The girl was barefoot, her fair feet faintly visible under her skirt, and she wore a small silver bell below her ankle.
The patterns are exquisite and the styles are unique.
"God, God."
The originally peaceful scene was broken by a scream, and the person who made the sound knelt straight with his eyes wide open.
"Ermao, you fool, don't be rude to the gods. Get down quickly."
The villagers around him pulled the man a few times, and seeing that he was still kneeling straight, they couldn't help but cast their eyes on the white figure.
When they saw the girl floating in the air with her eyes closed, they were speechless, even forgetting that their gaze was too naked, and just stared at her intently.
Then more people raised their heads and looked at the figure, and they all gasped in amazement.
It turns out that gods really look like this. Although they look younger, their faces are so beautiful.
The soft white light gradually faded, and the floating girl slowly descended from above.
Her jade-white feet stepped on the soft fabric, causing wrinkles around the clothes.
jingle…
The small bell rang softly a few times, and then returned to calm.
The girl stood firmly on her feet, and her long, slightly curled eyelashes moved slightly.
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.
The phoenix eyes slowly opened a slit.
Open it a little bit more.
Amber pupils were revealed, and an indifferent look swept over everyone as if saving all living beings.
Cold, that look was like ice and snow on a high mountain, imprinted in everyone's heart.
For no apparent reason, the villagers all shuddered and lowered their heads in fear.
Finally, the girl squatted down, stretched out her white hands, touched the man who was lying motionless and looking at her quietly, and held his cold face.
“Ash Chen!”
These three words, like thousands of words, pierced into Shen Yanjin's heart. He suddenly had no reaction and just watched quietly.
After a while, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and his voice was cold: "Fat Chen."
Xiao Xu's eyes sparkled with joy. She lowered her head and rubbed her smooth chin habitually, "I'm glad you're okay!"
The big stone in my heart was finally put down.
When she saw Ana Shen fall into a coma, her mind was blank. She had already warned herself that no matter what the male protagonist was like, it was not her concern.
But what really made her feel that the male protagonist slowly cooled down in front of her, turning into a cold corpse. He would no longer call her name with a cold face, would no longer keep her warm in the winter, and would no longer eat and sleep with her.
Xiao Yihan felt as if something was suddenly taken away from her originally empty heart, something she could not describe in words.
Shen Yanjin cannot die.
Apart from this, she had no other thoughts.
"Get off me."
"ah?"
Xiao Xu came back to her senses, her cupped hands trembled, and she suddenly withdrew them. She jumped off someone and landed on the ground, her white and tender feet stepping on the grass, so cold that her toes turned red.
Perhaps her sacrifice was done well, as Ana Shen’s injuries had healed considerably, although the clothes on his shoulder were still stained with a large, half-dried bloodstain.
Ana Shen’s eyes slanted.
Liu Qianfo, who was about a dozen steps away, walked over with small steps, humming and laughing as he walked: "Hey, so Feichu is a god? No wonder he's so smart."
God knows, the first time he saw Xiao Xu, the strong emotion almost overflowed, and he had no choice but to restrain himself and suppress those things that should not be revealed into the deepest part of his heart.
Liu Qianfo walked up to the two of them.
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