It turned out that the explosion in the stone forest had something to do with her.

What did she hide from him?

He didn't take out that divine stone in the end.

She was reluctant, and he didn't want to force her.

His lord, even if he wanted to blaspheme her, he didn't want to force it, he just wanted her to be willing.

As for what she was hiding from him, he didn't care.

She wanted him to be good, she wanted to hide it from him, and he did what she wanted.

It was only in the Holy Chair, when the memories of the past melted into his mind, that he suddenly realized what she was hiding from him.

Resurrecting the gods can only be done with the wings of the dark gods.

From head to toe, even the hair of the gods is a very difficult existence to hurt.

How did she cut off her wings?

And how did he fuse his wings into his body?

With the dark divine power pouring into his body, it merged with the little divine power in his body.

In a flash of light, he thought of the "sacrifice" magic.

"Don't do that." He tried to struggle to push her away.

But the sacrifice was not completed, and he could not move on this holy chair surrounded by formations.

"Don't do that!" He looked at her almost pleadingly.

She was on him, condescending, such a beautiful existence, her slightly fluffy long hair fell on his body, touching his body in wisps.

It was his favorite landscape.

But now, he was full of panic and fear.

"Please." He looked at her humbly, "Please, don't do this. ”

But she stretched out her hand and covered his eyes, and her voice was weak and trembling because of the pain: "It's right away, it's right away." ”

The so-called immediate is at the cost of her life.

She leaned down and kissed him on the forehead: "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine, I'll go and be there for our baby." ”

You're lying! You're lying!

The gods lose all their divine powers, and all they greet is death.

He screamed inwardly, his mouth full of blood biting from the tip of his tongue, and he tried to break free from the shackles of this formation.

But the next moment, he was swallowed by darkness and fell into a stupor.

At dawn, he was awake in bed.

Getting up in a trance, he walked through the long corridor and into the temple, his gaze falling on the holy chair.

Everything seems to have changed much.

But he felt that something was wrong.

He walked out of the temple like a wandering spirit and wandered through the holy city.

"I didn't expect this holy city to be so lively, Jingjing, let's get married here, although we didn't find the Divine Stone, but even if there is no Divine Stone, we can become husband and wife."

He walked past the two of them, heard "Divine Stone" and "Husband and Wife", and was in a slight trance.

The heart seems to have been dug up alive, and the emptiness is really uncomfortable.

At night, he stopped at an intersection.

"His wontons are so delicious." During the day, the fiancée named Jingjing said to her man, "Lefan, let's go and taste it." ”

He stood around the corner, watching the steaming heat in front of the wonton stall, listening to the man and woman talking in small pieces while waiting for the wontons.

Later, the couple left after eating the wontons, and he walked to the wonton stall.

The old man who sold wontons asked him without raising his head while wiping the table, "Eat a bowl?" ”

He didn't answer, just stared fixedly at the steaming cauldron.

After a moment, he asked, "Crimson unicorn fruit?" ”

The old man paused as he wiped the table: "My lord is amazing, and he actually knows that my stuffing is a red unicorn fruit." ”

He glanced at the old man: "Siren? ”