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The first thousand three hundred and sixty-three chapters God pupil

Zhou Yuan stared blankly at Yaoyao's left eye, which seemed to be filled with ancient mystery, like the eyes of gods, and the cold gaze that rushed towards him, as if the gods were looking down at all living beings in the nine heavens. The diffuse of the power of gods made Zhou Yuan feel a strong sense of discomfort at this time.

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But in the end he took a deep breath and suppressed this emotion. He held Yaoyao's little hand tightly and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

Yaoyao whispered: "It should be because of the excessive use of power before, which led to the accelerated recovery of divinity."

Zhou Yuan was silent. The resurrection of divinity may represent a supreme power for Yaoyao, but no one can be sure what will happen after the divinity is truly fully revived. Can Yaoyao at that time really still have the consciousness of the present?

"I'm sorry... it's all my fault for not being strong enough." Zhou Yuan's expression was a little bitter. If he had enough strength, Yaoyao wouldn't need to take action.

Yaoyao's head slightly sided, and a strand of long hair fell down, just covering her left pupil. She stretched out her cold and tender little hand, then placed it on both sides of Zhou Yuan's face, staring at him seriously: "Zhou Yuan, don't say such words, I know, you are working harder than anyone else to make yourself stronger. I know what you want to become stronger and change. Your achievements are not inferior to anyone, and I also believe that one day, you will definitely reach that step."

Over the years, Yaoyao has witnessed with her own eyes how this young man who had not opened her eight veins overcome all obstacles. Outsiders only know the miracles he created, but they do not know how much effort Zhou Yuan has put into this.

That is the explosion of potential brought about by the repeated wanderings between life and death.

Although Zhou Yuan always claims to be the so-called soft-fried king of heaven, Yaoyao understands that it is more of a spur to him. Even though the power gap between her and him due to his identity is like a gap, he never chose to give up.

He kept chasing the thorny road, even though he was covered in bruises and blocked many times, he always moved forward firmly.

This is a quality that Yaoyao likes the most in him.

Over the years, Yaoyao has become increasingly indifferent because of the existence of divine nature, but because of Zhou Yuan's infection, she has always retained the existence of human nature. It can be said that in Yaoyao's heart, Zhou Yuan is the light guiding her forward, allowing her to resist the erosion of the lonely and indifferent divine nature. Zhou Yuan felt the tender and cold touch from the little hands on his face, and smiled at Yaoyao. It was not that his mind was not firm enough, but that he felt a little heartbroken when he saw Yaoyao's changes before.

He quickly adjusted his mentality and said seriously: "If you can do this kind of power in the future, don't use it. Yaoyao, you must remember that although the heavens regard you as their last hope, no one can force you. In the heavens, someone will eventually stand up. If the heavens really have no such potential, then..."

Zhou Yuan said with a heavy face and somewhat resolute expression: "Maybe destruction is better than perseverance."

Yaoyao stared at Zhou Yuan in a daze. After a while, a curve of her lips gently raised, and a soft water light flashed in her eyes. How could she not know what the heavens expected of her? She didn't like this expectation, but that might be her responsibility, and she couldn't escape it.

But now, Zhou Yuan told her that he supported her to make any choice without being bound by the imposed so-called responsibility.

This shows that in his heart, her position is even higher than that of the heavens... Although Yaoyao also understands that someone who is going to stand up this fool may refer to himself.

Her slender arms stretched out and suddenly wrapped around Zhou Yuan's neck. Then the red lips were stamped, bringing a soft and cold touch, making people feel as if their souls were trembling slightly.

Zhou Yuan was stunned for a moment. Obviously, he didn't expect Yaoyao, who was like a goddess, would take the initiative in a rare way. However, thinking about this was too stupid, so Zhou Yuan held his waist without hesitation, responded enthusiastically, and tasted the sweetness greedily.

But this benefit did not last long. Yaoyao just raised her head and avoided Zhou Yuan with a little red look.

"Is this over?" Zhou Yuan glared and said with unsatisfactory feelings.

Yaoyao's beautiful cheeks, as delicate white porcelain, were rosy on her cheeks, and she said with a smile: "I can't bear to leave?"

Zhou Yuan nodded vigorously and looked at the rosy little mouth of the beautiful man in front of him with a burning look.

"Who feels more reluctant to let go of you and the qi of the Saint Dragon of Wu Yao?" Yaoyao smiled and directly threw out the ultimate question.

When Zhou Yuan heard this, he immediately poured down from the Tianling Cover like a basin of ice water, which made him shivering all over. He saw Yaoyao's smile-like expression, his head stiffened for a moment, and then shook his head suddenly: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Zhou Yuan said seriously: "I was seriously injured before, and I was completely dissatisfied. How could I know what she did to me?"

He immediately frowned again: "Has she done something unreasonable to me? It's really abominable. I still trust her! It seems that I can't have any contact with her anymore!"

Yaoyao saw Zhou Yuan's performance, and couldn't help but feel angry and funny. She shook her head and said, "After all, others have saved you."

When Zhou Yuan heard that there seemed to be no other meaning in her tone, he pondered for a while and said reluctantly: "Then let's see what happened for the time being. I hope she can regret it."

Yaoyao gave him a blank look, no longer entangled with him on this topic, and asked, "Are you taking away your reward by the old man Jinluna?"

When Zhou Yuan heard this, he thought she was going to ask for trouble for Jin Luo Gu Zun, and hurriedly said: "This time he was able to break through to the Dharma Realm is the greatest gain, and other rewards are meaningless."

It cannot be said that it is completely meaningless. The Ancestral Dragon Soul Marrow is still an extremely rare cultivation resource for him at the moment. After all, he is just entering the Dharma Realm now, not a real saint, so the accumulation he should have is still needed.

But he knew the difficulties of Jinluo Guzun. After all, he killed Xu Beiyan in front of so many people. As the leader of all the saints and one of the three giants in Guixu Temple, Jinluo Guzun finally had to deal with the scene cleanly.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in making things difficult for him." Yaoyao rose up and pulled up her falling black hair and tied it into a high ponytail casually. At the same time, a slanted bangs covered her left pupil, and the embellishment of the crimson purple dress made her feel so majestic at this time.

"But he will return everything honestly."

Yaoyao blinked at Zhou Yuan, and a smile appeared in it: "We can not avoid the benefits of the battle between the Stone Dragon Secret Realm, but they have seized so many of the remaining souls of the Ancestral Dragon. Next, we have to ask us to refine the Ancestral Dragon Pill?"

"This is a big project, and the cost of Guixu Temple must be paid? I don't have the interest in helping anyone with a white worker."

Zhou Yuan was stunned and immediately said in silence for Jinluo Guzun. Obviously, although Yaoyao said he didn't care, he still remembered it in his heart. It seemed that Jinluo Guzun could not escape this knife.
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