Chapter 463 Son of God (7)
A golden light flashed, and Wujiang's figure stumbled and fell from the steps in front of the hall, covered with bruises. He got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"I hate the darkness in the Ninth Heaven! Just like I hate you!" The Emperor's figure appeared at the top of the stairs, wearing a golden robe and with a sacred and inviolable face.
"Isn't your majesty already thinking of a way to get rid of me?" Wujiang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly, "God's punishment is not enough. Under the emperor's feet, the world is so vast, but he refuses to let me have a corner to stay."
"The evil fruits produced in the Ten Degenerate Life Pond are all extremely vicious and evil in the mortal world. I have shown you tolerance, but have you ever shown tolerance to the common people?" Emperor Hua Xi said coldly, snorted coldly, and left in a huff.
Wujiang stood at the bottom of the steps and looked up. That was the most sacred place in the world, the Lord of Light.
He looked at it blankly. The sky was so high, the earth was so bright, and they were just a speck of dust. But why was there nowhere for them to go?
He slowly walked back to the Ten Degenerate Rebirth Pond. As expected, Mo Wuji was still on the olive tree, drinking alone to entertain himself.
"Your Highness Wuji is still so free and easy, which is really admirable." Wujiang said to him.
"I don't see Lord Wujiang here guarding the throne tonight. Where are you going?" Mo Wuji also looked up and asked with a smile.
"Just taking a walk." Wujiang looked at the wine in his hand, "Your Highness, can I have a taste of your wine?"
"Whatever you want." Mo Wuji waved his hand, and the wine jug flew in front of him. He poured the wine into a full glass in mid-air.
Wujiang picked up the wine glass, drank it in one gulp, and frowned. Is this the wine that mortals and gods are addicted to? It is not as fragrant as the legend says, but it is very spicy.
"Thank you, Your Highness." He returned the wine glass and asked without looking for the right topic, "When you are drunk, do you feel nothing?"
"You can say that." Mo Wuji nodded.
"It would be nice if I could get drunk every day, so that when the daylight comes out, I won't know how painful it is."
Mo Wuji paused while pouring the wine, looked up and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Your Highness will not understand. We are the product of evil thoughts. We came to the Ninth Heaven to be punished." Wujiang squinted his eyes and said sinisterly, "Qingning and I cannot appear at the same time , because when one appears, the other will surely suffer. That's why I am so afraid of the daylight appearing."
Mo Wuji shook the wine glass , and the wine flowed out. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
While I was dazed, the darkness gradually faded and the daylight appeared from afar, dyeing the pool of ink-black lotus into a dazzling golden color.
The girl in the white dress came walking in the golden light, her clothes fluttering in the wind, with the same cold expression, like frost that would never melt .
She never wanted to talk much. She would remain silent no matter what she saw. Even when facing the Emperor, she would not say a word. She was so cold and indifferent that even the gods were ashamed.
"Qingning Divine Envoy." Mo Wuji called her, "Did you sleep well?"
Qing Ning glanced at him and said coldly, "Very good."
Mo Wuji looked at her and smiled, which was enchanting and charming, but he said no more.
He would give a lot if it would allow her to sleep well.
The fragrant breeze blew and swirled between the two people. In the silent atmosphere, no one spoke first.
