Chapter 890 God Descends (1)

Back to pure white space.

Countless memories surged forward, and Fu Yue's eyes were stunned for a moment. Countless fragments of shadows flashed through his mind, and finally they all settled on a certain slender figure.

The cold god in snowy clothes is Jun Heng.

Fu Yue: "..."

She sneered twice.

Jun Heng became more and more unbridled and went too far.

In this small world, how dare you do something like that to her...

If this person hadn't really loved her subconsciously in his avatar in the small world, and finally stopped, unwilling to lie to her again...

Otherwise, we don’t know how miserable her ending will be in that world.

Fu Yue's footsteps just moved.

A figure appeared out of thin air in front of her, and gradually solidified into reality.

Junheng's hand held her shoulder, his petal-like lips were alluring to her ear, and he softly uttered a few words.

"Fu Yue, go to the next world, I'll be waiting for you."

"Remember, you must never use power in the next world... Don't worry, I will protect you."

Fu Yue: "...???"

Before she could react, she was unprepared and was gently pushed by the man's hand.

Space is torn apart.

She didn't even have time to take a breath before she went to the next world.

"..."

Junheng, good on you.

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The afterglow of the setting sun shines over the tall spire of the White Tower, and the heavy ringing of the church bells seems to hit people's hearts.

Night falls.

A deep and dark alley, you can't see the end of it at a glance. No one knows what is at the end of the alley. It is so dark that it looks like a door to hell——

Occasionally, one or two black cats would jump from one roof to another with nimble steps.

This adds a bit of a strange atmosphere to this alley.

That's when.

A slender figure walked through the alley. It was a little girl wearing a white cloak. Her long black hair was hanging down quietly on the back of her head.

Her steps were a little hasty.

Also, who wants to stay in such a weird environment.

Underfoot are uneven gray stone bricks that have been in disrepair for a long time. Many places have been eroded by rainwater into potholes and covered with mold spots. This is a corner that is completely opposite to the superficial prosperity of the city - a slum.

On a rainy day, someone would lean out of the door and pour the sewage from the basin into the alley. Mixed with the oily dirt, the ground in the alley would inevitably be a little slippery.

Fu Yue didn't know why she was in this place where birds don't poop.

She was hiding from the drunken men behind her and walking very fast.

I encountered this situation just after passing through, and I didn't receive any plot.

She is also very helpless!

In such slums, it is common for drunk men to bully girls. The patrol police couldn't control it, so they simply turned a blind eye.

"... Separate." Two tall drunk men chased after Fu Yue. One of them burped and sniffed hard with his red rosacea nose, "Damn it, how can this girl run so fast? ?Oh, God, what a ghost."

"Henry, go and stop her. I'm going to kill her today."

Fu Yue ran faster.

But she is a girl after all, and the clothes she wears are made of extremely delicate and gorgeous fabrics. She is probably a pampered person on weekdays, and her physical strength is not good at all.

After only running for a long time, she was already dead.