He is a low-ranking god, but looking at his enthusiasm to jump up and down, come and go freely, and have a tough backstage to protect, the god of day is also a little tolerant of him.

The destructive power of the black-clothed Nanming may be greater than that of the unfree superior god in front of him.

Moreover, the one standing behind him is almost certainly the existence of the imprisoned god of the day, and what kind of power will that person have?

……

All of the above are levels that the tasker should not touch.

She's seen it, and she wants to get in.

"It doesn't mean qualification, but it's useful to you right now." Said the god of day.

Lan Shuying was helpless: "I originally wanted to keep it, but I didn't dare to ask for it after that fight." You see, Yu Duoer has been pinching that half of the godhead for more than a hundred years, and it still hasn't been recognized, so when something happens, how can it be played? ”

"She's her, you're you, maybe you can submit it."

The sun god spoke softly.

Her instincts said he was testing her reaction.

Do you want to see how much she knows?

Or test her aggressiveness?

Daygod helped her several times, and she didn't believe him if he didn't mean to woo her.

The question is, what is the value of her that deserves to be wooed by him?

Assuming that she sincerely joins his camp, is it a blessing or a curse?

Lan Shuying became more and more cautious.

The answer she gave to the god of the day, about "not using it well", has already been explained.

Let's talk about why the style doesn't fit:

"Godhead...... Each should have its own characteristics, right? As far as I can observe, Nanming's half is good at guarding and healing, but on the contrary, it is attacking and polluting. Yu Duo'er, I still understand, it's good that she doesn't care about others, so it's normal to be incompatible with the armor, as for me, ......"

She and the black-clothed Nanming are indeed incompatible.

The style of first hooking out the opponent's evil thoughts, merging with them, and then joining forces to gradually corrode the opponent...... She didn't like it.

The Red Lotus Karmic Fire, as well as the Evil Eater that has not yet been fully activated, are expressing their disgust at it.

Especially the evil eater, as if he wanted to eat it, but he didn't have the ability to do it.

It's not a bad thing to be picky sometimes, like she has a pair of ill-fitting high heels in front of her, which is so beautiful that everyone envies her, and she wears them, and she is drenched in blood, and she can't go far.

The same is true of the Godhead.

For the sake of a crippled godhead, to give up the karmic fire that she is most familiar with, and the long-awaited evil eater? She wasn't too happy.

"I probably don't want to fight in a polluted way." Lan Shuying showed an embarrassed but polite smile, "I like to go straight, a fire is clean, refreshing." ”

Daylight stared at her for a moment.

In the single eye, that kind of meaningful look is really unpredictable.

She had chills in her back.

It's as if you're stepping on a huge net and you're about to fall into a trap.

An unreasonable instinct is persuading her to stay away from this guy!

"Oh......" the daygod muttered, "I see, you think he's dirty." ”

“？？？”

"Actually, so am I." He added understandingly.

"......" Lan Shuying.

"......" (the black-clothed Nanming who sneezed inexplicably in the distance)

There are some interesting laws in the world.

For example, I hate him, and you hate him, then we have a chance to be good friends.

If, the god of daylight, was as gentle and amiable as she had been on her last visit, and spoke normally, she ......

Still don't want to be friends with him.

The world of big people, she still can't understand it for the time being.

Crash into it, beware of broken bones.

"What exactly does the senior need me to do?"

Daygod didn't answer, but pointed to it: "This day, is it good-looking?" ”

“…… Well. ”

"The color and temperature of the sun are just right."

"Hmm."

"But the sky is falling."

He said it seriously.

Lan Shuying has the feeling of being a reporter interviewing a mentally ill person. It's hard to answer, and I can't understand what the other party is trying to say.

Before the daytime myth sound had completely fallen, the surroundings suddenly became dark!

The first thing that changed was this day.

It's like the scenery above the stage is suddenly violently destroyed, and a huge crack tears the canopy in half, and the outside is a familiar scene for her!

The night sky, the cloudy moon, the oppressive darkness and cold......

Everyone here is like a monster living on the other side of the earth!

The curtain was pressed down inch by inch, and she could almost hear the strange sound of it squeezing and rubbing against the courtyard barrier, and what shocked her even more was that he stood up!

Isn't that weird? Those who have legs, those who can move, can stand.

However, he gave her the impression that he had no legs!

What's underneath the robe?

Lan Shuying felt her head dizzy for a while, dizzy and nauseated.

Then she realized that it had nothing to do with her, that the earth was trembling.

Click! First sound!

The successive shatters are reminiscent of housewives busy on the edge of the stove, beating eggs into the pot one by one.

It's not the eggshell that's broken...

The last umbrella outside the courtyard!

It's the slate floor at her feet!

The god of light on the other side spread his arms, and he laughed maniacally.

The gentle surface was torn open by his own hands in an instant.

At this moment, he is the devil unleashed from the depths of hell!

Thousands of ravines, and finally hot lava gushed out, and there were deep ravines like cobwebs on all sides, and she had nowhere to move, and she couldn't move, she could only watch the magma spill up to her feet!!

Jialan looked at her from a short distance, dazed.

As if she didn't understand, why did she show such a surprised expression?

“……”

Lan Shuying closed her eyes in the harsh laughter.

The mood gradually calmed down.

The cracking stopped, the laughter quieted, and the heat of the upward stretch subsided......

She opened her eyes, as calm as ever.

The golden sunlight shone on her shoulders and was warm.

The sky was clear and beautiful.

The god of day still knelt in the same position that had never changed, and his hands came out from under his cloak and held a cup of tea—it could not warm them without the white mist that symbolized the heat.

Fang Cai's hideousness turned out to be an illusion that deceived her five senses.

Before she could speak, he said calmly, "This is not an illusion, it is a prelude to the fall of the gods 100,000 years ago. ”

Lan Shuying: "......"

There is no chance to pour out when you are full of annoyance.

She sat back.

Grab a cup of tea.

"You continue."

Listening to the god of the day talk about his "thinking about the past", and then appreciating his misery now, maybe it can make her feel better.

"Aren't you angry?"

"How dare I."

scolded him lightly, Lan Shuying thought that he couldn't go anyway, so he simply had to be patient and see what routine he wanted to play.

Barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, that's the reason.

When you can choose, try to pick a road that makes you happy, and when you can't choose, the big people play scheming, and the small people play with their lives, that's all.

"I really don't remember...... If I had been playing like this back then, you wouldn't have such a good temper. ”

This sound of the word is full of "you"...

For a moment, it made her shudder.

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