"What a thriving little town. What a pity."
Wang Dajia glanced at the scenery outside, his gaze full of sighs.
Endless emerald fields stretched across the farmland, every kind of crop standing tall and heavy with fruit.
Yet no matter how beautiful the scenery, no matter how flourishing the future, it would all be destroyed beneath the Evil Gods' footsteps.
Only by fleeing south, farther and farther south, could they find the faintest chance of surviving amid the flames of war.
"Let's go." Wang Dajia no longer lingered.
The Northern Land had almost entirely fallen. Only by heading to the Ancient God Alliance and relocating south through them could there be any hope of life.
At the very least, in the Southern Land, most of their homeland was still in the hands of the Ancient Gods.
Day broke.
Outside the temple, Qi Qi took a deep breath. "Godfather, you nearly scared me to death!"
Qi Qi looked at Qi Yuan hanging from the tree alongside the blood-red wedding dress, the terror in her eyes not yet gone.
Anyone who saw two people hanging from a tree first thing in the morning would have been scared half to death, just like her.
"The adopted daughter of a Heavenly Venerable, and you're scared of this?" Qi Yuan came down from the tree with Little Bride in his arms. "This is Little Bride, my... wife."
Qi Yuan pointed at Little Bride and introduced her to Qi Qi.
Little Bride seemed to understand Qi Yuan's words. A happy wooden plaque fell from her sleeve.
"Huh?" Qi Qi was a little dazed.
In fact, when she had first arrived at Green Water Village, she had vaguely seen this red wedding dress before.
She had always thought it was a treasure. Who would have thought