69novels Chapter 135
Chapter 135
The cracked land gradually became wet, the rain penetrated the ground, moisturizing the land, and the seeds absorbed the rainwater and became full.
The lake has gradually regained its former clarity.
The people stretched out their hands, took the rain from heaven with pots and pans, and drank it in large gulps.
Manna from heaven.
The rain fell for a whole day before it stopped.
Mo Guishi looked at the unrecognizable boy in front of him fixedly, everyone was poured thoroughly, only his body was dry and fresh, as if there was an invisible barrier protecting him in it.
The boy grabbed his hand, gently placed it on his face, rubbed his soft face against his palm, and his golden eyes changed back to amber clear eyes.
His eyes were full of him.
"No one can hurt Lord God."
The boy's voice was as soft as ever, but firm.
Lord God protects him, and he will protect Lord God well.
Mo Guishi's heart completely softened into a pool, and he couldn't wait to melt the young man in front of him into flesh and blood.
[The host did a great job] the system gently praised.
The identity of the ontology is specially chosen, and since you accept such an arrangement, if you want to obtain merit, you have to bear the resentment of all the people and the invasion of karma.
Even the Heavenly Dao of the main world will not easily interfere in the operation of the small world, break the balance of the small world, follow the trend, and obtain merit.
Only when the body becomes a tyrant can he protect the boy, let him survive, and survive the calamity in peace.
The black qi on Mo Guishi's body gradually dissipated between heaven and earth, and the resentment that pressed on his shoulders also disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
The original gossip disappeared.
Today, His Majesty is favored by the heavenly gods, the emperor and queen are the reincarnation of the divine dragon, and the heavens bless the great Yi, and the silver-haired and silver-eyed people are the chosen people of the heavenly gods.
The tyranny of the past is because the world does not understand.
The Heavenly God could not bear that the Celestial Man he had chosen would fall like this, so he specially asked the Divine Dragon to help the Heavenly Man and let him revive the Kingdom of Yi and protect the people of the world.
They spontaneously erected a temple for the emperor and the emperor, offering incense, only praying for the forgiveness of the heavenly gods and continuing to keep the wind and rain smooth.
Countless forces of faith surged and converged into the young man's body.
When Mo returned, he went to the upper dynasty every day before dawn, and did not go down until the sun shone in the center.
The young man was attracted by the palace people who fought clams, and also squatted next to him and stared intently, while Zhao Zhong respectfully fanned the fan on the side.
The clams are full of vitality, jumping far away, fighting each other.
Even if it is harmless, it will not bite.
The teenager did not dare to stretch out his fingertips to touch, but just watched.
Those palace people all liked the queen very much, and being able to get close to him was enough for them to brag for a long time, and one by one they wanted to make the queen happy.
The concubines of the harem can survive are all safe, have no desire to fight for power, just want to be ignored by the tyrant and live their own little life.
Until the boy got lost in the palace and was invited by a concubine in the cold palace to play leaf cards.
The first time she came into contact with novel things, Candle Youlin lost track of time.
The concubines in the palace liked this new queen and concubine very much, and each released water and turned over to let him win.
The boy's beautiful amber eyes are clean and clear, like a snow-white noble cat raised in the palace, soft and fair skin, poked can leave shallow red marks.
He is so well-behaved and polite again.
The voice is soft.
One by one, the sister cried.