"I'm a principled person, and if I say it, it's water that I've spilled, and I will never take it back!" Mu Feng said very angrily.

"Cut, virtue!" Joan of Arc was speechless, so she could only show Mu Feng with her eyes.

Mu Feng was stunned.

This white eye, this tone, why is it so similar to Li Shiyin?

Mu Feng believes that Li Shiyin can never be just a passerby. The stone sculpture he saw in the mysterious stream also turned his attention to her and Qi Xiaozhao at first. For a period of time, he thought that Li Shiyin and Qi Xiaozhao were white dragons. But now, I'm afraid ......?

By the way, Qi Guofeng once said 'Trinity'!

Could it be that the 'White Dragon' is not one woman, but three?

Yes, yes, yes!

Joan of Arc has the ability to 'time', so the two 'space' and 'eternity' must be in the other two women. may be on Li Shiyin and Qi Xiaozhao. If you think about it this way, then everything makes sense.

"What do you think?"

"Let's go, I'll take you to meet someone!"

"Ah, who?"

"You'll know when you go."

“……！”

……

"You're finally here!" Feng Feifei was lying on the sofa with a very lazy expression, "What, you finally decided to take me away?" ”

Mu Feng was stunned: "Eh, how did you notice it?" ”

"I'm not a fool since before you left!" Feng Feifei smiled, "How, dare to take me away?" ”

"Of course!"

"Aren't you afraid of changing history?"

"I'm afraid!" Mu Feng nodded and shook his head again, "I'm afraid of things, but I won't run away when things come." I'm a principled person, since you brought you here, I must take you back, I won't leave you here alone. ”

Somewhat moved, Feng Feifei smiled, with some relief on his face: "Forget it, I'll stay here, anyway...... It's just a blink of an eye. In a few minutes, you'll be able to see me again. ”

yes, we'll see you in a few minutes. For Mu Feng, six hundred years is just a snap of a finger, but for Feng Feifei, it is different. Six hundred years, a whole six hundred years, what is the picture?

"No, I won't leave you here alone, come with me!" Mu Feng didn't give him a chance to turn at all, grabbed Feng Feifei's hand, and walked out.

"You...... What are you doing, let go of me, I can't ......"

"What can't be, I said yes!" Mu Feng snorted, and then the corners of his mouth curled evilly, "Little girl, you must know that now my strength is stronger than yours, you can't escape, be obedient!" Walk! ”

Feng Feifei didn't struggle anymore, in fact, she didn't want to be alone, waiting for six hundred years. With his head down, he walked out with a tacit acquiescence.

"By the way, have you explained everything clearly?"

"Well, when I'm not there, I listen to Bishop Feng in the meeting!"

"That's good, let's go!"

"Wait, wait!" At this point, Joan of Arc asked, "What do you mean by 'history'?" ”

Feng Feifei looked at Joan of Arc and glanced at Mu Feng again: "This is Joan of Arc, right?" Do you want to tell her? ”

"Well, she'll know the truth when she gets over there anyway." Mu Feng hesitated for a moment, but still nodded: "Joan of Arc, in fact, we are not gods from the divine realm, but people from six hundred years later. Of course, as I told you, the 'gods' are actually people who have cultivated to be powerful. Whether in the past or in the future, my strength ...... They are all worthy of this 'word'. ”

Feng Feifei glanced at Mu Feng and said in his heart, this thing is becoming more and more shameless.

Joan of Arc's heart was shocked: "What, how could it be...... Such? ”

This incident instantly shattered the belief in her heart and the worldview in her heart.

"Can't take it? What a mortal eye sees is only a leaf in front of his eyes, and what he sees is an illusion. When this leaf is plucked, it is understandable that it will collapse. But I tell you that you are worthy of the word 'God' yourself. I have a relationship with you, so I shuttled back to you. After Mu Feng finished explaining, he asked solemnly, "What, do you want to come with me?" ”

"I ...... I? ”

Joan of Arc was a little confused, she had always thought that Mu Feng was the messenger of the Lord. After leaving him, I will surely see the Lord one day. And yet now?

Everything has changed!

She didn't know what to do for a while.

Feng Feifei's face was speechless, this person still spoke so straightforwardly, and he didn't care about her mood at all.

"Sister, what I want to tell you is that no matter what you choose, we will respect you. In addition, if a person can travel through 600 years, he should also be a god, right? ”

Joan of Arc was stunned, this ...... It's true.

"Either way, there's no place for you here. And he has an infinite relationship with you. Don't you want to know why he traveled 600 years to find you here? Go to that world and you'll find the answer. ”

"Why, can't you tell me now?" Joan of Arc asked rhetorically.

"Because...... I'm in a daze myself, and I need you to follow me for answers. Mu Feng said.

"This?" Joan of Arc hesitated, and then nodded after a long time, "Okay, I'...... I'll go with you. But you can't restrict my freedom! ”

"That's nature!"

Mu Feng smiled, he hadn't restricted any of her freedom. He's been here for three years, and he hasn't taken care of a single thing. If I go back, I won't. Besides, if he wanted to repent, what could she do?

After coming out, standing outside the door was Ya, who was about to leave together, and the elf Ada.

"Ya!"

"Holy Lord!" After all, when the superiors and subordinates saw Feng Feifei, Ya still saluted.

"From the time I met you, I knew you were different. But I didn't expect that you could become one of 'us', congratulations, congratulations. Congratulations, congratulations! Feng Feifei smiled.

"Huh?" Yadu didn't know what to say, so he could only smile.

"Let's go, I'll talk about it when I get back." Mu Feng led the way forward, and after walking a few steps, he suddenly turned back, "No, I still have something to do." ”

"Ah, what's the matter?" Feng Feifei was puzzled, could there be anything left?

"Nothing, some personal matter."

Feng Feifei really wants to kick Mu Feng, hateful bastard, it's been three years, is there anything that isn't his personal matter?

Ignoring Feng Feifei's white eyes, Mu Feng took out the compass, conjured a hair in his hand, rested it in the middle, and chanted words in his mouth. After a while, the pointer 'pedal' and pointed in a direction.

"This way, Go!"