It's so funny.

Such a thing...

With the greatest selfishness, maybe my father is holding a grudge against Xunhuangying because of himself?

OK OK, no, how could that father who did nothing all day care about this daughter who had been away from the Heavenly Palace for a thousand years?

Or, my father once had the strongest fatherly love, but now, no matter who it is, it is hard to touch his cold heart.

"If you think so, you should be relieved... Xunhuangying is a child who has never grown up... Just like the sheep he accompanied, when Xunhuangying dies, this sheep can truly grow up from pain."

Lu Xinzhai is light and quiet, predicting the death of Xunhuangying.

"Xuanhuangying is the god of god...how could it be..."

Victoria was shocked.

She had just accepted Xunhuangying's identity and recalled her father in the most terrifying way.

Then, she learned about Xunhuangying's death.

That is, this terrible thing created this spiritual world that covered the sky and the sun, which was far from accommodated by his true king's Dharma image, that one, the god of gods, and the other, who was called the supreme king...

child?

No, no, Xunhuangying certainly cannot determine that he is a child by age, he has the most precious things.

That is, the sheep he loves.

That sheep, who was like a good boy, experienced the most ruthless and terrifying cycle created by searching for the shadow of the wilderness.

And in the cycle of reincarnation, only death can be obtained. It has long been divided into fragments of the nine-generation reincarnation, and one he needs to create...

The sheep he wants to see.

Or, sometimes he would fantasize whether it was true. Everything was over and started again before it could be called reincarnation.

"My dear sheep, you are about to see your biological mother."

Xunhuangying was carrying Artes in the void road leading to the superior world, and then his black robe sounded and his sword whistled in ethereal voice.

Everything about him is in a dull and radiant color.

The black robe is no longer a black robe, colorful and colorful.

Just like his soul, it is no longer a handsome boy, but a Changyufeng who has seen in his dream...

Always, small, curled up together, full of spikes.

He twitched his sharp tail.

Say to him.

"Don't touch me, you'll be hurt..."

The tiny lamb stood in front of the weak little wolf.

With big eyes open.

Say in the most sincere words.

Accompanied by bleating.

"Ah...you, do you need...ah, my help?"

"What? I don't understand what you mean, I told you not to come. You will be hurt!"

"Oh, it's okay, I'm not afraid of pain."

"Damn it! I told you! Get out of here!"

"Don't worry, huh~ Then I'll be by your side, will you wait for you to recover? huh~"

"you……"
Chapter completed!