Beauties don't speak

The big beauty came to the owner's residence, and suddenly realized that she hadn't seen this person for so many years.

The poor communication that is usually rare is also the ghost of the backing mountain.

Because of the mountain god, Da Meiren became an unsuccessful "person" and became the son of the patriarch.

Now he is like reading other people's stories.

The great beauty had admiration for the Patriarch, but he could never let go of that nightmare experience.

He thought, paused, what else could he do in the past?It's nothing more than a performance that should have been held long ago.

He stood hesitantly outside the wall and didn't go in.

"Come in." After a long time, the voice of the old man with white beard came from inside the wall.

The old man is the statue of the mountain god, who inherited the last third of the mountain god's divine power, but his real body is in the painting environment, and he cannot display his true strength.

The sad thing is that the painting environment was torn up by the cook, except for the resentful bird, which was released, everything else disappeared and could not be found.

The old man transformed from the spirit of the idol will not live long.

The big beauty walked in.

It was chaotic inside, and one can imagine what happened here.

"This place is almost becoming a Jedi!" Whitebeard's beard was stained with blood.

The big beauty was silent and did not speak.

White Beard was not surprised either: "I'm about to die, and all the divine power in me will be passed on to you. From now on, you will take over everything here."

The big beauty thought maliciously, otherwise, what else could happen, everyone else here is dead.

After the white beard finished speaking, large and small cracks covered his body, and then it was broken, and a little bit of spiritual light entered the body of the great beauty.

After many years, a new mountain god was finally born here.

It started to rain lightly in the mountains, new green branches sprouted, and flowers burst into stamens. It was a hazy scene that I hadn't seen for a long time.

The cook led the sobbing place down the mountain, and looked behind her as if feeling something.

It seems that Dongfang's road ahead will be even more difficult~ A smile appeared on the corner of the cook's mouth, and she took a deep breath of the aura of the mountains and fields.

"What are you laughing at?" Dongfang raised his head and looked at the cook depressedly, feeling that she had malicious intentions.

The cook flicked her long hair and smiled: "Xiao Mingming, you have to work hard in the future~"

"...It's weird." Dongfang glanced at the cook and concentrated on walking.