Everyone was shocked and raised their heads.
"Holy Lord" "Lord Holy Lord" "Heaven, it's the Holy Lord" There was a person standing floating in the air.
He had silver hair in a snow robe and a jade mask that covered his entire face.
His whole body seemed to be enveloped in colorful auspicious clouds.
He was none other than the Holy Lord.
Countless people huffed and knelt down, kowtowed to the god of the continent and cheered: "Holy Lord!"
The voice of the mountain is like a surging wave, and the people are boiling Originally, the Holy Lord might not appear once in several years or even decades or hundreds of years, but in the past six months, the Holy Lord has appeared twice in Feixing Kingdom, and it was still under the spotlight.
Gu Xijiu pursed her thin lips slightly, looking at his appearance, there was no emotion or anger on her pretty face.
There are regulations in this continent that when testing a Heavenly Disciple, the tester does not need to kowtow to anyone.
Therefore, Gu Xijiu's waist has always been straight.
The Holy Lord fell to the ground and glanced at her face.
She looked back at him without any fluctuation in her eyes.
She looked at him as if she were a stranger.
His eyes narrowed slightly, he knew that now she finally came out When this girl is emotionally invested, she is really invested, but once she withdraws, she is truly withdrawing.
She will completely change the people who have wronged her into the past, and will never look back.
And he will also become the past in her life Sooner or later, the thick ink he had forcibly painted on her life would be wiped away by her like dust, and maybe not even a trace would be left.
This was the result he wanted, but when he really saw her indifference, his heart instantly felt as if he was falling into the abyss.
Fortunately, the recent heartache has become a habit.
He looked at her, with a faint smile in his eyes, and said lightly: "You did a good job.
There was no flaw in the test of the disciple of heaven."
His voice was as ethereal as the wind in the empty valley.
Everyone present heard it.
The people of Feixing Kingdom let out a long sigh of relief.
Now Gu Xijiu is the pride of the people of Feixing Kingdom.
Naturally, the vast majority of people hope that she can succeed, but they were not sure just now.
But the words of the Holy Lord directly confirmed that Gu Xijiu was right.
She really succeeded without any mistakes.
No one doubted the Holy Lord's judgment, so after being stunned for a moment, the people cheered again and cheered for Gu Xijiu.
Gu Xijiu's mood was a little complicated.
Others didn't know the temper of the Holy Lord, but she knew it deeply.
Many times, this person had no bottom line in doing things.
She was afraid that he would not let Long Siye go, and would confuse right and wrong here and say that she did something.
It's wrong, I didn't expect him to confirm her so simply.
This also made her breathe a sigh of relief, thanked the Holy Lord, and then looked to a place not far away from the stage.
Long Siye was standing there cheering her on.
Long Siye was also looking at her.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled at each other, saying nothing.
The Holy Lord lowered his eyes slightly and clasped his fingers in his sleeves.
He subconsciously wanted to do something, but he didn't do it.
His eyes turned directly to the young prince, and his voice was like ice spring: "It is rare to meet someone who claims to be a disciple of God at the test site."
The young prince's face turned pale.
Kneeling on the ground, his body was shaking like chaff, and his voice was shaking like leaves in the rain: "Holy Holy Lord, little king, no, the villain is just a metaphor."
"The matter of being taught by heaven to be a disciple can also be metaphorically used."
The young prince was speechless, and big beads of sweat rolled down his face
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