Finally came - when Kong Ling pushed open the door of the house of the son of God Huanfeng with blank mind, Lin Yingkong's first thought was this, but the approaching "end" did not make him breathe a sigh of relief, but instead made him feel more nervous. He could vaguely analyze that the space where they were was a kind of fixed soul-fixing magic connected together, which means that the son of God might not really die, but was locked in the "memory" after being seriously injured. In addition, no matter who did this formation, at least the fact that the minister and the son of God were both naked water-type spiritual powers was enough to make him extremely alert. The strength of this special tribe is as famous as their own killing of each other.

What's even more tragic is that Feng Rong had a quarrel with him at this critical moment... Well, that's right, the quarrel was so awkward that Lin Yingkong's broken glass heart would not be abused like a scumbag - their skills were not full of emotion. After such a fuss, Lin's assistant suspected that the enemy had collapsed internally before attacking them. Oh, this is a sad fact.

This is the first time he has come to the Son of God's room since Lin Yingkong ran into Kongling's body. This diligent god always spends most of his time at the Fengshen platform. He rarely enjoys some leisure under the same roof as Kongling, and does not need to save and help the people. Even if he loves Kongling in his heart - Lin's assistant thinks that Kongling can endure so many years is actually a non-human belly, although he is not a human being.

The decoration of the Son of God's room was exactly the same as that of Kong Ling. In the incense, there was a thin blue smoke rising slowly, and the refreshing cold fragrance lingered around, mixed with the moisture of the rain. When Kong Ling's door was strode in without knocking, the man stood by the wide open window, facing the door, staring at the continuous rain in the boundless night. He changed into a white dress that was completely different from his usual dress, which was white without a trace of color, but his black hair was covered like brocade, as if he dragged out a waterfall shaking by the wind. His clear-lined side face was shining by candlelight, warm and beautiful. Kong Ling couldn't help but stop his steps, full of sadness and sadness - why would anyone bear to hurt him such a god who is sympathetic for all living beings?

"Do you know?" Kong Ling didn't say anything for a long time, and the Son of God spoke first. I don't know if it was the wind on the rainy day or the night was already late. A trace of fatigue was deeply hidden in his voice.

?—All glory and all glory are nothing but illusions, and the truth after it is broken is more cruel than anything else.

All the leaked emotions slowly gathered into a cold shell, "I know or not, what matters is what you want to do, after hearing that message?" Or will you stick to your choice?

"What can I do?" the Son of God asked, as if he was talking to himself, "They are my people. I watched them be born, grown up, and grow old. I watched this kingdom turn from a village to a tribe, a city, a kingdom. I lived for a long time. When you were not with me... But from the beginning of chaos to the creation of human beings in Nuwa, I have always been alone. It really makes me feel that I am always in the kingdom of honor when I live. There are you, human beings who live and work in peace, living dolls, and things that I can do as much as I can, instead of sitting meaninglessly watching the stars shift, the sun rises and the moon sets, as if I was born and raised in heaven and earth, but this world does not to me..." He recalled the past, feeling like a different world, "A Ling, do you understand, it's not that I don't want to listen to you, but the kingdom of honor is my root. If it is destroyed, how could there be the Son of God Huanfeng?"

There was a touch of emotion in Kong Ling's eyes, but the movement was stirring in his eyes like a knife. He felt it hurt, but he opened his eyes in vain and said nothing, even the tone was no different from before. "After all, you chose to live and die with your country."

The Son of God shook his head, "Ah Ling, it is yours."

"No, I am yours, I have nothing except you," Kong listened to the most emotional words in the coldest tone. The silent and intense force formed an invisible tension in the air, squeezing his body. He almost had difficulty speaking. "The kingdom of honor is your root, but you are my root. The kingdom of honor is not you to me? You are always like this. You cannot live without your country, your country cannot live without you, but you never thought about what I should do."

——You cannot be without the kingdom of Juan, so I protect this land for you. But when the kingdom of Juan was about to hurt you, have you never considered my position from beginning to end?

The Son of God turned to face him, but the small window frame behind him was framed with the vast sky, silently pressing heavily on his straight figure. At this moment, Huanfeng was like the kind of god who came out of a distant legend, both passionate and ruthless, both boundless and selfless, Kongling sometimes hated him like this, and hatred as deep and heavy as his love!

——He is the selfish intention he always has to give up first!

"Ah Ling..." The Son of God said his name gently. Kong Ling was still in front of him, but he seemed to have lost him. His eyes were as soft as the first ray of sunshine I suddenly saw at dawn in the cold winter, but it was like suppressing the pain caused by having to give up the flesh-and-blooded thing in life. His eyebrows were winding, and his lips couldn't help but pursed. He was a god, but he stared at the person he loved with helpless eyes.

Kong Ling suddenly calmed down at this moment, and the ripples in her heart lake were as still as stagnant water. No, this was not calm, but rather like a death row prisoner who had already learned his fate, listening numbly to his verdict.

His indifference became the last straw, and the eyelids of the Son of God were bent violently. He closed his eyes heavily, his voice as thin as a gossip: "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry for nothing. I will never violate your wishes." Kong Ling murmured, turning around and leaving with a blank expression that was exactly the same as when he came. When he walked to the door, there was a sudden thunder rising in the sky, and the lightning broke through the night. He seemed to be frightened, and his body swayed slightly, but he quickly stood firm and walked out without looking back.

And the moment before he turned around, Lin Yingkong finally saw the signal that Feng Rong sent him - the Son of God had cut off his flesh and drove away the epidemic.

Lin Yingkong was stunned for a moment. It turned out that the Son of God opened the window and lit the incense burner, just to hide the trace of fishy, ​​rusty, sweet blood that filled the air.

...

In Zunyu Village, the crescent moon has already sunk, and the sky and the earth are dark. It is the heaviest moment before dawn. The whole village is covered in darkness and silence. Then, at a certain moment, a certain place, a blue light suddenly soars into the sky.

In the area covered by the light, Di Bingqiao slowly retracted her spiritual power. She was not good at fighting power, but after all, she was a thousand-year-old tree demon, and her spiritual power was still not weak. But I don’t know if it was because of the green light. Her face was also ashen, and she covered her face and moaned: “Eight hours… This group of dolls actually dragged us down for eight hours. We will follow Rongzi to do three weeks of voluntary labor!”

After the formation was completed, Fei Rong sat down on the steps and said with a sad face: "I will be doubled..." She could even imagine what kind of serious expression of the minister would look at her with heartache, "What stupid thing are you doing," and said, "Oh no, she will have nightmares!"

It’s not that the members of the field team of the General Office really couldn’t do anything after they left Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong. But at midnight, they were about to drive all the villagers of Zunyu Village into Kong Ling’s house. E Jingbai and the others were all stepping on a corner of the formation and ready to go. Unexpectedly, Kong Ling’s house suddenly opened a large house protection formation. An ancient force burst out, and they offset the formation they planned to trap the villagers and died together. All the previous efforts were in vain. The villagers were also like the pumpkin magic that failed after twelve o’clock. The body mechanism was transformed, with open guns, hidden arrows, poisonous knife, rain, pear blossom needles, whatever viciousness came, they almost knocked the six of them into slags with their exquisite mechanisms!

In the end, Zhu Mengtian and others had to break the hands and feet of these dolls, and then they successfully activated the formation after they put them down. Everyone was so tired that they had no strength to be as anxious as before.

Ding Youlan guarded the luggage they rescued before. He had no combat power and almost dismantled the switch's combat power. At this moment, his hands were trembling when he was holding the handheld computer. Di Bingqiao took a plaster directly on it. I don't know what the plaster was made of. He was so hot that he took a breath and calmed down for a long time before he said: "Would we go to the minister and Assistant Lin first or Erbo first?"

"When the Minister and Assistant Lin... I think they might be on the Fengshen Platform." Cheng Xiaodai said. He felt that at least Fengrong acted alone might be related to the divine Kongling.

"I agree." Zhu Mengtian went directly to the ground to clear the open space with earth-based spells. When he lay lazily, he was stingy and said one more word.

"But if we don't go to Erbo, he may be waiting in secret to attack us. Why not take the initiative?" Di Bing said with surprise, kicking Zhu Mengtian and asking him to get up to check her. The mechanisms on these dolls are not inferior to those insects and beasts at all, and they are still very lethal. Everyone has suffered some minor injuries, "Are they still divided into two groups?"

Fei Rong murmured: "I always feel that there will be a group of missing persons in the two groups at this time..."

"..." E Jingbai turned his arm into zombies, and the bleeding position immediately became hard and scarred. He said: "No need to worry about the order, search the village together, and you can find one to calculate one."

He looked at Zhu Mengtian, who nodded, "Okay, rest on the spot for twenty minutes, and then act, Xiaolan, you choose the best roadmap."

An hour later, Qi Mingxing began to climb into the sky, and they also swept Zunou Village, without any special discoveries.

"Only the Fengshentai is left?" Zhu Mengtian asked, standing in front of the trail.

"Well," Ding Youlan hooked the last point on the electronically drawn map and moved his chin back and forth. "The threats have been eliminated in other places. Unless they leave Zunou Village, they can only be at Fengshentai."

"Then let's go," E Jingbai signaled everyone to check their equipment for the last time. "The minister said there are attack formations on this road, be careful and don't fall behind."

Because Feng Rong and Lin Yingkong were attacked when they came here, the field team members of the General Office seemed very careful, but what made them unable to say whether they should have breathed a sigh of relief was that the journey was quite calm, or were there any tricks waiting for them?

So, when Zhu Mengtian and the others saw Erbo standing in the open space in front of Fengshen Platform, they felt "as expected" naturally.

But Erbo ignored them. He stood quietly at Fengshentai, as if waiting for something, but his back seemed very lonely. The loneliness seemed to force him to the point of desperate situation. He couldn't help but hunched over, vicissitudes and fatigue, which made people feel very sad.

Zhu Mengtian and E Jingbai exchanged a wink, then Zhu Mengtian coughed dryly, leaned towards Erbo's position, and said, "Who..."

Before he could finish his words, he was caught off guard by a loud blast. Everyone was stunned. Erbo suddenly raised his head and looked at the place where the explosion came. He couldn't help but walk forward, but was quickly pulled by E Jingbai's hand and his eyes were quickly pulled. However, E Jingbai was also shocked at this time. He opened his eyes slightly widened and stared at the Fengshen Platform in front, watching it cracking into millions of fragments under the horror of everyone, slowly collapsed in the flying smoke and dust.
Chapter completed!