Chapter 72: Did You Really Bring In to the Thunderbolt?
The concubine stared at Yun Lizhen for a moment, he was engrossed in looking at the book, which seemed to make him a little unhappy, and there was a trace of disagreement in his eyebrows. The way he reads a book, the concubine thinks of a sentence very literarily: The son is unparalleled.
After a while, Yun Lizhen closed the book: "Baby, ask."
The concubine's little face is entangled, shouldn't he take the initiative to say something? For example, he is the master of the Qingtang, such as pit her for a year...... But they came to accompany her in person... Did he deliberately want to accompany her?
Thinking of this, Concubine Yi suddenly didn't want to ask.
The facts have shown that Yun Lizhe's attitude of confessing his guilt is good.
Why bother with him?
The concubine reversed and said something else: "You are so kind to a few of my friends, thank you."
Yun Lizhen looked at the concubine strangely, this bear child, obviously with anger, wanted to question him, and suddenly changed again. Girl heart, seabed needle.
"I'm not nice to them. It's just that I'm afraid of trouble. "Yun Lizhen never lies.
If the three of them naturally carry it here for three months, their skills and experience will have improved greatly, and some people may advance.
Of course, it is more likely that he will die a tragic death here. He cleared all the obstacles for them, and he was really afraid of trouble.
The girl begged her to save her friends with tears in her eyes...... Thinking of her little eyes, Yun Lizhen really couldn't stand it, so it was better to help her get it first.
The concubine listened to the reason, which was very strange.
This matter is over, my sister is generous and doesn't care about you.
Concubine Wei stared into his eyes: "You really came in for the thunder?"
Yun Lizhe: "Baby, you didn't see clearly? Let the thunderbolt be split again, so that you can see clearly? ”
"I'm just wondering, why are you struck by lightning at every turn, tell my sister, what did you make a big mistake?" The concubine looked like a confidant eldest sister, which made Yun Lizhen cry and laugh.
The way of heaven is natural, this is his fate.
"Baby, what else do you want, I can help you make it happen now." Yun Lizhen thought for a while, and couldn't help but ask the concubine.
Why do you bring this up again?
But when I heard Yun Li say this, I felt a little ominous in my heart. He is a god, what other accidents can not happen?
"All year round, the grass and trees flourish and wither, there is prosperity and decay, and I was punished into the barren marsh, but I am afraid that my skills will become lower and lower. It will be difficult to fulfill your wishes later. Yun Lizhen felt a little unbearable in his heart, but he still said it.
The powerful god in his heart suddenly said this, and the concubine's heart was full of taste. What does he portend when he suddenly says this?
Will he be the same as a mortal?
Aren't you mortal? Mortals can grant mortal wishes, can't they?
If you can't achieve it, you don't have to realize it, and you don't have to ask him for this wish, just talk about it casually.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Yun Lizhen got up and pulled her: "Take you to see the mirage."
The concubine is confused, there is a mirage here?
"Follow me." Yun Lizhen bowed his head and admonished.
The concubine rebelled as before, and her hands clasped his waist.
They swept swiftly through the barren wasteland and toward the hinterland. The scenery is getting more and more different, and you can't feel the breath of human beings.
At the speed of the clouds, the concubine guessed and flew nearly a thousand kilometers, right?
Suddenly, in the distant sky, there was really a mirage! The point is that those mirages are not from the Shenyue Continent, they are the skyscrapers of the concubine rebellion era. It was a very bustling city, with rows of buildings glistening in the sun, and it was made of a special kind of glass. Looming traffic moves through the mirage.
Seeing that the concubine's heart was tense for a while. How could this thing be reflected on the Shenyue Continent?