Chapter 357: The Fall of God (33)

Volcanic floor.

A dazzling divine light shrouded in, and the magma lost its color.

The young man's gray fingertips moved slightly, and in the next second, he opened his eyes.

The dust between the silver hair fluttered down, hanging down from the young man's graceful shoulders like a galaxy, covering his body.

The ice-blue eyes seemed to flow with broken light, and the temperament was even colder, and everywhere the indifferent gaze reached, everything knelt down.

Biya bowed his head.

The perfect figure of the god is in full view, and only the silver hair can hide it.

- The high temperature dissolves the fabric.

The god's fingertips overflowed with silver, and wisps of light bound his body, turning into a moon-white robe.

The scars were erased, and the pierced chest was restored.

At this time, he thought of something and looked sideways slightly.

When it came into the eyes, it was slightly stunned.

The girl's fair skin came into view, her black hair was spread out disheveled, her body was curled up, and her white face was covered with a thin layer of volcanic ash.

The god lowered his eyelashes, and the tips of his ears were red.

The silver rays of the fingertips were like silk threads that bound the girl's delicate body.

The light dispersed, and the girl was dressed in the same moon-white robe as he was.

The gaze of the god fell on the girl's face.

He stared quietly for a long time.

The memory of being human and the memory of being God mingle in the mind.

Bright had already shaken the rules and beliefs when he began to mingle with blood.

When God comes, the light is no longer light.

Biya held out his hand.

The white jade-like fingertips landed on the girl's gray side face, and a mark was lightly marked.

He pursed the corners of his lips, and seemed to bend again.

Using your fingers as a pen, draw on the girl's cheeks.

When he puts his pen down, the eyes of the gods are focused on admiring his paintings.

…… A small flower cat.

It's been a lonely time that the gods haven't been so happy for a long time.

The corners of his lips were curled, and his eyes seemed to have a gentle starlight.

The curled up girl's eyelashes trembled like a crow's feather, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Bia's fingertips paused, slowly retracting.

When the ice blue eyes cast their gaze again, they were cold, like indifference across the clouds.

This is the gaze of the gods, who have lived in the heavens for a long time, and there is no need to deliberately be high.

When Yun Chu woke up, his vision was as light as water.

Stunned, remembering the seriously injured Biya, she hurriedly sat up.

The moment he turned his head, he was stunned again.

The young man overlooked her with the advantage of height, and his ice blue eyes were even more beautiful and charming, like a fog covering, like a piece of warm jade.

The blood stains and dirt on his body were all gone, and the silver hair was like flowing moonlight. Everywhere in the body is imperfect.

It's like...... Bathed in a glow.

Yun Chu grabbed his arm, leaned over, lowered his eyes and touched his chest.

Not worried, he tore off his robe again.

Looking at the white skin as pure as milk, Yun Chu breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay.

But it seems to ...... What's weird?

She looked down at herself.

Belch...... Clothes?

At this moment, a touch of coldness fell on the wrist.

Biya's bony hand gripped Yun Chu's wrist as he tugged at his robe.

He gently removed the girl's hand, his fingers methodically pulling the robe over his shoulders, and the clothes were arranged and restored to meticulous neatness.

It's just that on the tips of the white jade-like ears, a thin red is particularly eye-catching.

Yun Chu blinked and raised his head.

Biya also lowered her gaze slightly, and the silver hair on her shoulders fell down and landed on her chest.

Yun Chu heard the person in front of him say:

"Negway, I will be loyal to you."

Yun Chu: ???

Well?

Loyal?

She reached out and tried Bia's forehead, but it didn't burn.

Brain broken?

When you first recover from a serious illness, you will be loyal when you open your eyes? Weird.