This means that His divinity and divine power were squeezed out by the ocean and absorbed crazily.

He saw the huge seal appearing on the bottom of the abyss.

And the tall man sealed inside.

The resentment and conspiracy brewing in His heart were completely turned into a pile of ashes before they could appear. The golden divinity surged and was absorbed and exhaled, and the man in the seal's originally flat chest moved slightly.

I don’t know how many years I have been breathing.

Or even just a precursor to breathing.

It has caused the ocean to surge, the currents to swirl, and the waves to surge across the entire world from here on out.

here it is

East China Sea!

The Lord of all water veins in the world, Gong Gong!

……………………

Return to the museum.

Wei Yuan began to think about how to face Zhu Jiuyin.

After all, no matter what, he was the only son who killed Zhu Jiuyin.

When he was having a headache, Wei Yuan saw Feng Siyu, who failed to cook again but succeeded in making charcoal. He looked at the girl who seemed hesitant to add some cumin powder to the pot of unknown objects and make do with it. Wei Yuan

He stopped her directly and dunked the girl's forehead with his hand.

"I eat everything, I eat everything, can I be more particular about it?"

The Yu Clan girl covered her forehead and glared at Wei Yuan with two big bags of tears in her eyes.

Wei Yuan sighed and said, "Obviously you can't eat this thing. You'll get a bad stomach after eating it."

Feng Siyu muttered: "The Yu clan won't get sick."

"Can't waste it."

Wei Yuan opened his mouth, helpless.

This thing actually has different common sense caused by different structures.

He put on a straight face and said, "Anyway, I said, if you can't eat it, you can't eat it."

The girl pursed her lips, "Oh..."

Wei Yuan casually fried a piece of fried rice for Feng Siyu. The girl was lying on the sofa with her ponytail dangling. She stared at Wei Yuan's fried rice with "bulging buling" eyes, her face full of "What is this?"

Did you use a spell?' expression, Wei Yuan had to admit that this kind of simple feedback can give people a sense of accomplishment.

Carelessly handing the extra-large version of Yangzhou fried rice to the girl, Wei Yuan thought of the identity of Feng Si Yu Zhurong, the priest, and said: "By the way, if you do something that must be done but is uncomfortable, what will you do?

Doing it will make you feel better?"

Feng Siyu said without hesitation: "Eat!"

Wei Yuan's mouth twitched.

"Well, actually it's not quite right..."

Feng Siyu thought seriously, held the spoon stubbornly in his white palm, and waved it hard.

“It’s about eating lots and lots of delicious food!”

"a lot of!"

Very good, you are hopeless.

Zhu Rong couldn't be saved either.

Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth, no longer caring about the girl whose eyes were bright and happy because of a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice, and was about to go find Zhu Jiuyin, but before setting off, he paused and accidentally brought something with him.

For example, lots of modern condiments.

PS: Today's second update... 3,200 words, a little late~ There is a dispute that snake is equal to Satan, so I only use it to represent a certain origin and aspect.
Chapter completed!