Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

The old man disapproved of Mo Yunliu's arrogant attitude of asking for others.

I don't know if it's because he's in a good mood or because he's seen too many people like this, but he actually respectfully saluted them.

"I have been waiting for your highness for a long time!"

He looked excited.

Luo Miao and Mo Yunliu looked at each other.

I always feel that the plot is getting more and more mysterious.

[Unfortunately, this system also has this feeling, and has truthfully reported it to Father Tiandao. 】

Dog legs, move so fast!

Luo Miao didn't give Luo Miao a chance to stop him at all.

"Your Highness, please follow me." Say it, and the old man made a gesture of invitation.

Mo Yunliu raised his eyebrows lightly, and walked down the stairs holding Luo Miao's wrist.

After leaving the altar, it became lively, and they saw many people in white costumes along the way.

Everyone who saw them was taken aback, put their hands on their hearts, and bowed ninety degrees to them.

"The place where the two Your Highnesses were just now is called the Dao of the Red Dust. All family members who return home have to pass the test. If they are greedy and have too much desire, they will wander there forever and never find an exit."

Luo Miao listened to the old man's introduction all the way, remembered something, tugged at the corner of Mo Yunliu's clothes, and asked curiously. "I saw you just now, what did you see?"

It is desire for thought, everyone sees different phantoms, Luo Miao is quite curious about what Mo Yunliu's desire for thought is.

The latter was obviously stunned for a second before turning back into an iceberg, and replied flatly, "I don't want to tell you."

"Is it moonset again?"

His damn expression made Luo Miao even more curious.

"Don't say such horrible things in the early morning."

Oops, I was murdered.

Luo Miao glanced at her mouth, gave up arguing with him on this topic, and heard the old man continue:

"Your Highness, you should have seen that mural, right? The mural depicts the origin of the world."

"The two creator gods were born from chaos. They opened the gate of chaos. The aura rose and the turbid air fell, and then they were layered one by one, and the six realms were formed."

"They create life, formulate the laws of all things, and fly to the first layer of heaven to protect the six realms after they are successful. Later, human beings ascend one after another, and the first layer of heaven is followed by others, and they fly up again to create new laws. Repeat this until the thirteenth day Chong Tian stopped."

"The strength of the two is too strong. In order to restrict them, Heavenly Dao created seven other supreme gods to divide their strength, and the ancestor of the Li people is this——"

"The God of Destiny who was born by the order of Heaven, Ming Xin."

The old man brought the two of them to a huge statue, talking proudly.

Luo Miao looked up at the stone statue, a little frightened.

Really old acquaintances.

When Mo Yunliu looked at the stone statue, he also felt a little familiar, and more dissatisfied for no reason.

This angle of looking up made him extremely uncomfortable.

"The Li people know that future generations count as destiny, and they have inherited the blood of this great god!"

Luo Miao: ...

If this ancestor who knew they were proud of was accidentally planted by her, I don't know if she would have a myocardial infarction with anger.

"The creator gods..."

"You can shut up." Seeing that the old man wanted to continue blowing, Luo Miao finally couldn't help but stop him.

Don't say it, the filter is too thick.

Two Creation Gods are standing in front of you!

Can you save me some face?

"I'm here to verify a promise."

Mo Yunliu was impatient, he was not interested in these messy legends.

"It's the old man who has lost his composure." After being cast a cold look by Mo Yunliu, the old man quickly recovered, and said to them with the aura of a rich elder, "Your Highness will worship the Lord God, and you will be able to enter the temple and get what you want. the answer you want."

kowtow?

The same indescribable expression appeared on the faces of the two of them.

"He can't bear it." Mo Yunliu unabashedly disliked him.

Unfilial son!