Star Railway: I have a sword that can kill the Star God!

Clolinde hesitated to speak.

Fonina seemed to notice that Clolind was a little confused, and she said confidently: "Clorind, if you have any secrets in your heart, you might as well tell them."

"It's about the prophecy..." Clolind stopped hiding when Fu Nina asked her about it and spoke directly.

"prophecy?"

"Well, this evening, another girl disappeared, but what is even more surprising is that three Fontaine people accidentally fell into the seawater of the original womb sea and melted."

As soon as these words came out, Fu Nina's pupils shrank and her expression became pale.

As if she was afraid that Clolinde would notice, she still pretended to be calm and said.

"I...I know."

"Lady Funina, look..."

"Clorind, don't worry, I will be responsible for this matter. I am the god Funina, everything will be fine!"

"As a Fontaine person, you should look forward to me until the prophecy is envious!"

"In the end, all predictions will be self-defeating, but those who have lost..."

Clolind understood immediately, and she nodded, knowing what to do.

Looking at her back, it was not until Clolinde left that Fonina sighed. The confident expression disappeared instantly, and then a pale and painful expression appeared on her face.

After Funina closed the door, she went directly into the toilet. After a period of vomiting, she recovered.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." Funina kept apologizing, but there was no one around.

Ten minutes later, she was holding her chest with both hands, trembling all over, but when she thought of her people melting into water, she felt very uncomfortable.

But she still patted her cheek hard.

"Funina, you can't be knocked down by setbacks, you have to cheer up!"

After cheering herself up, she finally stood up. There was an opera today.

After saying that, Funina walked to a corner where she was alone, constantly adjusting her posture and state in the mirror.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Funina sighed quietly, what kind of herself is this?

......

Castle tower.

Yu Feng walked in. There was no obstruction from the shogunate army on the way, and he came to the castle tower smoothly.

As soon as Yu Feng opened the door, he saw Ying Zheng sitting on his knees and reading official documents. Ying frowned when he saw someone opening the door without knocking.

It turned out that it was Yu Feng, and he immediately smiled. After Yu Feng closed the door, Lei Qianqing said with a smile:

"Yu Feng, why are you here?"

"Can't I come?" Yu Feng chuckled.

"of course can."

"What about Thunderbolt?"

"My sister went to Heguan. She said she hadn't been there for a long time and wanted to have some fun."

"In the end, you are still in charge of Dao Wife?" Yu Feng said lightly.

"No, I was helping Zhen before, but now the roles have been reversed, and she is the one helping." Lei Fengqian stood up, walked to Yu Feng, lifted his purple hair, and said softly to Yu Feng.

"That's it, I understand."

Before Yu Feng could say anything more, he saw Ying beside him grabbing Yu Feng's arm.

"Thanks..."

Of course Yu Feng knew what Ying was thanking, and his eyes without joy or sadness remained unchanged.

"Ah."

The answer was still so calm, but this calmness made Ying feel a warmth flow through his heart.

Yu Feng noticed that Ying's hand was hugging him tighter, and he frowned a little. He wanted to take his hand out, but found that the arrogant and soft northern hemisphere was getting deeper and deeper.

"Pay attention to quality!" Yu Feng muttered.

"I don't want it!" Ying gently tapped Yu Feng's face with her lips.

"Hey!"

Who is Yu Feng? At that time, how could the Emperor of Heaven fall into the trap of a woman? He was about to blow the thunder movie away when he felt a warm feeling.

Yu Feng was stunned. This guy Lei Qianqian actually shed tears. How could it be possible? Is she the God of Thunder? Can you actually cry?

Looking at Lei Qianqian, whose nose was already red, Yu Feng fell silent, as if he couldn't say anything.

But Ying has already fallen into Yu Feng's arms. Such a strong man is also a woman, and she also hopes that a man who can stand alone will appear and protect her.

The film "Strong as Thunder" also has its fragile parts. She pretended to be strong, but in the end she dedicated her most vulnerable side to the person she loved most.

Yu Feng looked at the thunder film on his chest. Such a god could actually cry like a girl. Yu Feng didn't know what to say at this time.

Maybe she was just venting her thoughts and pain over the past five hundred years.

Or maybe she was grateful, grateful for everything she had done to Zhen, allowing her sister to return to her side again.

Yu Feng nodded, looked at the woman in his arms, and said with a chuckle.

"Why do women cry so much?"

Ying wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, pouted, and spoke to Yu Feng in front of her with a gentle tone that she had never experienced in her life.

"I don't know...seeing you makes me feel like I can vent all the pain and sorrow in my heart...at least that's what I think in my heart."

"You treat me like a tree hole." Yu Feng was dissatisfied.

"How could it be! This is different from a tree hole!" Ying explained quickly. She had not seen such a panic for a long time.

"what is that?"

"I don't know. As long as I'm with you, I feel very relaxed and my heart beats very fast..."

Listening to Ying's explanation, Yu Feng frowned.

"I don't know what this feels like." After saying this, Ying secretly kissed Yu Feng again.

"Yes! That's what it feels like."

"Hey!" Yu Feng had a dark look on his face. What on earth is this guy doing?

In fact, Ying, like Yu Feng, doesn't know what love and like are at all, so she can't explain many of the throbbing feelings in her heart at this moment, she just misses Yu Feng.

Yu Feng pushed Ying away and looked at her with some confusion.

"Why did you move your hands and feet?"

"Um...I'm sorry." Ying lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong.

"Does this happen to you and others?"

"No way!" Ying said seriously.

Yu Feng looked at the shadow in front of him and said calmly: "That's strange, why do so many women always treat me differently from others?"

Seeing Yu Feng's confusion, Ying also approached him.

"What do you want to do again?"

"How would it feel if I kissed you again?"

Yu Feng frowned and stepped tens of meters away, far away from Ying.

"Do you hate being kissed by me so much?!" Ying was a little depressed.

"Kissing doesn't matter, I always feel like you stick your tongue out, that's very dirty."

"No!" Ying raised his head and said.

"Forget it." Yu Feng refused.

Ying didn't care when he heard Yu Feng's refusal, and laughed out loud.

She felt that her mood was much better, so she looked at Yu Feng.

"Yu Feng, why did you come to me?"