The sound was like thunder in the sky! It shocked Chang Yufeng!

That is! What a familiar voice...

It was like a sound lingering in his ears, directly transmitted to his mind...

That ice blue wind!

The red flames sweeping the world!

Whistling to Chang Yufeng's side!

The flames rolled through everything...

Even those who were kneeling and worshiping were caught off guard and rolled to the ground, thrashing and kowtowing, as if a miraculous ice wind was rolling over the earth that had been scorching for three years!

They didn't feel panic because they were swept by the ice wind, they were even surprised! Oblivious...crazy...

"God! God! Thank you for your gift!" The leader was ecstatic! He kowtowed his head again and again, blood dripping... even crazy and forgetful...

one person……

Walking out slowly... The extinguished firewood was emitting billowing smoke... It seemed that the person who suddenly appeared could not be seen clearly...

The cold wind, carrying water vapor, wets and drips everything...

He was dressed in white clothes, and the colorful streams of light flew around his body, as if gently protecting him. The stream of light behind him danced, with a unique color in the sky...

This white dress is more like a thin gauze, as white as the clear spring of the Nine Heavens. His long sleeves are rolled up to reveal his wrists without reverie. His bare feet, please be careful.

Wherever I passed, the place that had been burnt to black charcoal was already covered with green grass, and flowers were blooming!

With the true anger of heaven and earth, and with the tolerance of heaven and earth...

He looked at Chang Yufeng...

Chang Yufeng looked at him in horror...

If there really is a God in this world! Then he must be God!

What shocked Chang Yufeng was definitely not God...

But...his appearance...is himself...

Are there people in this world who look exactly the same?

In other words, Chang Yufeng is like him...

No, what qualifications do I have to look like God?

The god raised his hand and untied all his ropes. Chang Yufeng fell down... His panic turned into pain in his limbs, and the pain in his hands was unconscious...

【It's so sad...

Why……

Saw God...

How could it still be so sad?】

This... voice is...

Lan Luo's voice...

Chang Yufeng was about to collapse to the ground, when the god, Chang Yufeng, saw that his long hair... was scattered in black... and had been burnt black, even because it had been touched by the flames, and the smell of the long hair reached his nose.

Here, that long hair... is definitely not my own...

Or maybe...

Are you experiencing everything about Lan Luo?

How can this be?

I was sleeping at Niman Farm just now...

Now, in the past that has long been beyond comprehension...feeling everything about Lan Luo...

Lan Luo's thoughts just now were blank... Only now do he have an idea... right?

Even in the face of... so many... people...

Doesn't she feel any resentment or fear?

Why...

Are you starting to feel sad again now?

"I'm sorry..." The god spoke first... His apology caught Chang Yufeng a little off guard...

Why……

Apologize……

He saved himself...

Chang Yufeng was in his arms...feeling the warmth from God...those colorful streams of light were flying around him...

"I really don't want to see this kind of situation... The common sense of destiny... I can't change it..." The god nodded at Chang Yufeng's eyebrows as if he was reproaching himself, and it was like a clear spring flowing by.

Yu Feng felt such a... wonderful warm current passing through his heart, and even his entire limbs, he could feel the rapid and unreasonable repair of his body...

"It's not your fault..." Chang Yufeng said, which surprised him because he had been so shocked by everything that happened to Sun Dasheng in a short period of time that he didn't know what to say...

How can he say anything...

He thought of a name...

The King of Heaven’s Benevolence…

Of course, what surprised him even more was...

I spoke Lan Luo’s voice...

This tender voice... even a shy voice... is so soft, but not cold at all...

"This is...their fault...you should let me die...and should not appear here...give them this pitiful gift..."

Chang Yufeng listened to "himself" talking... He saw the god's deep thought, and then slowly shook his head.

"No... if the rain does not fall, the rain will fall... it is a sin..."

The god's words were very soft, followed by a gentle smile.

"They are so small...how can they be compared with such a great you! You are our king! Not our sinner! Dear King! Please leave this world...They do not deserve your...such mercy...

"

Chang Yufeng listened to Lan Luo's voice and smiled, how could such a person who spoke so tenderly become so cold...

That Lan Luo, who is known as the Great Demon King of the First Day... and the current Lan Luo, who has no power to restrain a chicken, can't even think of going together...

He understood... everything just now... including everything that happened to the Niman family who saw him with his own eyes... was all arranged by Lan Luo...

"If I leave... only more innocent people like you will be carried to the stake... That... will only make me feel more guilty... for not protecting you..." God chuckled, touching

Chang Yufeng's cheeks, the colorful light repaired her long black hair...

That black and shiny hair is so charming...

Chang Yufeng stared at this god intently...

Although he is condescending, he is so tender...

He hugged Lan Luo like a baby...

This is Chang Yufeng’s truest thought...

In the arms of this god, he is like a little baby, no matter his age or everything else... he is as immature as a baby...

"They... are not worthy... Believe me... Dear King! All people with conscience will appreciate your arrival, and will also be grateful for your departure! Even if you die! So what! You can die for the King!"

Death! It is my glory!" Lan Luo gritted his teeth, and Chang Yufeng could feel the light in his eyes...

That is the vigorous light of life!

That is the flowing light of faith!

With determination and no regrets...

"This is what I fear most... If my leaving will only cause you to suffer... then your pain will only be engraved in my self-blame and can never be erased... I have never been so afraid...

Let you suffer..."

God's words are as light as feathers, but even so... they are like the weight of a mountain, and they can withstand the insignificance between heaven and earth.

"king!"

Lan Luo is shouting...

Although Chang Yufeng can no longer feel any stinging sensation caused by the recent burn, there are no other scars at all...

However, it is pain that comes from deep within...

This pain made Chang Yufeng feel empathy for no reason, and even...
To be continued...