don't tease people

Citrine blushed because she thought she was passionate, and was at a loss for a moment.

A lover is a god or something... It is such a disrespectful statement, but she can't help but want to believe it, and she can't help but feel... Maybe such a person really has some past with a god...

Fortunately, the man in white cut in at this time, and asked Zhou Bozhi in a stern tone: "Could it be that you are singing with those violent criminals, and the red face is singing the bad face, right?!"

Zhou Bo thought for a moment: "...Maybe."

His tone was ambiguous, as if he felt that it was okay to admit such a statement.

"Now is not the time to talk about this," Cha Jing hurriedly said in front of the man in white, "Shall we first confirm everyone's safety?"

Zhou Bo didn't make a sound for a while.

After a while, he said thoughtfully: "You are indeed worthy of the love of so many people. Even I can't help but have the thought of abandoning the gods, and want to hide you well."

Cha Jing felt that her cheeks were hot again, and she couldn't bear to cover her face: "Can you stop joking? I will take it seriously."

"Okay," Zhou Bo said tenderly, "if you think it's a joke."

Cha Jing stopped talking and just looked at Zhou Bo pitifully.

"Okay, okay," Zhou Bo chuckled lightly, raised his hand and said, "I won't say anything."

Cha Jing patted her face to calm herself down, and then she dragged the man in white down to the White Tower to appease the fans.

Zhou Bo leaned against the incomplete railing, looked down at the messy scene below for a while, and then looked up to the direction of the moon.

The dark clouds have dispersed, and now the sun is shining. The faint light of the moon is particularly inconspicuous, but the curved outline can still be vaguely seen.

"It's a song that sings blood, it's the sonata of the world," Zhou Bo recalled the comment on the war 2000 years ago that he saw in the terminal, "The old god embraced death, and the new god came bathed in blood. Since then, the long starry night has ceased to exist, and the sun and the moon have illuminated the path of mankind..."

Is throwing him into this strange era a punishment for him?

It is also possible that he is too strong, so strong that he is a threat to the new god, and the weakening old god does not have enough strength to completely destroy him, so he uses this method to remove obstacles and pave the way for the new god.

Zhou Bo was overjoyed by his conjecture.

Killing people and sending people to a thousand years later, think about it, the latter is more difficult.

It was Citrine's voice that interrupted Zhou Bo's meditation.

"Thank you for saving me!" Cha Jing waved her hands vigorously at Zhou Bo from below, "Thank you for saving everyone!"

Responding to her voice, were the mighty fans around her: "Thank you! Thank you!"

...it's almost like a ritual.

Zhou Bo sighed in his heart.

He raised his hand, and the crowd subconsciously fell silent.

"So?" He asked Citrine from a distance.

"Although the contact time is short, I believe that your respect for the gods..." Citrine paused, "Respect is sincere. Out of gratitude and concern for the safety of Yuehuazhu, I hope——if Baita and everyone If you agree—I hope you can keep the Moon Glory Pearl for me during this time, and go to the Moon Palace for me to pay the highest respect and thanks to the gods."

The crowd made a small noise for a while, but there was no voice of opposition.Even the man in white just had an ugly face, but didn't do anything else.

Biao Shiyi had an unbelievable expression of "this is also possible", while Cuckoo frowned, buried his head in the terminal, and sent messages frantically.

No way, who has the heart to refuse a cute girl's little request?

Zhou Bo jumped over the railing, tapped the outer wall of the White Pagoda with his toes, jumped in front of Cha Jing, took the silver box from Cha Jing's hand, and said softly, "It's disrespectful."