The system shook its head. "No."
“I told her that day that she absolutely had to come back.”
Yeah?
The man's expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care at all.
But in reality, he was listening intently to what it was saying.
For some reason, the system only says half of what it means.
Feng Ye waited for a while but didn't hear it add the second half of the sentence.
Unable to contain himself, he asked, "So what did she say?"
"She..." the system hesitated, unsure whether to say it or not, "The goddess said she's not coming back."
boom!
Something collapsed in his world.
In that instant, the man's face turned deathly pale.
"Did she really say that?"
"yes."
That's what they say.
The system itself doesn't want to believe it either.
The two of them spent so much time together.
Could she really bear to leave her master alone?
Memories flooded back, and Feng Ye closed his eyes, saying nothing.
The system could tell that he was sad.
But no one expected it.
As soon as Feng Ye lay down, he fell into a deep sleep.
It was a very, very long time.
He never appeared in the Heavenly Palace again.
The system couldn't wake him up, and he was frustrated.
Oh dear, what should I do?
Is the owner fast asleep?
...
On this day, the gods came to Rong Palace to request an audience with Feng Ye.
However, they were refused entry by Feng Ye's servants, who said that Feng Ye was not yet awake and that they were not allowed to make a loud noise outside the palace.
"this……"
It's been more than half a month.
Why are you still sleeping?
Those old guys have nothing better to do than come looking for him.
When the system heard the noise outside while inside the ice chamber, it pouted and complained, "These gods don't do anything useful, all they do is bother you all day long."
If it weren't for them, the master would have gone to the stars to chase after the goddess long ago.
It's all their fault; they're the ones who made the master unhappy.
At that moment, the system peeked through the curtain at a group of old immortals outside, looking around anxiously like headless flies.
It suddenly decided to play a trick on them.
call.
Blow a breath.
A light, thin feather suddenly floated down from the sky.
It flew to the god's neck and scratched and scratched.
Scratching it makes me itch, and I want to laugh.
It was very itchy after being scratched a couple of times, so itchy that the immortal couldn't help but raise his hand and scratch it.
The feather scratched him a few more times, until his skin turned red.
The system recognized him as the first person to run away during the battle against his inner demons that day.
As expected of a system created by Feng Ye, my little darling, it holds grudges very well.
The second one is the old man standing behind Huang Xianjun.
When the poisonous bees came down, the system heard him mutter, "I wonder what Feng Ye is up to."
The system is now secretly sending out silver needles.
A needle was stuck in his neck.
The old man let out a cry, his expression pained.
One by one, they were all quite frightened at Rong Palace.
They were so frightened that they thought Rong Palace had set up an ambush.
No one dared to linger and left.
Not long after, the system went to the Changxin Palace.
The maids there were saying they didn't know where Miss Rong had gone.
Harmful.
Life is getting more and more boring.
When it returned to the cave beside Dongting Lake and saw the time tunnel, it couldn't help but feel sad.
Goddess, can you hear me?
The master is thinking of you, and the maids of Changxin Palace are thinking of you.
I... am thinking of you too.
*
A year on Earth is equivalent to a day in Heaven.
Centuries have passed.
The gardenias in the Heavenly Palace have bloomed.
When Zhuoyan was buried, the gods paid their respects to him at the tomb.
No one expected it.
It turns out that the God of Scorching Yama had already died at the hands of his inner demons.
well.
Zhuoyan is dead.
He slept soundly through the long, windy night.
I wonder... who will take charge of this Heavenly Palace.
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