The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1217 The race favored by God, Yun Kuo's pain
In the star field, each race has its own talents and abilities.

That's something passed down in the lineage that doesn't change.

The Dilin royal family can borrow the power of the stars and the light of heaven and earth.

Fighting is not what the Di family is best at.

The important thing is that they can use their bodies as a guide to increase the combat power of the fighters. When used to the extreme, they can fight until they are fearless.

Cang Lanyan's family has extraordinary fighting power, and the skills they have learned are complicated and chaotic, as if they know everything.

Most importantly, all members of the Yan family are mysterious.

When the Yan family was at its peak, there were seven sons and four daughters in the Yan family, all of whom had astonishing abilities. Even the members of the family could not know what the brothers' abilities were.

Even if there is only one Yantao left, he can firmly support the family that is about to collapse.

Besides, Evian's house, Luji's house, Maple's house...

Each has its own strengths.

But so many years ago, no matter which aristocratic family it was, it couldn't hide the brilliance of the Yun family.

Even though the Yun family lives far away from the stars, the number of people is less than one tenth of that of ordinary families, and they rarely even appear in the star field.

However, because of their natural ability - time.

The Time Cloud Clan is known as a race favored by God.

Sweat oozes from Yun Kuo's forehead, his thin lips are tightly pressed, the arc of his jaw is extremely tight, and his moist eyes have turned red at some point.

Chasing and killing one after another, massacring again and again.

The bright red blood seemed to dye the world red.

The talent favored by the gods is a scourge, and the race favored by the gods has become a criminal hated and hated by everyone in the empire.

"Xiao Kuo, you must live well. Live well."

"Live, no matter what the price, you must live!"

"...to survive..."

Yun Kuo gently covered his chest with his hands, as if to soothe that heart.

He squatted on the ground slowly, as if his whole body was submerged in the water.

Boundless memories weighed on him, his body was full of pain, and his eyes could only reflect scarlet.

He gasped for breath, sweat soaked his light blue shirt and even dripped from his chin.

Yoyo jumped onto the workbench impatiently, took out the potion hidden behind, and handed it to the man's trembling green hands, Yoyo screaming.

The cry was worried and urgent.

"YoYo!"

Yun Kuo seemed to have fallen into that painful dream, covering his heart with his hands, and fell to the ground inexplicably in pain.

On the gentle and peaceful face, at this moment, there is a tolerable madness and pain.

The potion bottle was knocked down by him, and he ran around in a hurry.

He insisted on opening the medicine bottle, stuffed the medicine into Yun Kuoqiang, his small body rolled on the man's chest, and let him follow his heart.

"YoYo?"

Master, are you okay?
The potion took effect slowly, and the man curled up on the ground slowly calmed down.

It's just that the whole person looks like he was fished out of the river, and the corners of his clothes are all wet, so he can't see at all.

In this room with constant temperature, Yun Kuo shivered a little coldly, a little pain remained on his handsome face.

"Yo Yo~"

Yoyo jumped onto the man's lap, his eyes were full of worry, "Yo~"

Yun Kuo's heart was beating very fast, and there was still a blush on his face, and the wet hair on his forehead was stuck to his forehead. Apart from being embarrassed, he looked unusually gorgeous.

It was a completely different feeling than before.

He smiled lightly, stretched out his palm, and stroked Yoyo's dangling little bud with a gentle expression, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

When speaking, the man's lips were still cold and white.

Yoyo turned her head heavily, and the tender green bud slapped on the back of the man's hand.

That strength is not light.

(End of this chapter)