That's right, the Guardian said just now.

"Only by lighting up the running lights can you enter the Sutra Pavilion unconditionally."

"But I really searched for it without any effort."

Mu Qingqian didn't know that she would be so smoothly in the Sutra Pavilion.

The two of them entered smoothly, and the guardian looked at Mu Qingqian's back, his eyes straightened.

"Who are you?"

She had met Mu Qingqian before. At that time, Mu Qingqian was cowardly and cute and cute as if she had never grown up. However, today Mu Qingqian completely refreshed her view.

"You can actually light up the running lights without doing anything. There is only one person in this world. If you have done this back then, that person is the Lord of the Holy Palace who shocked Xingyueda 6."

Entering the Sutra Pavilion, Mu Zexi familiarly took Mu Qingqian into the innermost part. On the square table, there was a lamp, and the wick was turned off. If you looked closely, you could see that the wick was golden.

It was a very strange lamp, giving people the feeling of a person standing there with his eyes closed, waiting for others to come and wake it up.

Mu Qingqian noticed it at first sight, "Little uncle, you bring me to the Sutra Pavilion to see this lamp?"

“Try to light it up.”

"Why does this lamp feel so sad?"

Yes, sad.

Mu Qingqian felt it was a very uncomfortable feeling.

When Mu Zexi heard this, she was silent for a moment, and she actually felt the breath of this lamp.

She can really light this light, right?

"Xiao Qian'er, do you know what the name of this lamp is?"

"What's the name?"

"Angelic kiss."

"What a fresh and refined name."

"But its origin is bloody."

"Oh?" Mu Qingqian glanced at Mu Zexi, "Uncle, why is it so important to see this lamp?"

"Because this lamp contains marrow washing liquid, although your talent is top-notch, your meridians need to be reshaped, which will help you achieve twice the result with half the effort in your future cultivation."

Marrow washing liquid, Xingyueda 6's most powerful sacred liquid medicine. It is hard to find a drop.

"I think my uncle needs marrow washing liquid more."

"No, I don't need it, Xiao Qian'er, find a way to open it."

I don’t know if it was Mu Qingqian’s illusion, but she saw a trace of eager expectation in Mu Zexi’s eyes.

He was expecting her to open the angel kiss, just for the marrow washing liquid?

Or is it because of something else?

hiss!

Mu Qingqian lowered her head and realized that her fingertips had touched the wick kissed by the angel. There was a sharp thorn in the wick that pierced her fingertips, and a drop of red blood instantly dripped into the wick.

The sharp pain that had never been seen spread throughout the body from the fingertips, causing Mu Qingqian to suddenly feel excited.

Suddenly, the entire Sutra Pavilion fell into darkness, the lights were completely gone, and the wick that had been destruction suddenly lit up.

The golden light dispels the darkness of the Sutra Pavilion, and the golden light is glorious.

Mu Qingqian was so stabbed that she couldn't open her eyes. When she closed her eyes, she suddenly heard a sound in her mind.

It was a woman's voice, with an anxious and domineering meaning: Come back, I've been waiting for you for a long time.

who?

Whose voice is this?

Who is waiting for her?

Why did she look particularly sad when she listened to such a voice?

She wanted to open her eyes, but her head was so dizzy that she couldn't even open her eyelids.
Chapter completed!