Chapter 714 (1/2)
Jiang Feng left, and rongjiao resisted all the gods who wanted to hunt down, but behind her, there was a sea of fire, and many gods had been buried.
Standing on the road from the divine court to the lower boundary, the red skirt woman's fiery long hair rises with the wind, and the silky red lane group closely adheres to her posture under the cool wind, such as the red ink outlines the most perfect and harmonious curve in the world.
Looking at the lower boundary, she didn't know how long she looked until a woman with a sword stood beside her.
”Sister... He's gone...”
Rongjiao still didn't take back his eyes. The sentence ”he's gone” contains too much.
”He was about to leave.” 儏 Zhi gently hugged her sister in her arms.
”He's stupid.” She whispered in her sister's arms.
”Well, I know.”
”He's weak.”
”Yes.”
”What if he is bullied?”
”What if he is cheated?”
”He said he was going to find the girl, but the girl is the best liar. What if he was fooled by the other party?”
”If the girl doesn't recognize him, if the girl likes others, he will be very sad.”
In her sister's arms, Rong Luo raised one question after another, and the worry in her tone overflowed.
As a sister, she could only gently touch the tip of her hair and didn't know how to answer. The two sisters looked into the distance at the same time and didn't speak for a long time.
”Sister, will he forget us?” I don't know how long later, rongjiao spoke again, and the uneasiness in his words was distressing.
”No.” Kan Zhi replied, her eyes as gentle as ripples in the lake, ”Xiao Feng said that he will never forget us. Xiao Feng will not break his promise...”
This day, which has not been recorded, is like a day in the history of gods. Thirty two gods fell. Except the ox head gods, the rest died at the hands of the same group.
The divine domain of the divine king finally came down. Rongjiao and Huozhi were the same gods of the first generation. They closed their doors and thought for thousands of years. They were not allowed to leave their own divine domain!
In other words, for them, there is no meaning without his divine court. In that case, what is the difference between thinking behind closed doors and wandering in the divine court?
For thousands of years, he has been melting in his own hot field and constantly shaping his appearance with magmatic rocks.
When he was a child, a young man and a young man, he was already an adult when he completely grew up.
Jiang Feng of different ages was molded.
”Call sister...”
Looking at those dummies shaped by themselves, I was happy in my eyes.
”Sister... Sister...”
Thousands of fake Jiang Feng shouted in unison, trying their best to imitate Jiang Lin's intonation and timbre.
But after the girl listened, her happy eyes gradually faded.
Squatting in front of thousands of fake Jiangfeng, rongjiao tightly held his watermelon head and buried it between his knees, only revealing half of his small face.