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The Son of God spoke very emotionally, every word was earnest and longing. Kong Ling was not touched, but this touch did not seem to be enough to change his mind. He agreed to the Son of God to wait for him for a while, but in a blink of an eye, Kong Ling directly assembled the army to wipe out the largest civilian force in Zunou's country. His quick turn against him made Lin Yingkong stunned.

Although the people of the Honoured Puppet country became lazy because of the doll's work, what developed was an increasingly sophisticated mechanism. Even though the doll was no longer used by them, unfortunately, those terriblely powerful mechanisms still lengthened the entire front several times. Kong Ling became more anxious. After a battle, his army was more like a massacre machine. Whether it was victorious or failed, he aimed to not leave regeneration power for the enemy? - Even if the Son of God gave him a promise, he would not feel at ease before he was completely held in his hands.

As time goes by, Lin Yingkong's vague uneasiness in his mind, as a bystander, also turned into a sharp alarm. He found that he was increasingly unable to isolate Kong Ling's feelings and thoughts. No matter how much the barrier he thickened, there was always an invisible force gradually penetrated his fortress, and simultaneously map Kong Ling's thinking in his mind, just like... he wanted to assimilate the souls of two people together.

Lin Yingkong's alarm was not a roar because of this. Not to mention that he was majoring in soul magic, the repulsion generated by the difference in the soul attributes of him and Kongling was enough to keep him awake and deal with this force. He was worried about his minister, and all the unfavorable factors probably came from the special formation formed in the space where they were. Feng Rong had already begun to be affected by some strangeness, perhaps memory, emotional resonance, etc. Lin Yingkong had not yet figured out what Feng Rong was thinking, but he knew the danger of his situation at this time. Even Lin Yingkong was troubled by Kongling. So how deep would the connection between him and the Son of God, who is also a water-based alien ability, be it?!

After Kong Ling flattened the largest civilian army in Zun Ou, his spear pointed at the next team without hesitation. The rainy season had passed, but the accumulated bodies of the war made the plague more and more uncontrollable. While the war in Zun Ou was ignited across the board, the people with sick bodies were dragged in front of the God platform, and knelt in front of the Gods in batches, robbed the ground with their heads, and begged the Son of God's flesh and blood. The Son of God seemed to have really thought of a way for the agreement between him and Kong Ling, and there was no such thing as

The same thing as before was to cut off the feces and eliminate the epidemic, but to put his place in the Fengshen platform, no one saw him. The desperate people began to cry, resent, and curse. Kongling was furious because of this news. How many people went to seek flesh and blood? How many lives were harvested under his army. The advantage of war slowly stood on Kongling's side. He thought he could use violence to defeat violence, but he did not expect that things would turn back. The people who were forced into desperate situations took risks and began to attack their gods!

When the matter reached Kong Ling's ears, the situation had deteriorated so badly that it could not be curbed. Even the dolls began to believe the rumors that they would never destroy and would use the soul of the Son of God as the pillar. They joined the team attacking the Son of God. Kong Ling was so angry that she fell into a dark face in front of her eyes. Even Lin Yingkong felt dizzy. He suddenly realized something. The final outcome of the Son of God was to be eaten alive and stripped of thousands of people to share. If Feng Rong was really eroded and assimilated by the Son of God's soul, would that kind of pain and despair be defeated with him?

Kong Ling rushed to the capital with his army. The development of the matter made him unwilling to endure it anymore. The wishes of the Son of God became insignificant in the face of his life and death threat. He just wanted to tear apart all those who were trying to touch Huanfeng. Lin Yingkong's mood was exactly the same as him at this time. He forced himself to stay awake, but when approaching the capital, an urgent report almost made Lin Yingkong exhausted and took advantage of the situation: the Son of God opened the God-Permanent Platform and placed himself in front of the people who were staring at his flesh and blood without resistance!

——It turns out that Kong Ling is not the only one who turns around and easily turns his promise.

So in the end, it was still one step too late...

The body of gods, people and ghosts beg for them, and they compete to share food, and the subjects - don't pity!

When Kong Ling arrived, she saw the scene of the Son of God lying on the ground and being bitten by everyone to eat. The noble and beautiful god looked at the roof of the temple with only one eyeball left, and the skylight leaked in, illuminating a bloody and bloody color.

That look was both the Son of God and the Faith!

Kong Ling and Lin Yingkong widened their eyes at the same time, followed like shadows, strangled their necks, and pinched their feet almost collapsed on the ground. Kong Ling insisted on supporting his spine, his lips tense tightly, stepped on the pool of blood all over the ground, and walked to the Son of God, his knees hit the ground hard, and there were fighting and wailing sounds around him, but he only stared at his faith, and said stutteringly, "Don't worry, I'm here..."

"I know you will arrive - come and see me for the last time." The Son of God moved his chin that exposed the thick white bones, and opened his mouth as thin as a silent sound. The huge divine power flowed like a dam of a hole, scattered in the air - born in heaven and earth, and finally returned to heaven and earth.

Kong Ling's figure shook suddenly, "Since you told me to wait for you, have you actually made this decision?"

The Son of God's eyes turned slightly and he stared at him. His gaze was even no different from the past. He Xi was so warm that it made people yearn for him. "I didn't lie to you. I really want to be with you, wander around the world, and never be separated." He paused, "It's a pity that I couldn't do it."

That was probably the most selfish promise he had ever said in his long life.

"You broke your promise again," Kong Ling's voice mixed with sadness, which made people feel like he was choking, but every word he pronounced was clear when he spoke. "You satisfied the people of the world, but in the end you still didn't even want to fulfill my humble wish for me."

"I'm sorry, I..." The Son of God said so. He actually wanted to say that I love you and wanted to use the last time of his life to make himself willful, but he felt it was unnecessary. His abandonment was enough to make Kongling despair. Why did he put it on his more desperate feelings?

So the Son of God said at the end: "Preserve the kingdom of the Lord for me, my death will end everything. If you accompany it, you will get better one day."

"No, you can't do this, you can't be so cruel to me..." Kong Ling's eyes slowly turned red, but soon he saw the translucent soul of the Son of God floating out of his broken body. He finally realized that the weak begging could no longer keep his Son of God, and his eyes gradually were covered with indifference. "Why do you think you are gone? I have to continue to follow your wishes - I will destroy the kingdom of Zunou, I swear."

Kong Ling murmured, his hands as if they were trying to keep something to grab the soul body that was as broken as their body, but when he touched the slightly cold and translucent Son of God, the residual soul with divine power finally could not stand it. The Son of God smiled slightly, and just such a slight action made him crack into thousands of pieces and scattered in the air. Kong Ling's hands grabbed Kong in vain. He froze and stood there for a long time, as if he hadn't reacted to anything, his expression was blank.

He suddenly calmed down his arm carefully, hugged the bloody body in his arms, and formed a circle firmly, just like the lover he loved the most, but he was unwilling to exert more force, as if he could hurt him with a little force.

——This man is his god and his only faith in his life, but their closest embrace is death.

The pain of late suddenly spread at this moment, and the pain that was even more unbearable than physical damage almost defeated him in an instant. Kong Ling began to scream, making a beast-like roar, but she could not escape the dense net woven by despair.

The next second, the entire space suddenly became turbulent, and Lin Yingkong's soul escaped from Kong Ling's body, hugging a man in the same state of soul. The latter closed his eyes and frowned, with only pain and collapse on his face.

The spiritual power of Lin Yingkong's body turned into a shadow of the devil, breaking the last shackle that trapped them. His expression was completely different from the shadow of the rampage. Only the bloody eyes, the truth and the illusion reflected back and forth around him. The Fengshen Platform, a thousand years ago, and the new temple, a thousand years later, were intertwined with each other, and then-

"Bang-!!!!"

The illusion was blown up, the building was shattered, and in the horrific collapse that covered the sky and the sun, Lin Yingkong's body was firmly protected by a man, and within ten meters of the radius of them were flattened. Apart from a complete sandalwood platform, no trace of the building fell. Kongling maintained a hug posture and knelt not far away, his eyes were dull, but his hands were empty.

Lin Yingkong used a shadow to bind Feng Rong, who was unconscious in the aftermath of the explosion, and then he sank hard and the soul that was forced to be pulled away finally returned to his body. Lin Yingkong's eyes moved adaptively, and after a moment of pause, he suddenly opened. He supported Feng Rong's upper body with hope and called: "Minister."

His voice was soft and gentle, and he rested or watched the night as usual. When he needed to change shifts, he gently woke Feng Rong up with his tone. At the beginning, Feng Rong would wake up immediately because of his vigilance, ready to go as if he had never fallen asleep. Later, they became familiar and became more and more intimate. Although Feng Rong would still wake up the first time he made a sound, he would occasionally be a little confused, squinted slightly as if he was planning to take a nap against time...
Chapter completed!