cute little fairy

Chapter 959 She Is God ([-])
Before he knew it, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhixi's mouth.

If time goes back to the beginning, she is just a simple little Siming, and he is just a bad fox in Qingqiu.

Is it also a simple thing?
Zhixi turned her wrist, and a bluish-white power condensed on her fingertips.

Divine power slowly poured into Can Yuan's body, and swam around his body.

The more he walked, the uglier his face became.

The injury on Can Yuan's body was far more serious than she thought.

His body was broken and shattered, with injuries everywhere, and the devilish energy in his body was also spilling out.

Under Qingli's healing, his devilish energy has stopped and did not continue to spill out.

But this only stopped temporarily, and did not heal him.

At this moment, Zhi Xi's divine power unexpectedly encountered something in Can Yuan's body.

In the position of his chest, where the injury was the worst, there was actually a trace of divine power remaining!
Zhi Xi couldn't believe it!
How can there be divine power?

Can Yuan was injured by Feng Lieyang's schemes at Yumo Mountain, then he was injured by Wuwu in Qingqiu, and finally he was injured by Feng Lieyang in Xipingjie.

Among them, it is either magic power or the power of ancient wildness, how can there be divine power?

Among them, there are no other people who have contacted him?

It can't be Qing Li, and it can't be Cang Ling, who could it be?

This divine power was the real reason for his injury.

Without this divine power, he would not have become what he is now.

what is the problem?

Just when Zhi Xi was wondering, a maid walked in outside.

"Goddess, the gods invite you to have a meal together."

Zhi Xi looked back at Can Yuan who was lying peacefully on the altar, she turned her wrist, and a small origami crane appeared beside him.

The little paper crane flapped its wings lightly, very agile, guarding Can Yuan on the altar.

As long as there is a little news, she can receive it.

"Let's go."

Zhi Xi followed the goddess out of the Qinglian Lingtai.

Passing through the corridor of Qinglian Lingshan, Zhixi entered a room with the fragrance of tea.

In the room, Qingli was already waiting there.

He was sitting on the couch, and there was a table of dishes on the couch, all of which were very light and delicious, exuding a faint fragrance.

"Here? Sit down."

Qingli raised her head and smiled warmly, like the spring breeze and warm sun in March.

Zhixi nodded and got on the couch, and sat down opposite Qingli's table.

"Let's eat, haven't you had hot food for a long time?"

Zhi Xi was startled, a warm current gradually came to his heart.

Although she no longer needs to eat whole grains to sustain her life.

But she did... It's been a long time since she had a mouthful of hot food.

So many things happened during this period, the last time she had a hot meal, it seemed that Cang Ling cooked for her when she was in the Ninth World Lingzhou.

At that time, Qin Ziyin was not dead, Wuwu was not released, Qingqiu was still intact, and Canyuan was still Jinxiu...

At that time, everything was still beautiful.

Zhi Xi felt a little blocked in his heart, so many things happened in such a short period of time, it would be a lie if he didn't feel uncomfortable.

But she is no longer the ignorant little Siming she used to be.

She still remembered that after the end of the second world calamity, she was so sad that she hid alone and refused to show up.

Now, one painful thing after another happened, but she has been facing it, never flinching.

She grew up and her heart became harder.

(End of this chapter)