Chapter 1672： Maybe its cold (1/2)

Standing at the entrance of the Temple of Faith, Chen Tianyuan couldn't help but see some drops of sweat on his forehead...

At the beginning, when Fang Fan successfully persisted in the pool of faith for ten hours, he was extremely excited, because Fang Fan had already finalized the tenth level of faith and the identity of a believer in God, and his future was bound to be limitless.

But now... it was pure panic, and this panic was tumbling in his mind, causing him to move around involuntarily.

Especially the surrounding cultivators are still talking about Fang Fan's accident again and again, which has increased Chen Tianyuan's psychological burden.

”My son-in-law, you must not have an accident...”

”You have something wrong, what can Shier do...”

”Hey...Actually, I know that without your protection, it would be difficult for my Chentian clan to survive the battle of Gods...”

”Xian-in-law...You are now the backbone of the entire Chentian Clan!”

Chen Tianyuan murmured, his eyes gradually becoming blurred...

”Chentian Patriarch, it's okay, he... maybe he has some trouble, but... but he will handle it! He can't have an accident! He is the miracle king!”

Tianhu Meier gritted her silver teeth, not knowing why, now she was panicked, and her eyes had gradually moistened while she was talking.

Thinking of the worst result, she felt that her life lost its color...

If there is no such guy, she will continue to return to the numb life before...

It seems that only by standing by his side can breathing be smooth...

...

”Archbishop Nangong, the waiting time has been long enough!”