[Ding—Shenjun Yunhe favorability +5, current total favorability: 65.]
The hall suddenly fell silent.
The man in the golden fairy robe sat on the spot, stared at him dully, and said incredulously, "Ah Ahe."
Although this child has not been very close to them, he still has the most basic respect. If Madam wants to reprimand him, she reprimands him. Although he is already a god, he has never contradicted him, and he always listens and just listens.
Why is it so big today anyway
"Boom—"
"Boom—"
Suddenly, there were several thunderclaps outside.
The woman held her red wrist that had been smashed, looked down at the book with its pages scattered on the ground, and said mockingly, "When will this god not even have the qualification to discipline his own son?"
That book was directly sent by him, without using any divine power, let alone any skill.
It was subconscious. It came directly.
"Is your empress joking?" Yunhe glanced at her lightly, gathered his mind, and waved to Ruan Ruan who was huddled in the corner, and only after the clouds that were about to disperse came down, he stretched out his hand and used a red The light enveloped it, and he said with a half-smile, "This is the Temple of Heaven. If you want to discipline your son, you should go home and discipline him."
"Yunhe!" The woman watched him protect the cloud, "Why do you start caring about this kind of thing?"
"Boom—"
The woman's cry overlapped with the thunder outside, and the sound of the rain seemed to grow louder in an instant.
"It has nothing to do with your empress." After the infusion of divine power, the color on Ruan Ruan's body finally became less pale.
Yunhe breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently, then put it back on top.
His movements were gentle and gentle, as if he had changed into a different person, and the man was slightly stunned.
They seem to have never seen Yunhe like this.
He turned his head and glanced outside. Hearing the rumbling thunder, he couldn't help raising his head to look at the cloud above his head with some doubts. It had been infused with divine power, and it didn't look like it was about to disperse just now. but.
It still looks weak.
How could there be such a useless thing beside Yunhe? And he still protects it so much.
In the past, my wife was afraid that he would lose his mind by playing with things, so she would spoil his things a lot, but most of the time, Yunhe just stood aside and watched things being destroyed quietly without saying anything.
How's it going today? Are you still protected
Just when the cloud was about to disperse, the thunder outside suddenly became louder.
Could it be that his bad mood these days is because of that cloud
"Do you still know who you are!?" The woman looked at him incredulously, "You are a god, and the god wants it."
"Is it too much to rain once in hundreds of years?" The god in red looked at her intently, with a cold and calm tone, "If Tianjun and empress have nothing else to do, please leave immediately."
"You, what's the matter with you recently?" Although Yunhe's attitude towards her has never been very good, but he has never driven people away as soon as he came here.
"Ahe, you are in a bad mood. Is it because of this cloud?" The man sitting over there slowly got up, looked at Yunhe's expressionless face and asked in a low voice.
Yunhe was even more disturbed by the question, he glanced at them indifferently, and said in a cold voice, "Qingwu, see off the guests."