Even if you scold, you have to find a place where no one is around and scold in secret, so as not to be invited away for tea in a restricted area.

"What a situation the divine dynasty is in right now."

In the dead of night, there are many people who climb high and look into the distance.

No one can give them the answer, so they can just figure it out on their own.

After a catastrophe by a demon and a killing in a restricted area, there may not be many people from the divine dynasty still alive, and there must be only a few who can sustain the scene.

Indeed, the situation in the Shen Dynasty is not good.

Restricted areas are searched all over the world like mad dogs.

They are like rats crossing the street, hiding all over the world.

"Heal with peace of mind."

Late at night, a person walked out of the darkness.

Nai Kuang Yingjie went out for a walk alone.

It's not about looking at the scenery, it's about finding the survivors of the divine dynasty.

After experiencing ups and downs, this domineering master has also lost his edge. He wears a black robe wherever he goes. He is not afraid of death, but there are always one or two things... that are worth living for him.

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For example, protecting the descendants of the divine dynasty.

They need time to grow and they also need guardians.

And he is one of them.

Having this realization is also a moment of enlightenment.

In the second month after leaving home, he hit the quasi-famine bottleneck.

As long as he is willing, he can break through the situation immediately.

However, it is easy to enter the wilderness, but it is difficult to survive the catastrophe.

In order to find him, the restricted area would like to turn the universe upside down.

If he survives the calamity, he will be a perfect target. It is fun to deceive people for a while, but there will always be times when he cannot deceive others.

He also needs a protector.

"Last night, I dreamed of you."

At the former site of Shenminghai, he silently settled down and sprinkled a piece of turbid wine to pay homage to the good friend who defeated him.

Even today, he has not been able to catch up in his footsteps.

As he spoke, he smiled, with a touch of vicissitudes of life and a hint of sadness in his smile.

Fighting will be fighting, and trouble will be trouble.

Zhao Yun's death made him unable to let go and felt so distressed that he wanted to cry.

Whoosh!

The breeze did not understand, blowing from behind, stirring his long gray hair.

The wind, with a touch of blood, could not be seen by the world, and he could not see it either.

I felt that the wind was not cold, but carried a hint of warmth.

"Why the hell did you die?"

It was time to fall in love so deeply that Lao Kuang burst into tears.

He left, covered in black robe, and walked further and further away.
Chapter completed!