Meow will farm

Chapter 405
The gods in the temple also looked at each other in a daze, and didn't figure out the situation until they couldn't see the figure of the god.

"What? The gust of wind that just blew past is Her Highness the Goddess?"

The little girl was flustered, and almost flew from the temple to the junction of gods and demons - the Milky Way at the fastest speed.

She saw the fierce battle on the battlefield from a distance, and the dazzling light made it impossible for her to see who the general of the demon army was fighting.

really will be...

Mo Heng?
The little girl finally got used to the light, she couldn't wait to look over, it was——

A very familiar to unfamiliar figure.

The handsome man was dressed in a black robe, but his face seemed to be condensed with thousands of years of ice, and there was only indifference and ruthlessness in the eyes that once contained endless doting and tenderness.

As if sensing that someone was looking at him, Mo Heng slightly tilted his head to meet her gaze.

No one noticed his shrunken pupils and suddenly clenched fists.

The little goddess was suffocated by his icy gaze, and the tears she had held back for so long finally burst.

Suddenly, a magic soldier successfully attacked, and while the man was distracted, he brandished a weapon and was about to attack from behind.

Seeing this scene, her heart suddenly clenched, but the next second made her feel as cold as ice.

The man's expression remained unchanged, and he stretched out his hand calmly, straight through the man's heart, and dug out his magic pill.

he……

The body dies and the soul disappears.

And this person, Jiujiu remembered, not long ago secretly stuffed himself with a lot of flat peaches...

Her face was pale, and her tears seemed to have dried up, or rather, she already knew how to cry...

Nothing works.

The man just glanced at himself lightly, then turned his head and continued to devote himself to the battlefield.

As if he doesn't know himself, or his position in his heart is as light as a feather...

Looking at the heavy casualties of the compatriots of the Protoss, Jiujiu felt even more deeply saddened.

She wiped the tears from her face, took a deep breath, and flew into the battlefield as well.

Bino was startled when he saw her figure, and frowned slightly: "No, Your Highness! Please hurry back to the palace, Your Highness, as long as we are here..."

The little goddess's face was frosty, but her pale face and red eyes all revealed that she had just cried bitterly.

Even more so at such times, her mind is also clear, she lightly opens her vermilion lips, her voice is soft but clear:

"Since the demons dare to attack the stronghold of our gods, they must be well-prepared, but one obvious flaw is that they are far behind us in number." She spoke faster, and the aura of the superiors surged out. Your Highness, how could it be possible without two brushes?

"The most important reason for our heavy casualties is the sudden attack of the magic army, which caught us off guard. The soldiers were extremely flustered and their morale was unstable."

That's all she said, looking at Bino's understanding expression, she felt a little relieved.

In fact, Bino was also very flustered, the demonstration was too urgent, and being able to gather such a large army in such a short period of time had almost surpassed the limit.

As the god of war, how could he not understand what the goddess said, but he didn't have time to think deeply, and his head was dizzy with anger.

But now, after being reminded by her, her mind cleared up.

He nodded slightly towards Jiujiu, turned around again and looked at the messy battlefield, his eyes were determined and full of momentum.

Just as Bino was about to shout to boost morale, he was stopped by Jiujiu.

Facing Bino's questioning gaze, Jiujiu gave him a comforting look.

(End of this chapter)