Chapter 951

Jinli frowned and looked at the woman in front of her who had lost her calm and demeanor: "What the hell are you talking about?"

"nonsense?"

Goddess Wangshu smiled: "I hope I'm talking nonsense."

She looked up at the barrier: "My barrier can only temporarily block my eyes and ears, Jinli, are you sure you want to waste this precious time?"

Jinli looked at her fixedly.

Goddess Wangshu looked back calmly.

In the end, Jinli slowly withdrew his hand.

Goddess Wangshu didn't seem surprised by her choice.

Jinli asked her, "What did you mean by that sentence?"

Goddess Wangshu turned her head and looked at the clouds stretching in the distance: "Do you know that I have admired the god for tens of thousands of years."

The god she called, not the way of heaven.

Jinli thought for a while, then nodded, "I see something."

Goddess Wangshu laughed: "Look, even you can tell, I really can't hide my thoughts."

Jinli stood there quietly, pretending to be a silent tree.

Just eat melons and don't talk.

Goddess Wangshu probably doesn't want to waste time on such nonsense.

She turned her head and looked at Jinli: "Back then, after you died, the deity spent a hundred thousand years of cultivation to condense your soul. Do you know about this?"

Jinli nodded, "I know."

"You should know." Goddess Wangshu said, "That's the way God is. If no one else tells the truth, those who are favored by him may never understand the truth for eternity."

Listening to her, Jinli recalled her days in the entertainment industry, and defined Goddess Wangshu in her heart: Tiandao's father is only a fan.

No, you can't say that, it should be the only fan of Ye Shenzun.

Jinli was all too familiar with the gentle look on his face and his eyes shining when he talked about his idol.

——When those fans saw me, it was the look in their eyes.

Thinking about it this way, Jinli felt that he still missed his days in the human world.

Goddess Wangshu continued: "Not long after you died, did you know that Frost Cold Sword Master killed the Heavenly Dao with one sword?"

Jinli nodded.

Goddess Wangshu: "Since you have gone to the Abyss of Gods, you must know all the things you should know."

Jinli continued to nod.

Goddess Wangshu began to sneer again.

Jinli thought, judging from the rumors about Goddess Wangshu, this person might have laughed all of her ten thousand-year-old smiles at once today.

And most of them are sneers.

But a beauty is a beauty after all, even with a sneer, she looks much prettier than others when she smiles, she is both cold and gorgeous, very pleasing to the eye.

The Goddess Wangshu, who had an extremely cold and flamboyant smile, spoke again: "Then, do you know what happened during the period between the time when Shuanghan killed Tiandao and when she was suppressed in the Abyss of Gods?" ?”

Jinli shook her head honestly: "I don't know."

Goddess Wangshu began to laugh again: "I know you don't know, because of this, even Shuanghan herself doesn't know."

Jinli had a premonition in his heart that he was about to hear a big secret.

She was a little nervous and a little excited.

Of course, she was more curious to understand this matter. Putting aside these so-called emotional entanglements, she was more concerned about why Tiandao's father became what he is now.

Is there any possibility for him to go back?

Goddess Wangshu said: "Back then, Frost Han killed the Dao of Heaven with a single sword and shocked the Three Realms. The backlash she suffered was also not small."

Not only is it not small.