His Highness the Son moves the cat online

Wu Meiren also frowned. Looking at the barren ground in front of him, he pondered for a while and said, "What kind of magic is this...it can destroy all plants without a trace, not even a trace."

Feng Jia squatted on the ground and spread his palms. After a long while, he stood up and said calmly, "Fire, it was the fire magic that destroyed this area."

"This... Didn't hear any rumors about this matter at all?" Chris stammered: "Which magician is so arrogant, dare to do such a thing under the nose of the Temple of Light."

Feng Jia didn't speak, but the witch beauty on the side frowned deeply. In this burned area, there remained an aura that made the source of light in his body extremely excited. It came from the abyss demons. Demon Qi.

Cangyue Continent... have demons visited here?

The witch beauty pulled her hood, raised her foot and walked towards the place where the magic energy was stronger, Chris was still crying over there, Feng Jia saw the witch beauty walking towards another place and hurriedly He straightened up and asked, "Wu, what's wrong?"

"Ah? It's nothing..." Wu Meiren stopped, turned around and waved at Feng Jia: "I just think it's a bit...huh?"

The ground under her feet seemed to vibrate slightly, and the source of light in Wumeiren's body became more active at this moment, as if smelling delicious food. Driven by the source of light, Wumeiren also seemed a little inexplicably eager and excited. nervous.

Feng Jia was about to go forward to find out what happened, but the ground under Wu Meiren's feet suddenly collapsed. With Wu Meiren at the center, the whole ground instantly shattered into several pieces like a spider web and fell down violently.

"Witch!" Feng Jia watched the witch beauty fall down. He was about to run over but was grabbed by the arm of Chris who rushed over. When he stabilized his figure, the witch beauty had long since disappeared.

"Are you crazy! I didn't see any stones falling!" Chris let go of his hand, and couldn't help yelling at Feng Jia: "I saw it when I rushed over with wind magic just now, the whereabouts of the witch Shi Shi waved his hand towards us, probably signaling us to go down and take a look, Wu is sure to be fine, so let's find a crack and go down."

Feng Jia was concerned, but he was confused. He calmed down after being yelled at by Chris, took a deep breath, and Feng Jia said, "Come on, let's find a crack."

Chris responded, then lowered his head to take something out of the space ring.

He came to Cangyue Continent with all the preparations, and even took out a magic instrument to detect rock hardness from the space ring.

After tapping the rock with an instrument, Chris led Feng Jia into a crack, and then rushed towards the place where the witch fell.

At this moment, Wu Meiren was looking at the corridor blocked by stones above her head and fell into confusion for a while.

He didn't move when the ground under his feet sank, but by some strange coincidence, after all the movement disappeared, he himself found himself in a tunnel made of rocks. This strange phenomenon made Wu Meiren stand there for a while, The brain shuts down immediately.

Wu Meiren took out an orange bead for lighting from her bosom, which was prepared by Feng Jia earlier, looked at the surrounding environment through the light, Wu Meiren sighed in her heart, there was only one path, obviously for herself Keep going.

The corridor in the distance disappeared into the darkness, Wu Meiren pursed her lips, and walked slowly into the depths of the corridor.

But when he left, he put a glowing bead on the ground and drew an arrow sign. If Chris and Feng Jia saw it, they should follow.

While walking, Wu Meiren felt that this place was very strange. There was almost no light in the depths of the corridor, only the glowing beads in Wu Meiren's hand illuminated a distance of several meters around.

It should be said that this corridor is a closed place, but Wu Meiren faintly felt a slight breeze blowing from the depths of the corridor, and when he was looking at the dark environment around him, he suddenly tripped over something.

Wu Meiren quickly stood firm, squatted down and looked at the object that suddenly appeared on the ground, and after seeing what it was, Wu Meiren frowned even tighter.

There was a dusty silver candlestick lying on the ground, and the witch beauty used a cleaning magic on it to make the candlestick show its original appearance.

This candlestick is carved with very exquisite patterns. On the small candlestick, there are exquisite statues of six angels playing with each other. Even the bottom is made of a good monster bone as a base carved with rose flowers.

Such candlestick witches are no strangers. There are countless such items in the Temple of Light, with complicated craftsmanship and extravagant materials. Everything in the Temple of Light is holy, noble, luxurious and vulgar.

Wu Meiren stood up holding the candlestick, looked at the dark corridor in front of him, and continued to walk in. The active source of light in his body had made his back sweat, and his whole body began to feel warm. burning sensation.

In this tunnel, Wu Meiren could even hear his own heart beating faster and faster. He took a breath, closed his eyes hard to calm down his gradually uncontrollable emotions, and then continued to walk forward.

The more you walk in the corridor, the more intense the fragrance becomes. This kind of smell is familiar to the witch beauty, and this kind of fragrance is used in the Temple of Light.

It is said that this kind of spice is a unique production technique inside the Temple of Light. It is only a kind of processing material called shark fat, which is very rare. Therefore, this kind of spice made by the Temple of Light still has a thousand-year history.

The witch beauty stopped in her tracks. He glanced sideways at the candlesticks that appeared on the walls on both sides of the aisle at an unknown time, and then stepped forward to light them one by one. With the flickering of the flames, the witch beauty finally saw the surrounding scene clearly.

Even in the dark underground, the architectural sculptures in front of you still show their unique cumbersome and arrogant decorations. Luxurious jewelry and crystals adorn every corner. The flower stands, stone paths, and railings are all carved with flying angels. After looking at the place for a long time, I silently lowered my eyes. This place... should be a holy church.

There are many churches on the mainland, but this kind of luxurious decoration can only be the privilege of the holy church or the branch hall of the Temple of Light. However, the witches have never heard of any holy church buried underground in these years.

Could it be a holy church many years ago?

Wu Meiren muttered secretly in his heart, holding a candlestick in his hand, he walked slowly in. With the flickering firelight, Wu Meiren finally saw clearly the abandoned church that was buried underground.

The dome is decorated with beautifully carved murals and narrative stories. Everywhere you can see is covered with exquisite reliefs and decorations. The witch beauty frowned slightly as she looked at the dusty stone pillar beside her hand. He could feel the force that lured him forward. The demonic energy became stronger.

In the end, the witch beauty stopped in front of a statue. He raised his hand and lit the surrounding candles. After putting the candlestick in his hand, the witch beauty walked slowly towards the statue.

It wasn't the statue that attracted him, but... a low platform under the statue.

There seemed to be a box standing on the platform, but it was covered with dust, and the witch beauty didn't know what it was.

So the witch beauty waved a cleaning technique, brushed off the dust on it, and carefully took the box off the platform.

The beating of the heart began to speed up, Wu Meiren's eyes were fixed on the exquisitely carved wooden box in front of him, he took a deep breath, and lifted the lid with trembling fingers, the things printed in front of his eyes were unexpected to Wu Meiren. .

This is... a black rose?

The witch beauty was dazed for a moment, looking at the black rose lying quietly in the box, exuding a strong magic energy, and fell into deep thought. It wasn't that he was thinking too much, anyone who saw that the thing that exuded magic energy was such a thing, probably How many are somewhat unbelievable.

But it was only for a moment, when Wu Meiren came back to her senses, her eyes suddenly sank. This rose looked very fresh, and even the petals wrapped in layers were still very plump and full of water, just like... ...it's just been picked off in general.

Not only that, Wu Meiren also found that the layer of dust on the wooden box with roses was not the same as the dust accumulated on the platform below. She frowned and wiped the surface of the wooden box, Wu Meiren's expression changed slightly and then she frowned.

At this moment, Chris' voice seemed to be heard from the corridor behind her, and the witch beauty recovered and quickly put away the wooden box in her hand.

He could feel the strong demonic energy above it and it would not be affected, but it was hard for others to tell, especially since this weird rose also involved monsters from the abyss, Wu Meiren felt that she should check it out in private.

"Gal, Chris." The witch beauty picked up the candlestick beside her hand, and motioned to the two people who were walking, "I'm here."

"I told you Wu you will be fine." Chris exhaled, glanced at Feng Jia beside him and said, "Fortunately, I saw the mark you left, otherwise..."

"Chris." Feng Jia interrupted him lightly: "It's good that Wu is fine."

Chris scratched his head and stopped talking. He turned to look around and couldn't help taking a breath: "I told Feng Jia just now that this place seems to be an abandoned church."

"Not only that, I'm afraid it's a holy church with a large scale." Wu Meiren nodded, and she didn't intend to hide this matter from the two of them.

He pointed to the statue in front of him, then raised the candlestick in his hand to illuminate the surroundings and said, "The statue of the Goddess of Light and the ravine on the ground should be used for holy water to flow."

"Indeed, although the width of this gully is not as wide as that of the Temple of Light, the Holy Church is quite possible." Chris squatted down and observed, "It really is worthy of the Temple of Light. It has been so exquisite and luxurious since ancient times. I'm a little envious."

Wu Meiren lowered her eyes and said nothing, Feng Jia walked to him, reached out to take the candlestick in Wu Meiren's hand and said softly: "This holy church does not seem to be recorded in known books."

"Yeah." Wu Meiren nodded: "I don't know whether it was forgotten or for other reasons. It stands to reason that it is impossible for such a large-scale holy church to have no records for so many years. Besides...it itself has no What damage."

"I remember that there are only eight holy churches in the whole country? What's the matter with the extra ones?" Chris clapped his hands, stood up and was very puzzled: "No one is bold enough to secretly repair the holy churches. The church, without the clergy, he can't even touch the holy water."

"Let's look around again." Wu Meiren pointed to her left side: "There should be a corridor there, if I remember correctly, continue along that corridor, we should be able to find this holy place. The room where the records of the books are kept in the church."

"How do you know what room is over there?" Chris asked while looking for an extra candlestick, "It feels like you are familiar with things like the Temple of Light."

"I was more interested in the Temple of Light before, and spent a few years reading all the relevant books." Wu Meiren suddenly chuckled for some reason: "My understanding of the Temple of Light is a little deeper than ordinary people."

Chris said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions, but Feng Jia lowered his eyes slightly to see the expression on Wu Meiren's face at this moment, but the long hair on both sides of Wu Meiren's cheeks blocked his sight.

"Let's go." Wu Meiren looked up at Feng Jia and signaled: "Go to the collection room to look at the materials of this holy church, which will help us in our next actions."

Feng Jia pursed his lips and nodded in agreement. Chris followed behind the two, and he couldn't stop admiring while walking: "Look at the decorations on the wall are all gold-plated, and this photo frame... oh , It turned out to be made of precious stones."

"You may also find that even the handrails in this holy church are inlaid with jade, and maybe even the things they use to solve their physical problems are pure gold." Feng Jia mocked: "Your eyeballs are about to fall out Chris."

"Having said that, I think that in terms of luxury, no one can compare to His Royal Highness Digar..."

"Chris." Feng Jia looked back at him sadly, "Don't mention him in front of me."

"Okay, stop arguing." Wu waved his hands helplessly and said: "The collection room is in front, let's go in and find out if there are any details about this holy church."

Feng Jia and Chris glared at each other, turned their heads and stopped talking. The witch beauty opened the door in front of her and was slightly surprised: "It's so clean inside."

Chris walked forward with a face full of curiosity. He didn't have the vigilance of witches and beauty to unknown things. Looking at the rows of bookshelves made of gold in front of him, Chris felt that he was going to make a fortune. Shuttle between the bookshelves, Chris let out an exclamation from time to time.

"You should be quiet." Feng Jia reached out and took out a book from the shelf in front of him, flipped through it and put it back: "It's as if you have never seen the world."

"After all, anyone who sees everything here can't help but want to admire." The witch beauty shook her head, closed the book in her hand and sighed softly: "This collection room may be more luxurious than the Temple of Light."

Feng Jia frowned slightly when he heard the words, and when he opened his mouth to say something, he suddenly heard Chris let out an earth-shattering scream.

"Chris!" Feng Jia frowned: "What are you shouting again?!"

"Wu, come here!" Chris's voice seemed to be trembling with excitement: "Here is a portrait of a man!"

The witch beauty frowned slightly. Although most of the portraits in the Temple of Light or the Holy Church are murals of the goddess of light or narratives, there are also portraits of men. Why is Chris so excited?

It wasn't until Wu Meiren and Feng Jia walked up to Chris that they realized why the other party was so excited. In front of Chris was a portrait of equal proportions and the frame was made of abrupt black stone.

The man in the portrait is standing next to a white chair, his long curly black hair purple on his left shoulder is tied with a golden ribbon, and a pair of eyes of the same color reveal a smile, which even makes people feel a little pampering .

However, the most eye-catching thing about this elegant man dressed as an aristocrat is the ring on his right ring finger. Wu Meiren squinted her eyes for a long time before she was sure that the ring was actually inlaid on it. After a closer look, Wu Meiren Can't help but take a breath: "This is... the holy stone?"

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