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"The three masters all say that the Lord of Light is the fairest being in the world, but 。。。。。。" Avella took a deep breath and uttered the great rebellion: "Why are we suffering injustice in the outermost places. ”

"It is because of the weakness of the Godhead that we have to endure the fear of being eaten and taken away?"

Natia Vida knew what Avella would say next, she covered Avella's mouth, combed her blue curls soothingly, her light red eyes were indifferent and calm, and there was no trace of turmoil in her heart for such rebellious words.

"Avella, if I hadn't been here, you'd have been captured." Natya Vida poked Avella in the cheek.

"Tell me, Natyavida, have you ever been jealous?" Avella lowered her voice, but she was still indignant, and the flush of excitement turned to the color of anger.

"Jealousy?" Natyavida sighed: "Where do we have time to maintain such bad feelings, don't we, in the struggle between life and death, we have long forgotten about it." ”

Avella didn't speak, she seemed to be angry, covered her eyes with her arms, and let out a muffled grunt.

"However, in the struggle between life and death, even if our godhead is low, our strength is strong enough, perhaps, even the noble adults will be defeated by our men."

Natya Vida said casually, completely ignoring the powerful gods of Godhead, and she whispered arrogantly and rampantly: "Those guys who are proud of Godhead are not qualified to let me see it, let alone jealousy. ”

"Lovely Avella, I know what you think, and I agree with you." Natia Vida took Avella's trembling hands as she gently wiped away the tears of her female companion.

"In this feast, I want to tell the great Lord of Light what kind of god is qualified!"

to be his, to be his, to be his, to be his。。。。。。

Natiavida couldn't say the next simple word, and in her mind, those strange words didn't seem to be able to press after the sentence, which would make her very painful.

It's weird.

She didn't want to be anyone's vassal.

What she wants is to sit in that supreme position and let others become her vassals.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Natyavida herself was startled, and she subconsciously looked in the direction of the Temple of Light, a strong uneasiness and anger beating at her heart, almost tearing her apart.

The Great Lord of Light is above.

Her anger was unusual.

Even Avella would have been taken aback by her.

After bathing, the god was slightly stunned, he put down the long scroll in his hand, picked up the delicate bracelet and put it on his hand, the bracelet raised a mysterious and elegant arc on the knobby wrist, and the arm that exuded a golden glimmer was extremely noble.

He propped up his side face, and traced the appearance of the god on the scroll with his fingertips, and the vague memory flashed, making him clench his hands a little irritably, and after a moment, golden blood fell from his hands.

"I can't remember 。。。。。。" The god closed his eyes in a dejected manner: "I don't remember。。。。。。 ”