I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to see a god again in this lifetime?
Ru Xian was looking forward to it.
After seeing a god,
the many heroes of the mortal world would only seem dull and tasteless.
It was like a woman who had once dated an eagle being asked to date a grasshopper. She would instinctively keep her distance and look down on it.
Although Ru Xian had never dated Ding Ling, she had fallen in love with him at first sight. That one glance had lasted a thousand years, leaving an impression so deep that she would find it difficult to forget him for the rest of her life.
Especially since Ding Ling had saved her from danger;
and saved the country from danger.
Such grace.
How could she forget it?
Toward Ding Ling,
she was so grateful that tears filled her eyes. If Ding Ling needed her, she could brave boiling water and burning fire to repay him.
What a pity. It'll be difficult to have another chance.
Thinking of what Rumeng had said,
Ru Xian grew dispirited.
Ding Li strode over and took out a newspaper for Ru Xian to see. "The situation is excellent now. The little devils' headquarters has become a living purgatory. Every household has white cloth hanging up, and there aren't even enough coffins anymore."
Ru Xian nodded.
There had been many newspapers like this recently.
Many people were studying why the little devils and certain traitors had suddenly died violent deaths.
They could not figure it out no matter how hard they tried.
In the end, the superstitious people stepped forward and said that the ancestors of the Ancient Country had manifested their power;
of course, some superstitious people said that the Jade Emperor and the Three Pure