It's not that he's afraid of King Dongtian, but that he doesn't want to disobey Luo Yu.
"Are you blaming me for not looking for you?" It was low and deep, a little sour and hard to understand, and suddenly rose up under the clear sky.
Luo Yu didn't answer, just looked at Dongtian King steadily.
How could she blame him for not looking for her? If he could not be angry with her and still care about her, she would be very happy. How could she be angry?
The wind passed through the wilderness, making no sound.
Seeing that Luo Yu didn't answer, Yun Shitian's voice became deeper and deeper: "I thought you could understand, I won't take you back to the end of the world, and I won't come to you personally.
I thought you knew what I meant.
If I can't protect you, I might as well let you stay far away to avoid trouble."
The voice is low, and the slightest sound of wind brings out the low tone. It is not gorgeous, but it makes people understand it almost from the heart.
Yun Shitian is not a man of many words.
Such words are almost enough to explain why he didn't come and why he left her behind.
Luo Yu listened and his eyes turned red.
She understood, how could she not understand, how could she not understand what Yun Shitian meant.
My heart was sour and sweet, but the five fingers pinched Dongtianwang's arm deeper and deeper, almost going deep into Dongtianwang's flesh.
Go, lead all the soldiers and horses, go.
The charming eyes are very flowing.
King Dongtian looked at Luo Yu, feeling the power coming from his arms and the injuries in Luo Yu's body that were about to collapse. His eyes had never been deeper than before.
He didn't know what happened between Yun Shitian and Luo Yu.
However, he could feel that it was definitely a bond of affection that he didn't want to know.
Destroyed, or not destroyed, take advantage of this moment to kill or not kill.
Kill it and eliminate the trouble forever.
If he doesn't kill, the consequences...he...
Dongtianwang's eyes were so sinister that they were almost more demonic than that day.
Seeing Luo Yu's heart, he was frightened.
"Ming... Chenye... count on me... count on me to beg..."
Five fingers penetrated deep into the skin, and the breath rolled up and down. Blood kept pouring out of the corners of Luo Yu's mouth, soaking through the clothes on Dongtian Wang's chest, but he persisted almost decisively.
"This is the time to call my name." King Dongtian looked at Luo Yu and gritted his teeth gently.