If it was just Jiang Yanyue, Liuxia would only need more than ten minutes to get back the ten-kilometer distance.
Now there are two females, and how to get back is a problem.
Letting the female go back on her own, not to mention whether she has the physical strength or not, there won't be enough time.
Jiang Yanyue was just about to place an order for a mountain bike when she saw Liuxia make an OK gesture, point the circle at her mouth, and blow out a huge bubble.
The bubble wrapped the iris, floated in the air, and was tied to the wrist with a water line and taken away like a hydrogen balloon.
Jiang Yanyue was trying to hold back her laughter. Is it okay for Aquaman to blow bubbles seriously?
Even though she could do it with just a wave of her hand in Yingzhou, the restrictions on Liuxia on land were really severe.
"Don't laugh." Liuxia deliberately put on a serious face, which made it even funnier.
Jiang Yanyue: Haha.
Returning to the gate of Sun City, Jiang Yanyue met another group of people. She could tell from the white robes that they were priests of the Mother Temple.
The man in the white robe and golden thread is from the Divine Palace.
Only the Kunlun Temple has the strength to lead dozens of people and cross a distance of tens of thousands of kilometers in a few days.
"Baby, nice to see you again." The elf-like Li Luo landed on Jiang Yanyue's shoulder. This time, her dress was made of flowers, with gems made of dewdrops and stars. It was gorgeous, retro, and exquisite to the point of being dazzling.
She was no longer like when she was with them, with no makeup on and only a cloak on.
But is it that the boss’s style means dressing out of season?
Jiang Yanyue was a little curious and wondered if she should learn it.
Li just said hello and returned to her male palm. That hand was truly the ultimate dream of all hand control enthusiasts, and it perfectly matched the noble and agile Li, as if only such a pair of hands were worthy of holding her up, and all others were a defilement and unworthy.
But Jiang Yanyue didn't dare to appreciate it at all, she just felt it was extremely dangerous.
You can't even look at the other person's face for too long. Your eyes will hurt if you stare at them for more than a second.
Behind the other person, there was a translucent spirit tied up, with snow-white hair and an appearance similar to Gu Yue Wu Chen.
Although she had never seen him before, Jiang Yanyue knew that this must be their famous father.
Actually, Tenglong's appearance and demeanor were somewhat similar to the black-clad male next to him, whose eyes hurt after looking at him for too long. But in every way, they were not as good, and their temperaments were completely different. It felt like trying to draw a tiger but ended up drawing a dog.
It seemed as if Tenglong as a whole was not worthy of the wantonness and control over everything shown on his face. Instead, he was a burden. From the looks of it, let alone trying to scam the original owner, he even looked less comfortable than his two sons.
Appearance is determined by the heart, and Tenglong's face looks like he has had a long dream.
The people who stayed in Sun City had just finished greeting the people from the Temple of God. Jiang Yanyue was about to continue talking about the yellow powder when Wu Chen appeared, wearing his formal red priest robe.
"Longlong, go quickly." Li spoke. Seeing Wuchen made her attitude obviously more friendly.
Suddenly, something fell from the sky and landed in front of everyone. It was Tenglong's body, the body that the original body had taken out from the river of time three months ago.
The restraints were released, the soul returned to the body, and Tenglong, who had been dead for more than a month, came back to life.
After doing some sit-ups, Tenglong immediately knelt down in front of Li and said, "As long as the restricted area is clear, Yonghe can..."
Li interrupted directly, "You are mistaken, this is atonement."
Li's voice was still gentle and sweet, and she looked even a little soft and cute sitting in her lover's palm. But her words were filled with an unquestionable majesty.
The black-clad male tutted his tongue in dissatisfaction, and with his other hand, he boredly rubbed Li's long, drooping rabbit ears with his fingers.
All the males present felt their hair stand on end in an instant, as if there was an indestructible blade hanging over their heads, ready to chop them down at any time.
Some of those with poor self-control have involuntarily transformed into beasts, crawling on the ground and whimpering.
"Human lifespan is one hundred years, and you forced her to live forty more years. As the high priest, you should know how much order you have disrupted and how you have caused this already imperfect world to regress further."
"You have atoned for your sins, so there will be no punishment after you die."
She still couldn't get the idea that thunder, lightning, rain and dew were all blessings from heaven. She would be sad and depressed because she destroyed her own creations with her own hands, and she would also explain her decision to these dust-like lives.
Tenglong suddenly became excited and, despite the pressure of death, grabbed Jiang Yanyue before anyone could react.
Without considering Li and her husband, the two GMs behind the scenes, Tenglong is indeed the strongest in the world, and Jiang Yanyue's partners combined cannot let him go.
Jiang Yanyue cried out in pain and even heard the sound of her bones breaking.
"Why can she do that? Since she and Yonghe are from the same clan, why is her lifespan only 200 years?" Tenglong grabbed Jiang Yanyue's wrist viciously.
At Tamron's level, it's not difficult to estimate a person's approximate lifespan.
Li closed his eyes and suddenly didn't want to say anything.
She suddenly felt that she really didn't know how to eat the food even though it was right in front of her mouth. A thing that she didn't know what to do dared to challenge the authority of God, and all of this was her own fault.
People don't even know how to negotiate with dogs, but as the creator, I actually try to reason with my creation.
But he thought she looked very cute. Although she was not a qualified god, she was who she was. His love had nothing to do with whether she was a god or not.
He touched her hair soothingly with his fingers, and a silver-white space enveloped them and Jiang Yanyue and the others.
A continuously jumping blue radio wave appeared in front of everyone, and the synthesized mechanical electronic sound filled the space.
[As the temporary guardian of the immature world, you can call me Tiandao.]
The primitive tribe turned into cyberpunk in seconds, and Jiang Yanyue was so shocked that she forgot the pain.
It was obvious that the Heavenly Dao had not forgotten her. Countless metal particles were suspended and entangled in the air, forming a medical cabin in an instant. Jiang Yanyue was locked in it and released five seconds later, with full health again.
The medical cabin was considerately moved to Wuchen and Liuxia's side and then opened to send them out.
[Then let us first invite the other party.]
As soon as the mechanical sound fell, a translucent spirit appeared out of thin air. She was wearing a snow-white middle-length dress, had an ancient-style bun, and had the charming appearance of a sickly beauty.
It was shaky as soon as it appeared, and Tenglong quickly caught it in his arms.
No need to guess, it must be another ancient princess who traveled through time.
Sure enough, I only heard a straightforward electronic voice:
"So, first of all, may I ask the Seventeenth Princess of the Great Jin Dynasty, have the gods answered all your prayers in the temple? How many of the promises you made in the shrine have been fulfilled?"
Electronic music has no emotional ups and downs, but you can hear a bit of anger and disgust.
Yonghe heard the strange voice he had not heard for a long time, and saw the face he had seen in his dream and the terrifying black clothes. He suddenly dared not to languish in Tenglong's arms anymore, and forced himself to kowtow repeatedly with his weak body.
She really was a person who had been ill for a long time, and even her spirit was much weaker than a normal soul.
"God... I pay my respects to God..." Yonghe's voice was shaking so much.
Yonghe banged his head heavily on the ground, not daring to lift it up even a little.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
