"However, after all, it still cannot be recognized as the master of Shenzhu Valley. It will not be able to become a new generation of divine masters. It will not be able to withstand the invasion of time and eventually die of old age."
Ye Qingli frowned and thought.
In this way, Shenzhuyu seems to be a living spiritual object.
"Do you still remember who the first generation of God Lord was?"
"That era was too long ago, and the old slave hadn't been born yet."
Prime Minister He shook his head and said: "However, behind the Temple of the God, there are portraits of the Gods of the past generations enshrined. Miss Ye can go and see them."
Under the guidance of Prime Minister He, Ye Qingli and Xiao Qilin came to the back hall and saw the portraits of the past lords of gods.
After all calculations, Xiao Qilin is the seventh generation God Lord. .
There are six people in front.
They have different shapes, some are human-shaped, and some are animal-shaped.
Others are in the shape of half-human beasts.
On the surface, there is no resemblance.
According to Prime Minister He, they have no blood connection.
But between her brows, Ye Qingli always felt something strange.
But for a moment, she couldn't think of anything strange.
Looking at the little Qilin beside him, he looked at her with big eyes and a blank look on his face.
"Sister, will there be any problem?"
When he was in the open sea, Prime Minister Turtle once used the little unicorn as a cover to try to command the sea beasts in the open sea. It was Ye Qingli who foiled their plot. From then on, Xiao Qilin was very convinced of Ye Qingli.
Ye Qingli's heart softened and she patted its head.
"Do not worry."
There should be no danger to the little unicorn. Judging from Prime Minister He's reaction, they also sincerely regard the little unicorn as their master.
However, the origin of this Shenzhu Valley seems worth exploring.
Anyway, Jun Aohan's injury has not healed yet, so they should be able to stay here for a while.
It’s never too late to research slowly.
Speaking of the young master, Ye Qingli suddenly became worried.
I ignored him for two or three days.
I don’t know how his injury is doing. Has it gotten worse?
She hurriedly said goodbye to Xiao Qilin and hurried back to her residence.
After returning, she pushed open Jun Aohan's door.
Then, the anger suddenly stopped coming.
In the eyes of outsiders, this Lord Ghost Face is extremely majestic and can make people shiver with his breath.
It was an extremely nourishing time.
He was only wearing a light shirt, and the belt was not even buckled, but hung diagonally on his body.
Leaning on the brocade couch.
One hand was holding a volume of book, as if he was reading it casually.
His dark eyes were as bright as morning stars.
There is a trace of endless romantic attitude between his eyebrows.
For a moment, Ye Qingli looked as if he was crazy.
It is very different from the previous Mr. Ghost Face who kept away from strangers.
Jun Aohan now looks a little more approachable.
However, it still carries an air of mist and dust.
The charm seems to have gone up a few notches again.
Even the tigers, horses and two who were waiting on him stopped their movements from time to time and peeked at him.
Ye Qingli's eyes suddenly became hazy.
The evil ghost-faced Lord in front of her seemed to be gradually becoming one with the man in her memory.
With the contact of two people.
This Lord Ghostface is getting closer and closer to what he remembers.
"You're back?"
At this time, Jun Aohan seemed to have just noticed Ye Qingli's presence.
He put down the book in his hand and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Why don't you come and serve me soon?"
"?" Ye Qingli couldn't help but be stunned.
"As my personal bodyguard, aren't these your duties?"
