Indeed, Yin Shen admits that he is an ice-like figure.
But he never said that he wanted to be with Nalan Ling, that carefree woman, what does she know about emotions?
There was some resentment in his heart. It was strange that in the past, he was as calm as water, but now, he had all kinds of emotions rushing up together.
Yin Shen walked up. It was his residence, a small palace. Although it was not gorgeous, it was very warm. It had red bricks and blue tiles, and the thin door was covered. When he pushed it open, he felt inexplicably that today
Such emptiness.
Day after day, Yin Shen no longer goes to the lake.[
He controlled himself and did not pay attention to everything about Nalan Ling.
However, in the palace, he used magic in the bronze mirror and saw Nalan Ling's face.
This time, I saw her in a classroom with a very handsome man sitting next to her. The man always looked at Nalan Ling with affectionate eyes.
My heart suddenly felt like a bottle of flavors had been knocked over, and it was so complicated.
He looked at the man coldly, as if he wanted to drive the man away.
I was immediately shocked, why would I have such an idea?
Nalan Ling, who is she with, and what does it have to do with him?
Yin Shen frowned and sat feebly on the sandalwood chair on the side. He was in charge of hundreds of millions of trees here. Today, the sudden emptiness made him feel lost again.
Is it true that as Zhaoshen said, he fell in love with that mortal?
What a terrible thing!
Silver God, he always felt that he was an extremely cold god and no one could touch his heart.
Even though he once gave him spiritual energy and took back his true body for him, he also spent a lot of spiritual energy to send her back, so the two were even.
Or, there may be some temporary uneasiness, but it will get better after a while.
Silver God is busy again.
Although he is a tree god, he has to get rid of the invading demons in this place, pray for rain, or ask for clear weather, it is all done by him.
Day after day, month after month, time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is early autumn.
On this day, the light in the east flickered and hundreds of birds sang in unison, but Yin Shen felt a panic and ripples in his cold heart. He stretched out his five fingers and counted them, and his face suddenly changed.