Deze handed Li Rongfei a handkerchief. "Senior sister, don't cry. As a god, Luo Yong must have roots to follow. If you know him, his descendants or those who served him will remember you! ”

Deze only thinks that Li Rongfei wants to find her own life experience and past from Luo Yong.

Li Rongfei smiled bitterly, took the handkerchief and wiped her tears.

Her sorrow and joy were not understood by Deze.

Deze's Divine Thoughts operated in the Three Thousand Realms Divine Thoughts Space Array, and his speed was comparable to that of a superbrain, far from being comparable to a low-level cultivator like Li Rongfei.

He quickly found a lot of information.

"Hey, this Luo Yong's father, Luo Qing is not simple! He was the adopted son of the Venerable Nina. After the fall of the Venerable Nina, he inherited the entire legacy of the Venerable. At the most beautiful time, one-third of the Muhua realm was his. He's not a god, well, he was attacked and fell when he was promoted to a god. ”

Hearing this, Li Rongfei had angina. Luo Xi's child is not a normal death! He was killed.

"After his fall, his territory was taken over by Mo Jiao, the God King of the Muhua Realm at that time. But Mo Jiao, with the respect of the god king, failed to get back all of them. At that time, there were tens of thousands of gods and spirits, and Luo Yong, who was only a heavenly immortal cultivator, became the lord of the country. ”

"Tsk, a heavenly immortal commands tens of thousands of gods, and only the Holy Venerable Nina has such a legacy!"

Speaking of which, Deze will not say anything. He regretted that he shouldn't have said something like "someone remembers" earlier.

300,000 years is really a long time.

Li Rongfei asked: "What happened later?" Where are the descendants of Loyon now? How much territory do you still rule? ”

Deze ran astringently: "Senior sister, the gods can't live forever. Most of the gods will eventually fall. What's more, the Holy Venerable Nina died in about 10,000 years of the Holy Calendar. The Holy Venerable Nina has no disciples and no heirs, only Luo Qing, an adopted son. Slowly, the gods who followed the Venerable Nina fell. Later, Luo Qing was gone. In the era of Luo Yong, there were very few gods who could remember Luo Qing. 20,000 years ago, Luo Yong was also gone. The great empire was torn apart. ”

"As you said, junior sister, one generation is the second generation. Now in the Muhua realm, many empires must be related to Luo Qing and Luo Yong, but after all, countless generations have passed, and even the inheritance of the Holy Venerable Nina has been severed. Not to mention ......"

What's more, a little-known god like you, probably no one remembered you for a long time. Of course, it's not easy to say this directly.

Li Rongfei thought of something else.

Time is a knife that can kill pigs and slaughter gods.

According to the statistics of the Three Thousand Realms Divine Mind Space Great Array, the average lifespan of the gods is 80,000 years old.

If the gods live honestly, they will naturally live more than this lifespan.

But, gods, who is not a guy who is a tyrant and hangs the sky, everyone is amazing and glamorous, and when they become gods, they still want to be powerful gods, and they want to be powerful gods, and they want to be stronger - never so far. Even if he became a god emperor, he refused to stop...... In short, all kinds of death.

NO for evil.

Li Rongfei was sad and hateful: Can't these bastards live well? Luo Yong, you eldest grandson, can't you wait for me to come obediently? Cangji, you are all God Emperor, what else are you doing?

Deze divided a few more wisps of divine thought into the three thousand realms of divine thought space, and after another search, search, and many old people to inquire about, he finally got some results.

"Senior sister, let's go, I'll take you to meet someone." Dezer said.

"Oh." Li Rongfei stood up and wanted to clean up the table.

Tokuzawa smiled. "I mean go to the Divine Space!" He tapped the distractor on his wrist.

Li Rongfei's face flushed.