Before Lin Yingkong finished speaking, the entire space became unstable and turbulent. The invisible spiritual power spread out, squeezing as if to tear something apart. The person in it was invisible. The black shadow swaying behind Lin Yingkong suddenly pierced through the son of God and pulled it back hard, as if he was trying to pull something out. The son of God shook his body, and when he opened his mouth, he also breathed in Fengrong: "Yingkong, don't do anything randomly."

If he could freely mobilize his facial muscles, Feng Rong would definitely frown at this time, because Lin Yingkong actually used a lot of soul magic to make the two people's souls temporarily "appear" to talk, so that even if the entire "memory" was not shaken, the two of them would hurt themselves by one thousand wounded soldiers. The memories and souls belonging to the Son of God and Kong Ling were obviously eroding them. If they did not preserve their strength at this time, wouldn't they be taken advantage of the situation?

Lin Yingkong was almost angry and laughed at him, "You still know how you don't remember to be careful?" So it was true that he had chosen to major in soul magic when he was a child, otherwise he would not be able to find anyone when Feng Rong was sank step by step - just like those branch officials who didn't know that they could not come out of their own sea of ​​consciousness!

Feng Rong paused for a moment, as if he had just calmed down and found out that he had done something. He hesitated and said, "Sorry, I just remembered something else..."

"Don't think about anything! Didn't I say it, don't get stuck in your memories!" Feng Rong's absence several times in this mission was enough to make him helpless, and he could still shake it at this time. This was not like the Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department who had never stopped compromising because of something. Lin Yingkong had no idea what the hell could think of when his life was at stake - this is a dark lever, an idol dark lever, a group of people in the supernatural world worshipped wildly, and almost did things that made people unable to catch a handle! He would sympathize with and compassion for the unfortunate personnel, but never violated his reason because of this. It seemed cold and cold, but impeccable. What was there between the two poor people of God and Kong Ling, and that kind of self-destructive feeling that deserved his resonance? At least even if Lin Yingkong was confused at the beginning, the torture of each other afterwards made him sneer and sober.

"I don't..." I don't know when, but Feng Rong used uncertain sentences in front of Lin Yingkong that he couldn't use normally, which seemed very strange, "Okay, I'll pay attention next time."

"I didn't find confidence in your tone at all," Lin Yingkong also discovered the problem and asked vigilantly: "Minister, what are you thinking?"

When facing Feng Rong, who has strong occupies the vast majority of his personality, he always asks straightforward and clear questions, not giving the other party a trace of his oppression. Lin Yingkong has always done a good job, so good that he often gets an answer by asking, but Feng Rong said at this time: "It's nothing."

There must be many people who hate such useless answers, but Feng Rong rarely treats him so perfunctorily. Lin Yingkong felt that not paying close attention to the minister was definitely his biggest mistake this time, otherwise he could face Feng Rong and learn his emotions from his subtle changes in expression. "Minister, you have to say something," he said in a somewhat subtle, tempting and injured tone, "rather than thinking about refusing my help-or assistance, at least during the mission, I am your assistant, and you can wait until the mission is over before talking about it...If I really did something wrong."

——If I hadn’t done anything wrong, why did you suddenly use this kind of alert, full of chaos and contradiction, and with an incompetent and suspicious attitude, pretending to be careless and consciously alienate me?

This incident was not without warning. Before Zunyu Village, his condition was already wrong.

"Sorry..." Feng Rong seemed to have apologized subconsciously before he realized what he meant and said, "No, I mean, why do you think..." He paused for a moment, as if he hadn't thought of the right words.

"It's not that I think so, it's your appearance, your tone told me like this." Lin Yingkong couldn't control his dissatisfaction and spread it out directly. If he hadn't said anything before, he might have waited for Feng Rong to figure it out, but now it's different. Who can stand his sweetheart's love becoming alienated after finally getting close to him?

Feng Rong looked at him, and the impregnable line of defense seemed to be sharp and no longer hidden, "...I can't figure out something. Can't I let everyone stay away occasionally and stay alone for a while?"

I thought I was enough to be the object you could rely on when you were in a bad mood - Lin Yingkong said aggrievedly: "You never do this to me... you never do this."

Feng Rong's spiritual power suddenly expanded and forced out the shadow extending from Lin Yingkong's body. Before his soul sinks into the son of God's body again, he whispered: "But I will also have emotional moments."

——I am not as flawless as you think.

Lin Yingkong felt that the current situation was a bit nonsense. This was the only thought that he had circulated in his mind when he had not met the Son of God/Minister again for a day.

The rational, strong, confident and arrogant minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department would be willful, provocative, and even with a little suspicion of showing weakness that he would be emotional, and even close the door that had been open for no reason in his heart, locking him out of his own world without any reason... Lin Ying Kongbo once realized that he might not know Feng Rong as he thought. This fact almost hit him with a long time of sluggishness. He thought to himself, would the quarrel between the Son of God and Kong Ling affect their relationship unconsciously?

"Sir God." Erbo leaned his head and stretched into one head, looking at the young man who had been in the room for a day. At this time, the night had arrived, the sound of rain was gurgling, and there was no electric light in the room. He sat next to the table with his back to the door. The dusk almost integrated his dark clothes and dark hair with his surroundings. It was a bit gloomy and a bit terrible. Erbo, who was always as happy as a chirping bird, seemed to be rendered by the atmosphere, and even his breathing was lighter than usual.

After a long period of suffocating silence, the voice of Kong Ling slowly rang indoors: "Is the Son of God back?"

Erbo exhaled the breath he was holding, and went in and lit the candlestick and said, "The Son of God has returned a quarter of an hour ago and stayed in the room. I just delivered the food...but the Son of God will not let me serve you."

The candlestick was lit, and the darkness of the whole room ran away quickly like a group of expelled rats, hiding in the slender shadows that were stretched out, trembling. Kong Ling still sat still and didn't speak. Erbo hesitated for a moment before he mustered up the courage to turn to Kong Ling and whispered: "Sir God, you haven't eaten for a day. Why don't I cook the egg custard for you and make a few side dishes for you, so you can eat some, okay?"

Lin Yingkong saw Erbo's appearance on the front, and felt that Erbo and Kong Ling, who had been a thousand years ago, were not very good relationships. They were just a pure master-servant relationship. But I don't know if it was because of the thousands of years of dependence and mutual change. Although Erbo, who was thousands of years later, still respected Kong Ling, when he mentioned him, he often had a gentle meaning in his eyes.

Kong Ling's attitude towards him was consistent, not intimate, not alienated, and would not react because of his concern or overreach. "I don't want to eat, you can go and rest yourself."

Erbo did not retreat, secretly glanced at his expression and said, "Sir God, I want to ask you, is the thing you are circulating is true? The thing you said you killed a lot of people..."

"Are you scared?" Kong Ling asked suddenly.

Erbo was slightly surprised because Kong Ling's words sounded indirectly acknowledged, "No, I just don't understand why you did this. You have always dedicated your respect for the country like the Son of God. You are very kind..."

"I'm not kind at all. The one who is kind is the Son of God, and he is God," Kotori said self-deprecatingly. "I was just doing what he wanted to do before."

Erbo was a little confused, "So what about now? Why did you kill them?"

"They hurt the Son of God," Kong Ling's expression became more and more gloomy. "He is the God of the Kingdom of Ou, but he is also my God. I will not allow anyone to hurt him."

Erbo seemed to understand but hesitated, "But the current kingdom of Zunpiao is different from before. Why not let the Son of God continue to give life to other dolls? Maybe all this will be restored to its original state." In his simple thought, he felt that the source of everything was settled and other things would be better.

"It will not be restored," said Kong Ling's face, which was carefully depicted by fine brushwork, with a smile on her face. "Humans are all greedy, and their desires are always infinite. Once the Son of God compromises, they will gain a better position. It is only a matter of time before. Since this is the case, why should the Son of God let them get what they want as before?"

"But the Son of God doesn't think so," this fact is too shallow and easy to understand, and Erbo can see clearly. "The Son of God will not give up the honor of the people of the Ou Kingdom. Today he braved the rain to meet the people infected with the plague and tried to find a way to save them."

"If he wants to do this, then do this. I'll wait for him to see the true face of these people for a day." Kong Ling was not surprised at all, but he had already sent his troops to protect the Son of God. Once the civilians had any abnormal movement, they would kill all dangers. If this kind of thing was done once, they would not be afraid of doing it again. He was not afraid of the Son of God's eyes disappointed in him, but compared to the safety and life of the Son of God, these were nothing.

"You can't let them develop like this..." Erbo said authentically.

Kong Ling finally looked up at him, and her brows became a wrinkle involuntarily, "What did they do?" Even Erbo, who was standing on his side, couldn't help but come and persuade him?

Erbo looked at him in embarrassment, as if he was worried that he would suddenly go out to kill someone in the next second. "There is a rumor outside, and I don't know who came out... It is said that this plague is not impossible to cure, but the best medicine is to attract—" He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, "--The blood and flesh of the Son of God."
Chapter completed!