Chapter 1191: Feng Qian v Mu Yan (7)
The Lord God's words made Mu Yan slightly stunned.
The mark of the Lord God will not be bleak for no reason.
The first time the Lord God's mark between the eyebrows of the Lord God dimmed, it was because he picked up Mu Yan.
So he brought back the child and gave him a new identity.
Son of the Lord God.
When Mu Yan's mark of the Lord God was about to be completely illuminated, his mark was almost completely dimmed.
However, Mu Yan voluntarily gave up the opportunity to succeed the Lord God, and the Lord God's imprint of the Lord God, which was about to fade away, returned to its original appearance.
And just recently, the mark of the Lord God began to change again.
The mark becomes dim, which indicates that the next Lord God is about to be born.
Mu Yan paused slightly, and he said in a low voice, "I will help you find him."
The Lord God waved his hand, "No need. I've searched all over the place, but I haven't found the right person. Since the mark is starting to fade, it will come to fruition soon."
Mu Yan was silent.
The Lord God saw what he was thinking, and he sighed: "You don't have to blame yourself, everything has a cause and effect. Maybe it was destined from the beginning that you would not sit in this position."
The young man lowered his eyelashes, and the light in the pale golden eyes flowed faintly.
"it is good."
He was quiet.
After Mu Yan left, the Lord God slowly turned around and looked at where he left.
He sighed.
With what he knew about Mu Yan, the Lord God only hoped that Mu Yan would not wronged himself because of his guilt.
And the Lord God also felt guilty towards Mu Yan.
This child has never lived for himself since he was sensible.
Perhaps, not becoming the main **** is a new life for him, and it is also a destiny.
The Lord God could not remember how long he had held this position.
A long time will eventually be tiresome, even if you are above the gods, you still want to escape, so the law of heaven and earth will make the son of the Lord God born.
This location is lonely.
Even God can be lonely.
…
After Mu Yan returned, Feng Qian still hadn't woken up.
He stood by the bed and looked at her for a while, then lay down beside her.
The main **** did not promise to let him go to the realm of sin, nor did he ask him to help find the next son of the main god.
The realm of sin is really not in a hurry, he has a plan in his heart.
What he has to do, he will do.
In fact, all the reasons, after all, are just for selfish desires.
I don't want to make her sad.
Actually, Mu Yan and Feng Qian are very similar.
They are all adopted by the Lord God, one is taught carefully, and the other is just kept there and neglected.
Mu Yan was carefully taught by the Lord God, but other than that, He Fengqian was no different.
They are all loveless people, born without father and mother.
Mu Yanneng was carefully taught by the Lord God, but also because he carried a heavy responsibility and responsibility.
Dark night.
Mu Yan thought for a long time quietly, and finally he turned sideways and his eyes fell on Feng Qian's face.
That tiredness was relieved a little.
…
When Feng Qian was in a daze and still not awake, he only felt as if he was surrounded by a warmth.
She smelled a good smell and was relieved.
When he opened his eyes, his field of vision was white.
She paused for a moment, and immediately woke up. Only then did she realize that not only was there a smear of whiteness in her sight, but she also used an excessively indecent posture, hugging His Highness, and almost her entire body was pressed against His Highness.
Feng Qian blinked, and immediately retracted his hands and feet with a guilty conscience, and moved outside.
The beautiful young man closed his eyes at the moment, and his long eyelashes were like a parked butterfly, which was exceptionally beautiful.
Does she sleep so dishonestly?
Your Highness looks like this...
Is it still merging memories, or just simply sleeping?
The wind was a little shy.
She hoped it was the former, His Highness had not yet finished integrating his memories.