Chapter 1242
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Ling Yan chuckled. "Since Miss Ye wants to go against the Ancient You Clan, it will be extremely difficult for her to do it alone."
"So it was indeed your plan?" The little azure dragon's eyes widened slightly. Ling Yan was indeed a demon to be able to scheme against someone from a thousand miles away.
Ling Yan smiled but didn't reply.
In the Temple of Shadows, Ye Qingtang returned to her sleeping quarters. Recalling everything that had happened in the Hall of Gloom, she shuddered in fear. If Ling Yan did not know the blessing incantation, Ye Qingtang would have been exposed then. Ye Qingtang did not know about the blessing incantation.
At that thought, Ye Qingtang couldn't help but take out the voice transmission stone.
"Ling Yan."
"Yes, I'm here." Ling Yan's slightly lazy voice rang out from the voice transmission stone.
"Thank you," Ye Qingtang said.
Ling Yan chuckled. "If Miss Ye really wants to thank me, why don't you repay me with your body?"
Ye Qingtang was just a little touched, but Ling Yan's words instantly extinguished the tinge of gratitude she felt.
Repay me with my body?!
"Although Miss Ye has slightly appeased the suspicions of Ming Wang and the tribe leaders, their suspicions have yet to dissipate. Miss Ye, in the Temple of Shadows, you need to start learning some of the behaviors of the Holy Lord of the Temple of Shadows …" Ling Yan changed the topic.
Ye Qingtang immediately became serious.
"I don't know much about the Holy Lord of the Temple of Shadows."
"Miss Ye, you just need to listen to me. The Holy Lord of the Temple of Shadows has a very unpredictable personality. She always smiles …" Ling Yan slowly introduced some of the behaviors of the Holy Lord of the Temple of Shadows to Ye Qingtang.
The Holy Lord of the Temple of Shadows was once the most powerful person in this mainland. Although she had the appearance of a slender woman, no one dared to offend her.
The most frightening thing about the Holy Lord was her temperamental personality. Even though she always had a smile on her face, she didn't show any emotions when she killed people.
Even when the powerful people from the Second Domain came to attack, she still smiled and killed thousands of miles away.
Many people secretly called her the Smiling Grim Reaper.
Ye Qingtang listened carefully to Ling Yan's introduction and had a rough idea.
After speaking to Ling Yan for a while more, the two of them finally disconnected.
In just a short day, Ye Qingtang's life was truly hair-raising. Being in the midst of a powerful force like the Temple of Shadows, she would die a horrible death if she was the slightest bit careless. The most frightening thing was that Ming Wang and the other tribe leaders were already suspicious of her pregnancy. One wrong step and she would be dead.
If she could, she really wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.
However, based on the current situation, she probably couldn't leave even if she wanted to.
Only by slowly dispelling their suspicions could he protect himself.
In the Temple of Shadows, Ming Wang stood in the empty main hall and looked at the Black Bone Throne expressionlessly.
In the darkness, an illusory figure appeared on the black bone throne.
Doom's expression changed slightly.
A series of light footsteps suddenly sounded. Ming Wang suddenly raised his hand and waved. The shadow on the Black Bone Throne disappeared without a trace.
"Holy Son." An old man with a stooped back slowly walked over. He was wearing a large black cloak, but there were white bones on his back that pierced through the cloak, revealing the bones outside.
"What did that human say?" Ming Wang turned to look at the old man.
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