As for Douluo Dalu 2 Ma Hongjun, he was deeply shocked and unable to calm down.
Although he had roughly seen the people around Su Yan in the God Realm before, that had only been a projection.
Now that he was truly seeing this group around Su Yan, Ma Hongjun found it utterly unbelievable, beyond all reason.
He did not know Su Yan.
Yet Su Yan was surrounded by Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, Liu Erlong, Tang Yuehua, Bo Saixi, Shui Bing'er, Shui Yue'er, and the others.
Some of these people were familiar to him, some he knew, some had been killed by Tang San, some had ascended to the God Realm, and even more were Soul Masters who had died normally on the Douluo Continent.
Bai Chenxiang, among them, was far younger than when he had first met her.
Seeing so many familiar faces at once, Ma Hongjun felt as if he had returned to those days. Though perhaps not that many years had passed in the God Realm, ten thousand years had already gone by on the Douluo Continent.
Ten thousand years. The seas had turned to fields, and fields to seas.
Ma Hongjun's heart was filled with complicated emotions. He even felt some regret. Had he known this day would come, he would rather not have become the God of Phoenix and instead grown old and died with Bai Chenxiang in the Lower Realm.
Over here.
Su Yan glanced back and called to Wang Dong'er, "Um... Wang Dong'er, go gather some more firewood nearby."
"Ah?"
Wang Dong'er looked utterly bewildered. Why did they need to gather firewood now?
Ma Xiaotao stood up at this moment and said, "Dong'er, I'll go with you."
Wang Dong'er was equally confused, but seeing Ma Xiaotao accompany