But ask the people

Jiang Yi did not leave, but waited for a day, knowing that the evening sky was engulfed by twilight, but Shen Chaosheng did not come back.

She waited for three days.

But still did not see Shen Chaosheng.

Jiang Yi felt wrong.

With the disappearance of the God-Binding Seal on his body, thunder rolled in the air outside, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and a gust of wind suddenly blew up.

It's for Jiang Yiying's robbery.

Jiang Yi should have become a god long ago.

let her go.

Send her to become a god.

Bai Yunshu used Hantian Resentment to destroy the minds of a city, and asked Jiang Yi to exchange the remaining [-]% of his divine power.

Jiang Yi had no choice but to dissipate the spiritual power for the whole city and resolve Han Tian's resentment.

Sitting in the private room of the tea house, Jiang Yi watched the whole city celebrate for a person who could not become a god, and his eyes sank.

The city lord sat opposite her, dressed in red and silk, with a jade spot between his eyebrows, he was a relative of the Lin clan, or rather, Lin Yun, the younger sister of the head of the Lin clan.

Lin Yun Fenkou tapped the rim of the cup with her fingertips, and said to Jiang Yun with great interest.

"Are you waiting for someone?"

Jiang Yi was silent for a while, shook his head honestly, and replied indifferently: "I'm just thinking, Shengtian Festival is so rare."

Unexpectedly, Lin Yun lowered his eyebrows and laughed, and couldn't stop for a while, shaking his shoulders, as if he heard something funny.

"Jiang Yi, you are really interesting, but also very pitiful..."

"Ginger."

Chen Xing pushed the door open, walked straight to Jiang Yi's side, and abruptly interrupted Lin Yun's words.

Jiang Yi first glanced at her in response, then turned his head to look at Lin Yun again, motioning for her to continue.

Lin Yun swallowed, his fingertips paused at the mouth of the cup, and then he said again: "You are very interesting and cute."

Jiang Yi gave her a strange look.

Chen Xing gave her a strange look.

Lin Yun: "..."

She sighed and got up: "You guys do what you want, I have to go home to see that kitten."

Jiang Yi nodded, and Chen Xing said strangely, "You're the one who treats the cat monster with seven tails as a kitten."

Lin Yun acted innocent, waved his hand and left.

The private room was silent for a while.

On the upper floor of the private room, Lu Mingxi leaned against the window of the tea room and looked down.

She saw Jiang Yi sitting in the morning light, his dark hair was branded with golden edges by the dawn, and his long eyelashes covered the sunlight, casting a shadow, forming a perfect picture with the attic opposite and the green mulberry tree.

She clasped her palm tightly to suppress the buzzing pain in her head.

"Ginger."

Chen Xing slowed down and turned around to look at Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yi's last pass in Cangshan retreat that year.

It is prehistoric.

It is the desolation of everything in the world.

The yellow sand filled the air, and no grass grew.

The only thing visible is the scorching daylight, which looks terrifying.

"Others are making choices for your life."

"Whether it's Jiang Zongyue, Shen Chaosheng, or that young emperor star Lu Mingxi."

"You are now a god."

"You can choose,—, or."

"With one's own power, with the power of mortals, save them."

"Of course they will.

After suffering, I still choose to give up you, the sword god. "