Zhao Zhao did not sleep. The physical and mental torture made him unable to sleep.
The system suddenly said, "Host, the mission has been completed ahead of schedule. You can choose to leave early."
"Um."
[Host, are you leaving early?]
"...Yeah." A short pain is worse than a long one. Leaving his half-dead body here is also torturing all those who care about him.
"When can we leave?"
【Three days later.】
"good……"
[As a result of your good deeds, after you leave, your good karma will benefit every corner of the divine realm, and the world will remember you forever.]
Zhao Zhao smiled lightly, "Whether you remember or not, it doesn't matter."
Beside the bed, Luo Chen, who was guarding, suddenly felt nervous and his hands shook slightly unconsciously.
Seeing Zhao Zhao sleeping soundly, he used his divine power to carefully examine his body. His face became increasingly worse. Finally, he shook Zhao Zhao's body vigorously with trembling hands, "Zhao, Zhao!"
"Don't sleep! Get up..."
After swaying for a long time, Zhao Zhao, who had finally fallen asleep, finally woke up. He frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
But Luochen didn't allow him to sleep any more, "Get up, don't sleep anymore."
Zhao Zhao didn't want to move, "But I'm very sleepy."
Luochen carried him directly to the courtyard and said, "It's not good to sleep for too long. You should get some sun."
He took off his outer robe and put it on Zhao Zhao.
Luochen sent a message, calling Su to come and accompany him.
Su came in with great joy, but sat down in a daze. Zhao Zhao's face was very pale, his hands and feet were cold, and even the sunlight could not warm his body.
Su held his hand and used his divine power to warm his body.
"Su, don't be willful in the future. Be a good son of God in the God Realm."
"You should be kind and do more good."
"Okay." Su was shocked by his last words and could only agree to what he said.
Zhao Zhao smiled and said, "Read a book with me."
"good……"
…
"Bang!"
"Si Ming!"
Luo Chen pushed open the door of Siming Temple with a frosty face.
Upon hearing this, Siming hurried out to meet him. Just as he was about to salute, Luochen pressed his shoulder and asked, "Have you figured out Zhao's situation?"
"Your Majesty, I am incompetent." Siming lowered his head and said carefully.
In the past six months, Luo Chen has looked for him more than once because of Zhao Shen Zi's matter. Zhao Shen Zi's health is getting worse and worse, and he is powerless to do anything.
Luochen couldn't cure Zhaozhao, so he had to come to Siming.
"Come with me again."
Siming sighed, "Your Majesty, don't you understand yet?"
Luo Chen frowned and looked at him steadily.
Siming, under pressure, spoke, "Son of Zhao's death is imminent. This is destiny. I have no power to prevent it. Moreover, even Your Majesty cannot change it."
Luochen sneered, "Destiny?"
"I am God, why should I believe in fate?"
Siming shook his head, "Your Majesty, everything in this world has its own destiny, and you and I are naturally included in it."
"Heaven is cruel."
"Zhao is innocent and kind, a young talent, why did this fate befall him?"
Siming was helpless, "No one can escape."
Under pressure, he reminded, "Your Majesty, please spend the next few days with the Son of God."
"...You...you, he is leaving, right?" Luo Chen said in a low voice, with great sorrow hidden in his eyes.
Siming nodded slowly, then kept his head down. When he looked up again, the God Emperor had already left at some point.
Afterwards, Sima Ming made another divination, which was about the fate of everyone in the divine world.
What is strange is that the hexagrams of Shi Qinian, Su, Ye Liangqing and others who had been calculated before all turned from bad to good. The fate of several people changed greatly and became prosperous.
Siming murmured, "So that's how it is..."
Turning around, he looked at the shattered life stone belonging to Zhao Zhao, as if he could see the end of that person's life through the stone.
Siming sincerely admires Zhao Zhao.
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