Chapter 915 What Happened (Part [-])
As soon as Hei Feng finished speaking, there was a blur in front of his eyes, and the sound of the wind came from his ears. In the next second, the person sitting on the throne had long since disappeared.

Seeing this, Heifeng's eyes twitched, he stood up, and went to 'Xingyao Pavilion', Yuqin's room. He knew that his lord had already rushed there.

When Yueming rushed to the door of the 'Xingyao Pavilion', he was suddenly stunned, and the surprise and longing on his face also slowly faded from his face, leaving only his expressionless face and looking at him. Eyes with unclear emotions.

This is the scene Hei Feng saw when he arrived. He was a little puzzled and didn't understand why the Lord suddenly became so fast. However, when he was about to reach the 'Xingyao Pavilion', Yue Ming turned around and left Xingyao Pavilion.

This time Hei Feng was even more puzzled, but when Yue Ming passed him by, a cold and biting order came from his mind.

"Let her come to the hall by herself."

"Yes!" Hei Feng was inexplicable, but still had to obey Yue Ming's order, came to the door of Yuqin's room, and knocked on the door lightly.

Yuqin opened the door, and what he saw was Hei Feng, but the joy on his face suddenly collapsed, "What's wrong, Hei Feng? Has the master left the customs?"

Heifeng nodded in embarrassment, and said apologetically, "The lord has left the customs, but... But the lord let the young master go to the hall by himself"

Yuqin was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and then came an inexplicable grievance, she didn't know why she was wronged, anyway, she was very wronged, maybe in her concept, the master would not treat her like this.

Yuqin lowered his eyes slightly, resisting the feeling of grievance in his heart, and said softly, "Well, I'll go right away, Heifeng, please lead the way."

Heifeng nodded, feeling very distressed for the young master, he couldn't figure out what happened to the lord suddenly, he cared so much about the young master, why he seemed to be a different person all of a sudden.

Yuqin followed behind Heifeng, with her eyes slightly lowered, making it difficult for people to see the emotion in her eyes clearly.

Although the temple is very large, there are times when the journey is over, and when people don't want to face it, they always feel that the journey is very short, and the same is true for Yuqin.

After a while, she followed the black wind to the main hall.

Yue Ming in the main hall was wearing a dark purple embroidered gown embroidered with gold, and a golden crown on his head. His face was expressionless, his eyes were slightly alienated, and his eyes were very empty. Just one glance could not help but make people surrender. He is A born king, he should stand at the top of the universe, and he should be admired by all people.

He is an insurmountable god, while she is just a small mortal. Even though she has become a fairy now, it cannot change the fact that she is just a mortal.

Seeing her, Yuqin felt for the first time that he was not worthy of him, with mixed feelings in his heart, and a bitter smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Soon came under the high platform of Yueming.

"My lord, the young master will bring you here."

"Disciple pays homage to master!" Yuqin knelt down suddenly. At this moment, she only had admiration and respect for the gods. When she saw the cold master for the first time, her heart suddenly ached, but she would rather choose to ignore such pain. .

"My apprentice is free of courtesy, and I am flat." The indifferent tone is not at all like the previous Yueming. Yuqin seems to have never known Yueming before. At this time, she dare not have any extravagant hopes, and even she has retreated. , she didn't ask him to save her mother, she would rather go back and use the last resort than stay here anymore.

"Thank you, master." The voice was muffled, but it was the feeling of trying to control one's emotions.

While the atmosphere between the two made Heifeng puzzled, he was also very depressed, as if there was a breath in his heart, which he couldn't get rid of no matter what.

However, Yue Ming's voice sounded calmly again.

Hearing the lazy and sexy voice, but with a cold tone, Yuqin couldn't help lowering his head and clenched his fists.

"Xingyao, come to the temple today, why are you looking for a teacher?"

(End of this chapter)

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