The clouds on the sea and mountains are stacked, like the undulating sea, majestic and magnificent. At this time, the amplitude of the sky fluctuates, the clouds roll and shake, like thousands of birds returning to their nests, and the feathers rise and thousands of layers of wind blow away.

A huge white-headed carved wings slowly landed on the ground. The fierce wind of its spreading slender wings flapping made the clouds covered below fade away, revealing the gray-white stone surface, and the exquisitely carved houses and watchtowers in the peaks and ridges.

The bright sun was unstoppable, and the cliff was like a layer of golden light shining. I saw two people standing firmly above the white-headed eagle's heads, and the people following them were each riding a bird that flapped its wings. The roaring fog was like flowing yarn and white-breasted Bai Lian, the girl in the blue clothes and white skirts and the man in the same color stood with a robe that reached the sky and the earth.

The group of people waiting below looked up and looked in a daze. The strong wind made their clothes and hair messy, but none of them retreated, all of them were surging in their chests, as if they were fixed.

Finally, the wind and clouds were calm, Xie Yingyi's white-headed beast eagle and the witch envoys rode on the horses and landed on the Temple of Heaven. For a moment, the dozens of tall beasts occupied most of the spacious and empty Temple of Heaven. The environment seemed cramped, and the time when everything was frozen began to flow.

"Lin, do you think... are fate used to tricking people sometimes?" The old Qian clan's clothes were filled with wind and stood straight. The stern face of Ke Ling had an indescribable and obscure shade.

The Lin clan elder stroked the flying beard, sighed, reached out and patted his friend on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "But at least it did not intend to kill us, so it still left a way out."

The Qian clan's elder did not look slowed down because of his easy joke. His face, which had been serious about the weather and frost, showed a hint of worry: "Will she... forgive the witch clan?"

The elder of Lin clan put away his smile and looked forward. The elegant face, which was no longer young, had no expression.

"She's not back."

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Kunpeng is the name given to the Baitou Diao by Xie Yingyi. It can cross the sea and fly thousands of miles of mountains. It has such a meaning to the rumors of Kun and Peng in Beiming. When he read this article anecdotes in his childhood, he hoped that his beast would grow into such a giant in the future, which could carry him to ride the wind and waves and fly freely.

Kunpeng, as Xie Yingyi's beast, had a mutual understanding of his heart. After landing, he bent down and covered the ground with his wings. His body was thick but not soft. It felt like hard leather armor. They had a support under their feet and went down to the ground.

Looking at the clan elders who had been waiting in front of them for a long time, standing on the platform, the unified white cloak robe and robe blending with the light clouds and white mist around them, Xie Yingyi thought for a moment and mustered up the courage to take the initiative to hold Chen Baiqi's hand. He didn't want to stand behind her anymore, and her side should be his.

"Are you afraid?"

He asked.

The girl's expression under the mask was unsightly, but she chuckled, her voice was clear and pleasant, like a clear spring that penetrated into people's hearts.

"I'm worried that I'll face them alone, so I want to stand with me and advance and retreat together?"

She raised her wrists that were held by him, and her tone was relaxed and comfortable.

Xie Yingyi pressed her hand that was moving randomly.

"At this point, we have long been unable to distinguish between relationships. I will work with you if you advance or retreat."

Chen Baiqi said it casually, but when he got his serious answer like an oath, he suddenly felt that if she was frivolous again, she would feel a little sorry for his solemnity.

She sorted out her expression and said again: "Of course, where else can you go beside me."

Xie Yingyi suddenly slapped his heart. He pursed his lower lip and tried to raise the curve of the lips. He subconsciously wanted to see her expression when she said this, but he tried to restrain her and looked at her without squinting.

"Cough...well."

The elders of the clan mobilized all the troops to come to the Temple of Heaven to wait immediately. In full view of everyone, some things were a bit out of place on such occasions, so Xie Yingyi did not respond much, but he believed that she understood his intentions.

The messengers of the witch clan are usually sent out by the twelve branches to receive, transport or transmit messages. After completing this mission, they can no longer stay in such a core conversation. So they salute the elders and quietly surrender after reporting the mission.

In the end, only Xie Yingyi and Chen Baiqi were left behind.

"Heavenly Xie Yingyi has seen all the clan elders here." Xie Yingyi let go of Chen Baiqi, folded his arms around his chest, and saluted them with his forehead.

As his destiny young master and the fiance of the Lich King, there is no need to kneel down to the elders like an ordinary witch clan, but only to pay tribute to the elders.

"Yingyi, you left Nanzhao privately this time and acted boldly. I believe you know what racial rules should you be punished. After that, you can go and steal the Heavenly Clan to receive the punishment." The Qian clan's old man stood up, but he didn't want to talk to him.

He had confessed his guilt to Xie Yingyi's affairs by himself. Because of his special status, the Qian clan elders and others did not hold their own positions and were punished without authorization, but instead handed them over to the Tianming clan elders of the Tianming clan.

Except for his lack of intention to interfere with the affairs of other tribes of the twelve stems and branches, he, or the people present, had his attention distracted from the beginning on the masked girl who came with him.

Some of the upper class of the witch clan's power have come to the Temple of Heaven. These dozens of people represent the will and decision-making direction of most witch clans, except for some secret retreats or those with limited mobility.

Most of them are older and have old faces. They observe the girl in blue on the Temple of Heaven, either openly or secretly.

She stood there quietly and steadily, wearing a mask without any pattern and color, without revealing the familiar face they looked at on another person. When she looked at it, she felt that there was no similarity between her and Prajna Yayoi except that.

The girl dressed simply and neatly, without the complicated and gorgeous outfits, and was clean and simple. She was in Tsinghua University. Unlike ordinary people, she might be accustomed to the strictness of court etiquette. Whether it is standing or walking, her back is straight, her neck is relaxed, and her shoulders are drooping. She has a kind of sarcastic sarcasm of generals, and she also has a kind of nobleness of Gongsun nobles like a dragon. Her appearance is serious and her eyes are solemn, which makes people dare not act rashly easily.

The Qian clan always looked at her, remembering all the past, and almost died at the hands of his tribe members. Han Shuang never saw the knife hidden again, but was afraid that he would hurt her if he was too sharp.

"What's your name now?"

I know that she still has a barrier to the witch clan, so I am afraid she will not admit the name given to them. So this topic is to show their respect and to their debts.

Chen Baiqi was stunned when he heard this, and was a little surprised that the first thing they said when they saw her was to ask this.

She stood up, thought for a while, and said, "I gave myself a name, Chen Rui."

Rui was taken by Bai Mazi Chi. She was too lazy to think about it anymore, so she felt that there was no need to change it.

And too many people know the word "Bai Qi" and she doesn't plan to use it outside because she is afraid of causing unnecessary suspicion.

But when she heard other people's ears, she still had an old relationship with Bai Ma Zi.

They all knew that the name Baima Zirui was chosen by Baima Ziqi, but fortunately she did not continue to be named Baima surname, but chose a Central Plains surname.

Some clan elders and witch clan officials have a lot of thoughts, but now it is not the time to discuss and call this name.

They still remember You Xin's resolute attitude of being tense and never interacting with each other when they parted last time, so they didn't know how to face her for a while, even though she had no resentment and indifference to the witch clan when she spoke at this time.

As if they knew what they were hesitating and doubting, Chen Baiqi took the lead in saluting and bowing to them generously.

Put your arms round and fold them on your chest, and bend down to salute them.

She didn't understand the rituals of the witch clan, but just brought Xie Yingyi's way of rituals according to the script.

Seeing this, Xie Yingyi was slightly stunned, and his ears turned red quietly.

No matter whether you are in a position of high or low position, once you get married, it will be a ceremony for the couple. This is a custom of the witch clan, but this custom...but it does not apply to her who will become the Lich King.

When the others saw her suddenly bowing, they felt panic and looked surprised. Before their minds could react, they immediately returned the bowing.

They performed a tribute. Obviously, in their subconscious mind, they had deeply engraved Chen Baiqi's heroic figure in their minds. Her shattered witch power and the shock of the sacred silver mark made them unable to accept her tribute with peace of mind.

What if she really is the Lich King... then how dare they accept such a gift from her?

I saw that when they met, they all expressed their sincerest courtesy to each other, which was a good start.

Xie Yingyi, who was sandwiched between them, saw that both sides met so grandly, but she was so funny that she couldn't stand aside. He was close to Chen Baiqi, and from his main position, he looked up at the stairs, as if he was receiving a ceremony.

So, in order to show respect and respect, he had to bow with him.

Chen Baiqi felt the movement above, but she did not look up: "The little girl is ruthless. I wonder if all the clan elders are still rude to surrender to the enemy king before Chen Rui was guilty of the crime?"

She took the lead in opening up the topic of being secretly separated from each other's hearts.

The Qian clan elder was stunned and subconsciously said in a deep voice: "Isn't blamed you for this?"

He stood up, but saw that she refused to get up and frowned. He stepped down the steps and approached her.

His breath was strong and steady, and his tall body suddenly enveloped Chen Baiqi.

He stood still for a while and reached out his hand tentatively. Seeing that she had not avoided or was displeased, he started to hold her up.

His fingers trembled slightly, enduring control.

Although he is a cold-hearted person, he is honest. Judging from the situation at that time, she was just a counterattack that was forced to do. As for her time as a white horse Zirui... even if she was wrong, it was not her.

"It would be great if I didn't blame him." She rose up with his strength, as if she was close to him, put away her rebelliousness and alienation, smiled with a smile, as gentle as the breeze that had blown by: "Because I have planned to reconcile with myself, and I also plan to get along well with you."

Her words surprised everyone, and at the same time, they were shocked.

It’s not that they can’t react. They are really unforgettable to me when “Baima Zirui” was the only one. She swept the witch clan with a powerful attitude. Although her attitude has never been bad or hatred, her cold and unfamiliar back is enough to make them understand that she has no favoritism for the witch clan.

"What did you... say?" the old man from the kid asked in a silence.

Chen Baiqi looked at him, her eyes were not scrutiny, nor did she dodge at all.

Sometimes a tough attitude may give people a feeling that it is not easy to mess with, but if you want to integrate into the collective, it is better to be easy-going and affinity.

She is not short of opportunities to establish her authority, but compared with the deep bonds accumulated by Prajna Yayoi and their daily life, she, a newcomer, should not be too independent and special, which makes people reject it better.

In addition, she also felt that the old man in the family seemed to feel a little guilty towards her. In this way, showing weakness would make him closer and show his apology.

"The old man of the Gan tribe, there is a saying in the Central Plains that fallen leaves return to their roots. People can always deny their origins. Although they can choose where they go, they are integrated into the blood and quenched into the body. When people live, they cannot release dry blood, pick bones and cut flesh, and live like bones and bones."

Her words mobilized their emotions. Everyone had a sense of honor for their own race and hometown, especially those who valued their own race and bloodline. With such a high degree of approval and integration, they seemed to be able to accept her and believe in the sincerity in her words.

"Okay, good boy!" The old man from the kid pinched her wrist and said excitedly.

The elder of the Lin clan was moved later, but his thoughts were unknown.

Wu Changting, who was behind the clan's elder, also looked at her. She put on a mask. He still remembered her appearance, but he could not associate her with Prajna Yayoi at all.

If she was not a fellow sister who was replaced by Prajna Yayoi, he would feel that the girl in front of him was difficult to tell her age. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, but her tone was heavy and gentle. Without the innocent and romantic temperament of the past, she stood in front of the majestic clan elders without any restraint or hesitation, just as if her heart was deep and she could control the scene. They were not oppressive in her eyes.

Her mature nature is enough to communicate with the elders of the Gan tribe, the Lin tribe and other elders, and to be honest.

It is hard to imagine that the person who was kept by Bai Ma Zi Chi before was ignorant of the world is now her who has no flaws in her body.

Everything about her is as unpredictable as a miracle.

Is her words worth believing?

When she came back, was she really planning to return to her roots as she said?

In fact, none of this matters anymore, because she is coming back, and they... need her back.

"Son, welcome home."

Wu Changting smiled sincerely and said to her.

Only those who are determined to be the Lich King can be called the Holy Lord. Before, Prajna Yayoi was the only holy son, so the title of the Holy Lord came from this, but when the candidates become two, they are called the Holy Son.

Chen Baiqi heard Wu Changting's voice, and she did not recognize him for a moment, but his face was unforgettable and beautiful. So she recalled a few scenes about him.

She bent her lips and smiled slightly, her eyes were as clear as the sky, and she was smooth and quiet for thousands of miles, and it was the endless blue sky and blue sea.

"I feel very honored."
Chapter completed!