The male god of fast wear can't run

Chapter 1333 Reminiscence, the Amazing Painting Healer (51)

Yan Jiu's blue flames faded away in that instant.

And after Qingli's body was hit hard by an unknown thing, he turned around suddenly and saw a man with an outstanding figure and extraordinary bearing holding a smaller figure in his arms.

"It's you!" Qingli recognized almost instantly that this was the person Yan Jiu liked.

It was also at that moment that Qingli confirmed his identity - God King.

Just a slight sweep of Di Yunmo's narrow and sharp eyes made Qingli tremble all over.

There is a fear that comes from the soul.

Qing Li swallowed her saliva.

The one in front of him is the Lord of Heaven and Earth, the king of gods. No matter how powerful he is, he will never be able to defeat this person alone.

escape!
As soon as this thought came up, Qingli immediately took action.

Naturally, Di Yunmo would not let the person who hurt Yan Jiu go, the air pressure in his body dropped suddenly, and he was about to catch up, but the person in his arms frowned, grabbed his hand firmly, and shouted coquettishly : "Di Yunmo, I'm in so much pain!"

This is not exaggeration, nor is it a lie, Yan Jiu has already curled up in pain.

Seeing her like this, Qingli felt that his heart was about to tighten.

He said in a cold voice: "Are you a fool? The self-igniting soul hurts so much, and you are so afraid of pain, how can your delicate body bear it!"

It was obviously a reprimand, but when Di Yunmo said it himself, he could hear the trembling clearly.

He is afraid, he is distressed.

This recognition made Yan Jiu's face pale, but she couldn't help showing a smile.

Still dragging her petting voice, she said to Di Yunmo, "Yeah, it hurts so much, hug me!"

Obviously there is no other place on the body except the wound on the chest, but Yan Jiu feels that it hurts even to breathe and speak.

Just seeing the person she wants to see, even if it hurts, she still smiles.Even if this smile is pale and feeble, it's not pretty at all.

When Di Yunmo saw Yan Jiu's brows, he kept furrowing them tightly and did not let go.

After Yan Jiu noticed it, she slowly stretched out her hand, raised that brow, and smoothed it out little by little.

There is still a smile on the corner of the lips that has not disappeared.

"It's ugly," she said.

The hand left the brow, and there was another wrinkle in that place.

Yan Jiu stared blankly, with crystal tears oozing from the corners of her eyes.

"I regret it." She looked at Di Yunmo seriously, "If I had known you would come, I would have dragged my time and wouldn't have hurt myself like this. It really hurts."

"That's because you don't believe me enough." When Di Yunmo said this, he didn't know what tone he should have, "I told you a long time ago, I am the king of gods, and I will protect you. Will come when you need..."

Only this time, I was late.

In his purple eyes, there is a little bit of lonely emotion accumulating.

Yan Jiu felt distressed looking at it.

She seemed to have seen through Di Yunmo's self-blame, and immediately said: "It's not too late... It's just that I'm not used to putting all my hopes on others. Since I was a child, I knew that no one can protect you." My whole life, so I can only learn to protect myself."

The smile on her face was pale and harsh.

At this moment, Di Yunmo realized that the person in front of him was not only self-willed and arrogant, but she was actually stronger than anyone else, and even more so, she had a sense of responsibility.

If she hadn't cared too much about the life and death of the Yaozu people, she wouldn't have come here, and she wouldn't have been hurt like this.

(End of this chapter)