"Lord, you still take care of me..."

Maybe.

That is not the kindness and tenderness that the world imagines the gods to have when they look at their beloved believers.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Thank you for your concern, but it's okay with me."

"Forget it! Just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Take the adults to find a doctor quickly! Hurry!"

【Don’t worry.】

snort!

What a great prophet!

Shaking his head slightly, the shadow of the god gradually began to dim, and would soon completely dissipate.

And the moment the gods behind the Prophets appeared, that was the day they were completely destroyed.

Crunch...click.

After the old man left, the door to the room slowly closed, and everything in the secret room seemed to return to how it was before.

To this, the girl’s reaction was:

"My slave is stupid, please kindly give me instructions."

The girl's voice suddenly sounded, causing the broken golden figure to regain its previous solidity.

Unless... behind those miracles, there is the support of gods.

1.3 million words, Qian Jun’s book, 300 new words.

Don’t you think raising books is a bit excessive?

I……

Almost on the verge of collapse.
Chapter completed!