor, she did not pretend to be so indifferent, which made the gods feel ashamed.

"Master Qingning." Mo Wuji called out to her, "Did you sleep well?"

Qing Ning glanced at him and said coldly, "Very good."

Mo Wuji looked at her and smiled, bewitching, but stopped talking.

If he could really make her sleep well, he was willing to give a lot.

Xun Feng blew and hovered between the two of them. In the silent atmosphere, no one spoke first.

(End of this chapter)