In the face of death, Ye Qingli could almost think that what he should be afraid of was actually the one who was approaching the girl, not the girl.

The sound of the girl struggling was already so obvious.

The extreme fear made the girl's voice tremble uncontrollably.

Ye Qingli panicked for a moment, and then he was unrestrained and opened his eyes suddenly.

The fierce wind blew everything, and Ye Qingli looked at the girl who was trembling and frightened in the wind, full of tears.

Behemoths are approaching, fangs flashing.

The sound of the girl's hoarseness, falling in the air, was a terrible trace.

"Ah......h

With her last roar, a thousand golden rays of light emerged in unison, like a sign before the explosion, all with an indescribably frightening effect.

This light seems to be the end of the world, and everywhere the light passes, everything is gone.

Ye Qingli actually smelled the smell of burning, and this piece of land was gone.

The original was full of life, but now it is scorched.

The sound of the girl sobbing is like the dusk sun in the afternoon, and it is so poignant that people can't bear to disturb it.

"I really don't want that."

In the final world, what is left is the voice of the girl's pain.

The small, curled up body was trembling and trembling inexorably.

The front is full of burnt yellow, but in the girl's small corner of the world, it is a vibrant and fresh green, and there is still not much change.

However, such a comparison is also shocking.

She doesn't want that.

Ye Qingli guessed.

When you hurt someone, a girl, it's very painful.

When Ye Qingli looked back, he looked around, and the fourth dimension was already a piece of dry yellow scorched earth. In the entire vast world, the girl was left alone sobbing sadly.

Thin, weak.

In fact, it is full of power, which is extremely frightening.

Ye Qingli looked back and forth and noticed a fact that had been overlooked:

That is, the very fierce divine beast just now is gone.

That's right, it's gone.

It didn't have a corpse, so it just disappeared out of thin air.

Ye Qingli felt that this did not seem to be so simple.

Her conjecture was indeed not wrong, because, in the next moment, at a ghostly speed, this desolation began to recover.

On top of the burnt yellow, fresh seedlings grew at a frightening speed, and then, it finally became an unstoppable trend.

Ye Qingli looked at all this, it was really not unsurprising.

In this original withered yellow, there is a new life and a recovery.

Even, far more than the original vitality.

This is a forest.

Dense, lush, and full of living forests.

A man appeared in the air.

When I came, it was really like a god descending, shining with golden light, not stepping on auspicious clouds, but with any gorgeous and dazzling feeling that words could not describe.

Western Year!

Although he just changed into a dark shirt, he was less extravagant and more easy-going.

Ye Qingli didn't have much effort, and he recognized the man in front of him.

In his golden eyes, the girl's small figure was reflected.

It still seems that the situation of the girl is not much better.

is still bent legs, hugging his calves.

Psychologically, this kind of posture represents self-protection and self-shielding.

Tightly, hugging herself, in this side of the world, she embraced herself.