Thousands of loves in another world

"Yao'er, we are here this time mainly to let Ziling help us predict where we can get clues in the Coles Empire," Chu Li said.

"Prediction?" Mo Yao looked at the dignified and beautiful Princess Ziling in front of him in surprise. It was impossible for Chu Li to talk nonsense, that is to say, this Princess Ziling could really predict?

"I have the ability to predict the future." Ziling smiled slightly, her purple eyes flashing with mystery. In her eyes, Mo Yao is not Mo Yao, but scenes of the future that are as unknown as fragments. piece.

Those fragments of scenery were too gorgeous and legendary, which made Ziling fascinated.

Mo Yao dubiously took out the Tianyin Guqin and put it on the table at hand. He secretly glanced at Ziling suspiciously.

"This is Tianyin Guqin, what are you going to do?"

Zi Ling didn't start to predict, but looked at Chu Li instead: "My lord, we have agreed."

Chu Li nodded: "Take you with me."

"Okay~~" Ziling smiled sweetly when she heard that, she couldn't help but glanced at Mo Yao again, and then she began to focus on the Tianyin Guqin in front of her.

Time and space began to shuttle in her eyes. From Mo Yao's playing at the last moment, he slowly went back to the previous predecessors like time, passing through countless people, until the man in green clothes appeared, he seemed to feel Zi Ling, smiled at her, and then the influence turned into a cloud, and the figure disappeared in it...

After a long time, Ziling came back to the country, is that man Mo Yao's father?

Such an elegant and dusty smile, his smile has great power, which can shake the sky and shake the waves.

Zi Ling closed her eyes and thought about it for a while, and immediately took out the pen, paper and ink, and drew it in the empty space of the table. Her speed was very slow, as if every stroke had to be carefully thought out and carefully crafted.

Mo Yao stood aside and held his breath, for fear of interrupting Zi Ling's train of thought.

From the first stroke she wrote, Mo Yao knew that she was painting her father. Ling Xiaoxu had one, but he had never seen it before, and his mother had the image of his father engraved in his mind, so after 15 years But he still doesn't know what his father looks like.

Chu Li gently hugged him from behind and supported him.

After a full two hours, Zi Ling stopped the pen in her hand. She seemed to have experienced a life-and-death battle, and she was sweating profusely, and her clothes were wet.

"Mr. Mo, please look first, my lord, I'm going to change clothes." Zi Ling nodded to them, and then left through the back door.

At this moment, Mo Yao's eyes were only on the man in the portrait. The man was seven points similar to Mo Yao in appearance, but he had a bit more temperament than Mo Yao, and Mo Yao was still a little green due to his age.

With a smile on his face, he caressed the Tianyin guqin in his hand, his blue hair fluttering, the guqin was docile and docile in his hands like the most obedient child.

Out of the dust and out of the spirit, beyond words can express.

"This is my father..." Mo Yao lightly brushed the man's cheek with his fingers, and tears slowly filled his eyes, because he was ridiculed all the time since he was a child, because his mother was slandered by others, and because he himself was bullied Xiao Xu wanted to get closer because he met Chu Li himself...

"Chu Li, do you think he is still alive?" Mo Yao asked after watching for a long time.He didn't believe that such a father would encounter an accident.

"Of course, Gu Ranqing is one of the most powerful people in the world, and Princess Ziling can only see living people, so he is naturally alive." Chu Li gave an affirmative answer, and he also looked at the man in the painting with admiration. Chu Li has never met Gu Ranqing, although Gu Ranqing's name has long been known, but the whereabouts of that person are a mystery, only he showed up on his own initiative, no one else could find him.

Compared to Gu Ranqing, Chu Li still admired the slightly green Mo Yao more. Only the perfection he cultivated with his own hands is the real perfection.

At this time, Princess Ziling finally changed back. She was wearing a brocade robe embroidered with stars. teeth, the Nine Luoxing Stone, and the eyes of the murlocs...

Although she lacked the dignity that belonged to the princess just now, she looked like a wild woman, adding a bit of wildness.

Princess Ziling also brought three pieces of skeletons left after the death of unknown spirit beasts this time. They are thin, but the edges and corners are as smooth as jade. Patterns of understanding, deep and mysterious.

She touched her slightly hot cheeks, and looked at the man in the painting fascinatedly. Unlike the madness of looking at Mo Yao, she looked at Gu Ranqing more like a woman in a crush.

"He smiled at me just now, it's so beautiful...I fell in love with him..." Zi Ling said with blurred eyes.

When Mo Yao heard this, he immediately became furious: "No, absolutely not, that's my dad, you can't like him!"

"Why?" Even Mo Yao, Ziling would not allow him to destroy his love.

"Father only belongs to my mother, no one is allowed to take him away!" Mo Yao put away the scroll, turned his head stubbornly and said.

His mother returned to Prince Mo's mansion alone with him in her arms, and died three years later. In those few years, Mo Yao knew that although his mother, Mo Qinyi, had never shown anything in front of him, she must have missed her father very much. Otherwise, I would not often sit alone and look up at the sky, just sitting for a day.

Zi Ling's eyebrows were about to stand up: "Your mother has passed away!"

Ziling regretted it after she finished speaking, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

"He won't like you." Mo Yao shook his head. He believed that his father must only love his mother. Even if his mother was dead, he would not forget her and fall in love with others.

"Lord God King..." Zi Ling weakly asked Chu Li for help. She didn't want to offend Mo Yao, and all her hopes were pinned on Mo Yao.

"You sacrifice the bones first." Chu Li directly ended the topic just now. From the bottom of his heart, because of his relationship with Mo Yao, he naturally doesn't like Zi Ling and Gu Ranqing to be a couple, although the possibility is extremely slim, almost zero.

Zi Ling explained: "I need three drops of Mo Yao's blood".

These three bones are the last three bones left after the death of the three empresses who had the ability to predict in the history of Ziling Kingdom. They are the same size and shape, only the lines densely covered on the bones are different.

They have the effect of divination and are extremely effective. They are the treasures of Ziling Kingdom.Even the empress cannot possess the ability to see the future if she has not inherited it.Of course, it is only effective on the direct descendants who have their blood and can also predict the future, which is why there is no outsider to snatch it.

"I see." Even though he was on guard against Zi Ling, Chu Li was right. Finding his father was nothing but empty talk, so Mo Yao nodded cooperatively.

It's just that at his level, the physical body is not only powerful and frightening, but also the defense power is the same. It is not so easy to pierce the skin of the fingertips easily.

After trying several methods, Mo Yao remembered his own dagger.

"Okay." Three drops of blood were dripped on the three bones respectively. With the movement of spiritual power in Mo Yao's body, the wounds quickly recovered.

Although Zi Ling was shocked by the complex and cumbersome pattern of the dagger, seeing the three bones seeping blood quickly, she still regained her mind.

She also dripped three drops of her own blood into it, then put the bones into her palms, put her palms together, and quickly recited silently in her mouth. Those with blood can understand the meaning.

Even though Mo Yao had learned many languages, he still couldn't understand the meaning of the mantra. Even if he wanted to chant it, there seemed to be some hidden rule blocking him.

After Zi Ling finished chanting a series of difficult spells, strands of dark purple light shot out between her palms and fingers, and finally combined in mid-air, forming a figure that Mo Yao had never seen before.

It was a palm with only three fingers, and each palm was slightly different. The first finger had only one knuckle, the second finger had two knuckles, and the third finger had three knuckles. It seemed Following a certain order, the length of each strand is exactly the same, accurate to the micron level.

"What does this mean?"

He is familiar with the general history of the mainland and various unofficial histories. Mo Yao is also knowledgeable, but he has never seen this pattern in that book.

Chu Li frowned as he looked at the pattern, as if he knew something, but the information was hidden in the dark, hard to find.

It took only three seconds for the pattern to form before it dissipated with a "pop", and all the light emitted from Ziling's fingertips also disappeared, and the three bones returned to their previous appearance.

"I'll try again with three drops of blood," Mo Yao said as he took out the dagger.

"It's useless. Divination will only work once. Since the gods have instructed us, we will definitely see this pattern when we go to the Coles Empire this time. We just need not to miss it."

Zi Ling shook her head, her face was pale, and her purple eyes dimmed a bit. It can be seen that this kind of divination consumes a lot for her, and she cannot use it endlessly.

"Master God King, I think you already have some clues, and it will be up to you when the time comes."