Bai Qian is going through a love tribulation, so she shouldn’t be going through a love tribulation.
Bai Can felt that this love tribulation was full of water. If she went through it, would she be forced to kill her husband to prove her faith? If the heavens dared to make her the heroine of a tortured novel, she would definitely give them a sword!
As Bai Can was thinking about this, he gradually fell asleep.
Emperor Donghua, who was speaking to Mo Yuan, suddenly fell asleep. Mo Yuan was startled, and after some calculations, he waved his hand, closing the gates of Kunlunxu and activating the formation.
"Seventeen tribulations have passed, there is no need to panic." Mo Yuan's voice spread throughout Kunlun Xu.
"Yes." Diefeng and the others were a little surprised by Kunlun Xu's sudden closure of the mountain gate and activation of the formation. But when they heard it was Bai Can undergoing the tribulation, they understood. This meant he was about to ascend to the Supreme Godhood. But was Bai Can's Supreme Godhood tribulation really that dangerous? Mo Yuan's expression of fear before the enemy was not even like this when the Winged Clan attacked.
At this time, everyone can only wait and hope that Bai Can can return safely.
"Wake up, sister, don't sleep, you will never wake up again if you fall asleep." In the human world, in a dilapidated temple, a dirty child who was about eight or nine years old was pushing another dirty child who looked only three or four years old.
The younger child finally opened his eyes. There seemed to be stars in his eyes, deep and beautiful.
"Brother, I'm fine." The child said softly. It didn't sound like he was fine.
The older child held a broken bowl, half filled with steaming water, and carefully fed it to the younger child. Their hands were covered in chilblains. It was snowing heavily outside, and the two of them, lightly dressed, could only draw some warmth by holding the broken bowl tightly.
The two of them snuggled up to each other in the ruined temple.
"Gurgle, gurgle" a rapid sound of a carriage was heard outside the ruined temple.
"My young master, it snowed heavily suddenly, and there is only this dilapidated temple nearby that can provide some shelter. We are sorry to inconvenience you to rest here for a while." A guard said respectfully as he stood beside the carriage.
"Well, let's go and take a look first. If there is already someone there, there is no need to chase them away." A clear young voice sounded.
"Yes." The guard walked into the dilapidated temple and saw two children cuddling together. He then looked around. The temple wasn't very large. He quickly finished his inspection and reported back.
A young man in purple clothes stepped out of the carriage. He looked to be about ten years old, with a noble and elegant demeanor. He led his men into the dilapidated temple.
The two children were already staying in the right corner, and the guards didn't specifically chase them away. They simply cleaned up the left side and let the young man in to rest.
The young man in purple looked at the two children over there. After the people who followed him cooked the hot porridge, they asked someone to send a bowl to the two children.
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