Pangu saw that the head god didn't answer for a long time, but the words had come to this point, and if he continued to talk about it, he was afraid that he would anger the head god. He didn't dare to take this risk, even if the first god had never really been angry, but that light and light look was enough to shock the Quartet. Therefore, at this time, Pangu could only choose to wait and see, ignoring the bleeding wound in his hand, and silently knelt on the cold marble hall.

The head god who fell asleep dreamed of a woman again, and she was burned in the fire, and the light green veil on her body burned in the fire. The sparks around the woman continued to spread to the clothes on her body, but she didn't hide, and she didn't dodge. There was a shallow smile on his face, but his eyes were constantly overflowing with tears, and his thin lips were suddenly closed, as if they were coated with blood, and the red was strange and miserable. Lingzi Xiu didn't know why in his heart, the pain was uncontrollable, and the taste of heartache had not been felt for a long time. But at this moment, as the woman's thin figure fell in the fire, Ling Zixiu's hands couldn't help but reach out to her, wanting to protect her in his arms and not let anyone hurt her again. But the hands penetrated the woman's body, and there was nothingness.

In a flash, the scene burned like a piece of paper. Gradually, it was regrouped.

When Ling Zixiu looked again, she saw the back of a man in a dark robe suddenly appear in the picture, she couldn't see his face, but it felt so familiar. The heart is irrepressibly painful, wisps of it, but it penetrates the heart.

A dry mountain, a few people. She had never seen it before, but she really felt the deepest emotions in everyone's heart. Helplessness, despair. The familiarity made her wonder if her memories were missing.

Suddenly, there was a tingling pain, and Lingzi Xiu reflexively pressed his head.

When I open my eyes again, I see the scene from a few days ago.

"God, the disciple has something important to tell you. ”

"Well, let's talk about it. The breezy words came from the mouth of Lingzi Xiu, who was leaning on the pavilion railing and watching the fish, and the lazy shadow was reflected in the water. A smiling Allure without makeup, but I don't know how many men in the world are fascinated.

“"

After not getting a response for a long time, Rao is the first god who has always been able to endure his temperament, and he can't consume it. "Do you still remember how the teacher taught you on weekdays? There was still no emotion in his eyes.