When Ba Dan heard their words, he felt sad in his heart.
"The master will definitely come back soon."
"Come, I will carry you on my back."
After saying that, he immediately transformed into an animal form and turned into the ancient mythical beast Xuanwu.
Feng Xinglan and the others pushed themselves up, then climbed onto its broad back.
Its voice came: "Sit tight, we are going to the top of the Heavenly Palace."
Before they could answer, it jumped up and flew out of the ancient miracle land at the fastest speed. Along the way, the cold wind blew mercilessly on their newly recovered cheeks.
They looked at each other.
If there is their cloud team in the future, they feel that the future is bright.
…
At the top of the twenty-fifth floor of the Heavenly Palace, a man wearing a black robe looked towards the horizon. His handsome face was cold and a little haggard, but because of his indifferent expression, he added a sense of indifference to others. Other than cold and hard.
He waited quietly for the man's return.
Just like it was a long, long time ago.
Now that more than half of his strength has been lost, he is no longer able to leave for Tianwaitian.
Dajuan looked at the man's back and pursed his lips. From the moment he woke up, he came here and stopped to look at the horizon in front of him. He did not eat or drink, nor did he sit down to rest.
His thin and tall figure looked so lonely and inexplicably sad.
Suddenly, Dajuan noticed the movement not far away, turned his head and looked over, and saw Badan showing his original form, and then carrying his master's companions.
Ojuan frowned, their bodies haven't recovered yet...
When Feng Xinglan and others sitting on Ba Dan's back saw the scene at the top of the Heavenly Palace, they couldn't help but be shocked because there were so many gods.
At the top of the Heavenly Palace, there are not only the cubs from Fengxing Space, but also Zheng Zheng’s parents, Uncle Di Nian, the Nether God Yueming, the Earth God Lesha, the Sea God Jingyu, the Human God Honghuai, the Light God Guangming and Yang Shi. Waiting for all the gods, even Qingfeng and Mo Yu to arrive.
In total, there are at least nearly a hundred people.
The friends were shocked at first, but soon understood.
Their cloud team is a deeply respected and beloved god.
After Badan flew to the top of the Heavenly Palace, he let them down.
Di Nian strode towards them, frowned and said, "You still look very weak, why don't you rest for a while?"
Nangong Qingqing said: "We want to wait for Zheng Zheng to come back."
Such direct words made Di Nian silent for a moment.
Di Nian said calmly: "That's right. You are so good friends. If you hadn't rushed over as soon as possible, I might have stabbed you with a knife."
The friends looked slightly condensed, looked up at the dark figure standing at the front, and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Rong..."
"He has been waiting for Zheng Zheng." Di Nian lowered his eyes.
When Feng Xinglan and others heard this, they finally fell silent.
There are many people who love Zheng Zheng in this world, but Brother Rong’s pure and dedicated love has not lost to anyone.
Fengyun friends also joined the waiting queue.
Day after day, the number of people waiting did not decrease, but became more and more.
And the dark figure still stopped in front.
Spring passes and autumn comes, the sun rises and the moon sets.
…
And in the mysterious place beyond the sky, there is a group of light and shadow that lights up slightly.
"Wake up, they are still waiting for you."
Yunzheng's consciousness was drowsy when she heard a familiar voice, followed by a slight sigh with a smile.
who is it……
Calling her?
"Yuzheng, you have made selfless sacrifices. From a cold-blooded and ruthless god, you have gradually become emotional and understanding. I am very pleased to see your change. Although you have already made a sacrifice and should not exist in the world, but after you made a sacrifice, Before the sacrifice, Shuo found me, and he guessed that you would risk your life to block the catastrophe of three thousand realms at all costs, so he begged me with all his heart, just to find a way out for you."
"I shouldn't have agreed, but apart from you and Shuo, there is no other god in the outer world who can succeed me as the God of Heaven. Therefore, I accepted half of his god's heart and created a new one for you. Body, your soul has also been pulled out by me."
Yunzheng's consciousness gradually woke up. After she heard His words, countless complex emotions surged into her heart.
It turns out that when he left the Three Thousand Realms and came to Tianwaitian, he was just to find the first Tiandao God and pave the way for the future.
While she was sleeping for three years to regain her strength, was he going through all kinds of hardships to find traces of the first Tiandao God? He cut out his own soul, just to find a way out for her.
The first Tiandao God seemed to be able to hear her thoughts, and he said something.
"Shuo loves you more than you think."
"It seems that you won't be able to wake up in a short time. I also have my own things to do. I will leave this day to you."
He smiled softly, not like the majestic God of Heaven, but like a carefree God.
"..."
He resurrected Himself just to make her work.
Really treacherous!
"Huh? You ask me where I'm going? You'll know later."
He left one last sentence.
"You have to cherish this hard-won relationship."
…
…
Time travels, six years later in the blink of an eye.
At the top of the Heavenly Palace in the God Realm, although people are coming in and out, the number of people is still increasing.
But there are also people who seem to live at the top of the Heavenly Palace and never leave, because they are afraid of missing the moment of seeing her again.
The man in the ink robe was getting thinner and his face was unnaturally pale, but it was still difficult to conceal his flawless appearance.
In the past few years, if it hadn't been for the persuasion of Fengyun and others, he would have been like a wooden stake, unable to move.
Occasionally he would sit down and put everything away.
He became increasingly reticent.
Someone once said that no one would wait for another person in place, but Rong Shuo would.
On the day he was persuaded to sit down and rest, he seemed to sense something and suddenly raised his head and looked ahead.
"What's wrong? Brother Rong..." Before he could finish speaking, Mo Jing seemed to notice something, and he immediately followed the direction of Rong Shuo's gaze.
When the friends saw this, their hearts were shocked, and an indescribable excitement spread throughout their bodies.
She, she, she...
Coming back!
The gods also faintly felt the oppressive aura coming from the bloodline level. They quickly looked at each other, and with surprise on their faces, they immediately knelt down and bowed forward in ecstasy.
"We welcome the return of the God Lord!"
Reverberating through the sky!
In an instant, all the gods in the divine world knelt down.
Rong Shuo's eyes turned red, and he seemed to feel that his blood was boiling and finally had a substantial scorching temperature.
Those unspeakable emotions surged all of a sudden.
The girl's figure gradually appeared. She seemed to be coming against the light, looking at him with a gentle smile on her delicate and bright face.
"I'm back."
