Luo Qingfeng stood in the fantasy realm, looking at the changing scenery in front of him, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Just as he was about to continue walking forward, the voices of Wei Wu and Su Mi could be heard from behind.
With all her conscience, she really didn't want to eavesdrop.
But her conversation was clearly heard by her.
Is it possible that the Wind God and the Spirit God will come back?
Is it impossible to come back now?
Luo Qingfeng listened, not knowing why his heart felt heavy.
When I heard the God of Thunder and God of Clouds from their mouths, I felt even more uncomfortable.
She felt even more uncomfortable than when she thought of these two people.
Raising her hands to grab the clothes on her chest, she slowly calmed down, but the discomfort in her heart was not relieved.
"Today is the fifteenth."
Luo Qingfeng looked up at the sky, his eyes becoming profound.
Gong Jue's words flashed through her mind, and she felt a little worried.
Will she look like this on the 15th night of every month from now on!?
What a joke!
Although she denied it, the voice in her heart kept getting louder.
That voice was telling her that this was it, that it was what she thought it was!
Closing her eyes, Luo Qingfeng sat on the floor.
She shook off all the thoughts in her mind.
The sounds from behind became clearer and clearer, and she heard more and more.
Finally she heard two sighs, and Xiangxue's voice came from behind. Suben followed Xiangxue and left, and finally...
"What do you mean?"
Luo Qingfeng looked pale and murmured.
What does it mean that it has been a long time for people in the spiritual realm, but it has been... for the gods and humans?
But what?
Could it be that for the world of gods and humans, this matter has not happened long ago?
Luo Qingfeng thought this, and her heart gradually calmed down. She began to run the source of life, hoping to use it to relieve the discomfort in her chest.
The pain rips apart, and a blood moon flashes in my mind.
The pain and the picture overlapped together, and a stabbing pain penetrated into my mind.
This pain made Luo Qingfeng feel that she almost died on the spot.
Gong Jue's initial investment in her didn't expect that it would continue to backfire.
She clenched her fists little by little, it was really unfair. She had managed to survive so hard, and now she was still in such pain, but Gong Jue died so easily.
That's right, God is never fair.
Luo Qingfeng snorted sarcastically in his heart, unclenched his fist, and just activated the source of life.
It didn't do anything for the pain, but it kept her from falling down and falling asleep again.
She didn't want to sleep, and she didn't have much time to sleep.
She is going to find the person she is looking for!
And there is...
Is there anyone else behind Gong Jue?
Otherwise, could Gong Jue alone have caused so much destruction, and in the end could he have caused such great harm to her?
They were both inherited. She didn't believe that the Gong family, who received their talents through gifts, would be better than the Luo family, who were born with their talents!
Gift!
Luo Qingfeng opened her eyes, the tearing pain was still spreading throughout her body, but her thoughts were still running fast.
Just now she suddenly thought of the word "gift" and her expression became serious.
yes!
We keep talking about gifts, but who gave the gifts to the four families?
Who, in order to check and balance the Luo family, gave them such talents?
What Qiu Wan told her flashed through her mind, and Luo Qingfeng clenched her fists little by little.
The four gods...?
Or is it the remaining two gods?
When she wakes up, she is in the spiritual realm, and there must be a reason for it.