Chapter 683

"I have made a statement to the lord, and you will return to the country early tomorrow morning."

Landa said with a blank face.

Searle immediately refused: "No, I won't go back, I haven't played enough yet."

Landa stared at him coldly: "Do you still think the coronation ceremony was not big enough? You have lost the face of our Gulan royal family. You have to go back. There is no room for negotiation."

Searle, the elder with a handsome face, was reluctantly taken away by the chief guard.

Landa rubbed her forehead with a headache, "I don't know what kind of disaster will happen if I stay any longer."

Ah Wu came over with a cup of clear tea. In the past, Landa liked to drink strong coffee, but now she suddenly changed her taste and preferred to drink clear tea.

"The little prince has recently gotten very close to Master Qu from Huaguo."

Landa paused while holding the teacup, "He is Mr. Qu's younger brother. Recently, Huaguo has become more and more influential in the world, but our Gulan royal family is gradually declining..."

Otherwise, give Sang Luo ten guts and dare not leave her alone.

And although Sel was always messing around, he was not so dizzy.

Thinking of that young man, Landa couldn't help but feel even heavier.

The situation was critical that day, and he was the first person to rush out to stand in front of Ming Jing.

It can be seen that the two are old acquaintances, and their relationship is unusual.

Randa's grip on the teacup became tighter and tighter.

——

On May 19th, Qu Lanting set off to return home, and Lord Sangluo went to the airport to see him off in person.

"Xiao Fei likes God's local customs and customs, and wants to stay here for a longer time, and hopes that the Lord will take care of him a little bit. Lan Ting is very grateful."

"Mr. Qu, please don't worry, Young Master Qu will be safe as long as he lives in God."

After receiving the guarantee, Qu Lanting boarded the plane, and gradually, the special plane disappeared under the blue sky and white clouds.

The young king stood on the tarmac, looking in the direction where the special plane disappeared, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Have you ever been to Huaguo?" Sang Luo suddenly asked.

The guard leader standing behind him said dumbly: "This subordinate has never been there before."

"What kind of place is that?" Sang Luo asked lightly.

The head of the guards thought for a while, and replied respectfully: "Next year is the national birthday of the Hua Kingdom. As far as I know, the Hua Congress will invite all the leaders who have established diplomatic relations to attend. Then you can go and see for yourself."

"yes?"

The leader of the guards didn't hear any emotion from the king's tone, and couldn't help feeling even more disturbed.

"I want to go to the place where she grew up and see for myself..."

The wind blew from afar and fell into the ears of the leader of the guards, his words were blurred.

——

On May 22, the dark clouds that had been in the past few days were finally broken by the sun today, and the warm light shone on the earth.

Since the early morning, countless people have gone to the central square. When the first ray of morning light fell, it illuminated the densely packed figures on the square.

Among the crowd, a young man with an oriental face was particularly eye-catching. His height of more than 1.8 meters stood out from the crowd. From time to time, curious eyes glanced over his stern face.

Zheng Qing's dutiful guard was beside Qu Feitai, secretly watching the surroundings.

The square can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and at a glance, it is full of densely packed human heads. If a riot occurs, the consequences will be disastrous.

However, Shenduguo is obviously already very proficient in dealing with such a scene. There will be guards standing guard every two meters outside the square, as well as silver armored guards patrolling. expulsion.

With the sound of a distant silver bell, like the Sanskrit sound of an exiled immortal, the crowd who had been a little impetuous just now quieted down. They sat cross-legged on the ground, looking reverently at the direction from which the silver bell came.

The girl in white walked slowly, her skirt curled up gently, making one feel as if she was in a dreamland.

Under the veil is a mysterious and hazy face, with only a pair of beautiful eyes remaining, the autumn water is like a stream, the vastness is like smoke, it can hold the prosperity of the whole universe, but it can also guard the loneliness of the four seasons.

She is peaceful, holy, tolerant, and compassionate. She has a mortal body, but in everyone's heart, she has long been comparable to a god.

Where she is, is the direction of faith.

Since then, the cycle of spring and autumn has changed, and the years have changed, but faith will last forever.

The girl stepped onto the high platform and sat cross-legged on the futon in the center. The voice was obviously not loud, but miraculously, the gentle and ethereal voice passed through the whistling wind and fell clearly in the ears of everyone in the square.

She really has the power of a god, everyone is amazed in their hearts, and their expressions are doubly looking up.

Qu Feitai was submerged in the crowd, he had excellent eyesight, even at a distance of tens of meters, he could still clearly see her eyes.

She is high above the ground, explaining the scriptures in a gentle and peaceful tone, promoting her Buddhist philosophy, and teaching everyone to be kind. Under the sun, her body radiates golden light.

She is high and high, and no one in this world can match her in such a realm.

Qu Feitai thought that when he first saw Ming Jing, it was a very ordinary day, and she broke into his world just like that.

He has always been a proud person, even emotionally, but he has to admit that he fell in love with her at first sight.

Some people say that love at first sight is love at first sight, but the moment he saw her, he heard his own heart clearly.

Her beauty is indifferent enough to make any man in the world crazy for her, Qu Feitai is not proud enough to abandon a man's nature, but outside of these skins, it is that holy soul that deeply attracts him.

For many late nights later, he dug out his heart, licked it and looked at it repeatedly, and he had a faint feeling.

There is nothing wrong with a beautiful skin that will attract the admiration and followers of countless opposite sexes, but he knows that it is not the case for him.

"All conditioned dharmas are all due to the combination of causes and conditions. When the conditions arise, they arise and when the conditions are exhausted, they disappear. It's nothing more than this."

The girl's peaceful and gentle voice echoed in my ears.

"Everything in this life is the cause and effect of the previous life. All dharmas are born by fate, and they are all fate. The origin of fate will disappear, and the fate of fate is empty..."

Everything in this life is the cause and effect of the previous life...

Qu Feitai kept echoing these words in his mind, and the taut string was pulled tighter and tighter, and suddenly it broke completely with a "bang".

The sky is high and the clouds are calm, and in the square of thousands of people, there is silence, only the gentle voice of a young girl spreads across the world.

Zheng Qing sensitively sensed that something was wrong with Qu Feitai, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

The young man was silent, and slowly raised his head.

Zheng Qing couldn't help being startled, his eyes were dark and deep, like a terrible abyss.

He didn't answer Zheng Qing, but looked at the young girl who was preaching on the high platform. The obsession that enveloped him in the past unknowingly dissipated, and Zheng Qing suddenly couldn't see it through.