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Cheng Jieyi's heart was empty.

He looked at his account balance, knowing the past of this god king, Cheng Jieyi, who felt pity for him, just wanted to go home.

But such a huge cost had already been invested, and Cheng Jieyi had no choice but to go back without seeing the final result.

This is probably the mentality of gambling.

Cheng Jieyi hypnotized himself, this point is not too much...still within controllable range...

Cheng Jieyi let out a long sigh, besides the points, there is also the fact that props are invalid for the task object.

If you don't help this king get out of here as soon as possible, he will definitely not survive the next time.

After Di Shitian, who was very satisfied in the dream, woke up, looking at Cheng Jieyi beside him, he always felt that this young man who had been served by him before had always looked calm after that period of time, as if those people The desire to swell his mind never came to him.

But in Di Shitian's eyes, those red marks and finger marks on the young man's skin are still alive.

So is it really not fun?not like...

"not comfortable?"

The red-haired Wang picked up Cheng Jieyi, looked at Cheng Jieyi's expression carefully, and felt that Cheng Jieyi's eyes were clear.

...Speaking of which, it is not impossible.

Di Shitian smiled slightly, as if he just discovered it.

"You seem to be very afraid... Desire? But if you are so calm now, it shouldn't be fear, but subconscious rejection?"

"In the outside world, some gods or creations believe that only by abandoning their own desires can they have a higher divinity and reach a certain position."

"Are you one of them too?"

Cheng Jieyi's eyes flickered slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

"No, I'm not a god, and I never wanted to be a god. I'm like this now... just tired."

Cheng Jieyi used the acting skills from the acting class of the academy, his eyelashes drooped slightly, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he looked really tired.

The instructor has said many times that for low-level creatures, no matter what the dreamers do, they will be infinitely beautified into what they imagined.

But Cheng Jieyi didn't know whether it included... the god in front of him.

Fortunately, after a while, the god king laughed, and kissed Cheng Jieyi's forehead like licking a piece of honey.

"As you like."

This is an answer with many possibilities, "I don't care if you lie", "I don't care about your answer, just let you go"... Which one will it be?

Cheng Jieyi didn't answer any more, even if Di Shitian still had doubts, he wouldn't say anything else, so as not to reveal his flaws.

"Then... in order to fulfill my promise to protect you, I will destroy the nearby pillars that buried the torso of the gods..."

"Stop the stove first," Di Shi Cheng Jie shook his head, "otherwise I won't be able to act."

Cheng Jieyi nodded. He first froze the four huge incense burners placed around the palace, and then walked out briskly.

Di Shitian kept looking at Cheng Jieyi's back until he walked down the long spiral staircase.

The two little lambs grazing naturally followed Cheng Jieyi cleverly.

The vision of the two lambs was connected to that of Di Shitian, and Di Shitian could see what Cheng Jieyi did with the lamb's eyes.

Cheng Jieyi soon came to the copper furnace that had been there before, and the demons and spirits around him had already discovered Cheng Jieyi, no matter whether he was Di Shitian's goddess or not, they would not allow anyone to step in here.

"Sorry, but I have to."

Those who blocked Cheng Jieyi first fainted, and then Cheng Jieyi directly put his hand into the stove, just like freezing those incense burners before, the moment the hot flame touched Cheng Jieyi's fingers, it immediately shrank into a stick. In an instant, the ice flakes quickly spread into the copper furnace from bottom to top like vines that have absorbed water.

All the high temperature cooled down in an instant, and all the arrogant flames condensed in an instant, and the bloody branches made of the blood of the goddess and the scepter of Gandharva always maintained the unburned posture.

Cheng Jieyi took a light breath, and the fragrance that had been permeating this world finally dissipated.

Shanjian inside and outside the city and on the lake, those fragrances that linger for years are blown to the other side of the lake bit by bit with the wind, and as time goes by, they should all disappear soon.

Cheng Jieyi finished all these things, and only used [-] points.

"Do you know what you're doing...if you let him go..."

An elder who stubbornly resisted the sleeping prop suddenly raised his hand and tried to grab Cheng Jieyi's ankle, but was blocked by two bleating lambs.

"I'm sorry, I just know that if I don't do this, maybe worse things will happen."

After Cheng Jieyi finished speaking, he turned around, snapped his fingers, and all the people in Shanjian City moved out of the city.

Same as the first time he went to a high place, Cheng Jieyi sat on the back of a lamb, and was hunched to the top floor of Shanjian City at high speed.

Now go to cut off the four pillars that build the city of good view, then the city of good view will lose all its functions, and the god king who has been trapped here all year round will be able to leave here and return to the throne of God, right?

After Cheng Jieyi went upstairs, he saw the red-haired Wang standing quietly in the center, looking down at his hands.

It was as if he saw his body clearly for the first time, feeling the warmth of the world again. He closed his eyes slightly, the sun was shining all over his body, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and just a single breath made the clouds that had been multiplying for thousands of years All the birds died with broken necks.

This time, no matter how far they ran, it was useless.

Scarlet blood rained from the sky, falling on the vermilion roof, the golden window sills, and the clear lake water.

The whole world is already in Di Shitian's spiritual thoughts.

"...has recovered?"

Cheng Jieyi listened to the screams outside Shanjian City, and people finally realized that something had changed in this world. The violent wind and bloody rain seemed to herald some kind of ominous future.

"A little bit."

Di Shitian opened his eyes and walked towards Cheng Jieyi. He stood in front of Cheng Jieyi, held Cheng Jieyi's wrist, raised Cheng Jieyi's hand, and carefully looked at the young man's fingertips.

No injuries.

"The next thing, you stand behind me and watch."

The red-haired king walked in front of the pillar where the torsos of the eight tribes were buried, and lightly tapped the red pillar with his snow-white fingers. The pillar that could barely be hugged by ten people appeared like glass being smashed. Then, under the watchful eyes of the red-haired king, it turned into pieces bit by bit, revealing a huge palm hidden inside.

From this angle, Cheng Jieyi could only see one palm, and there seemed to be a wrist under it. Maybe the whole arm supported the city of goodness.

"Garuda."

Di Shitian raised his hand to caress the fingers hanging down from this palm, and he could see the obvious shape of a bird's claw.

"You should have heard it all, right?"

Di Shitian looked up at the sky, his coquettish red lips parted slightly, and his words were full of smiles.

"I'll...be looking for you soon."