Meng Fuling's wish is also to become a living god.
"So... it's possible for mortals to become gods, right?" Maple Sugar asked Xiang Yue.
February was not sure either and shook his head at the maple syrup.
"I heard an old woman say it," said Yue Yue. "When we were outside the city, an old woman said that this king god... he is a self-proclaimed god."
"Self-proclaimed god?" Maple Sugar asked.
"When did you see the old lady?" asked February.
Yue Yue looked at the two of them, "That's right... the time I got lost, the old lady said that the King God was not born with a divine destiny, and was snatched from every opportunity... Anyway, it meant that the King God was a liar and a robber.
Not God."
However, Maple Sugar found the key information from the fragmented description, "Isn't it a divine destiny?"
It seems that not everyone can become a god.
The King God is not born with divine destiny, but he wants to become a god.
"Who can become a god and who cannot become a god also belong to the laws of heaven and earth, right?" Maple Sugar murmured, "The so-called law is not only the law of the birth of heaven and earth, but also the law of everyone's destiny..."
"The King God is going to break this law and become a god even if it's not God's destiny!" Yue Yue followed Maple Sugar's words and said excitedly.
Yue Yue vaguely understood, and seeing the two of them looking like they had an epiphany, they quickly got up from the ground.
Maple Sugar turned her eyes and stared straight at the wall lamp.
"So, the key to breaking the situation lies in the first lamp. If the King God's most hated method is broken, we can escape!"
***
When Xiaolan woke up, it was already dark.
When she opened her eyes, it was pitch black, and Xiaolan was even startled.
I turned my gaze, but there was no one around?
Could it be that the friends I saw before I fell into coma were hallucinations?
"...Yes, after the Queen Mother Festival...we can't..."
"Thank you, brother."
"Hey, the little girl is really good at talking. She's much better than Xiaolan and Jasmine!"
"Are you looking for a fight?"
There were voices.
Xiaolan moved her arm a few times and found that the pain was gone, just a little numb.
With her elbows on the ground, Xiaolan raised her upper body and looked in the direction of the sound.
The sky has turned dark, and figures are swaying under the blue-black sky. If you move your eyes slightly to the left, you can see the ruins made of bricks and stones.
I am... on the edge of the other tower.
"Oh, Xiaolan is awake!"
Xiaoyin was the first to see Xiaolan sitting up, and rushed over in two steps.
"Does it still hurt? Does it still hurt? Come and let me see if the wounds have healed..."
Xiaolan was pulled away by Xiaoyin, and she saw the black jacket underneath her.
I still remember the two coats, one belongs to the Taoist priest and the other belongs to the fool.
Xiaolan thought about the first line of the heroine in the TV series after waking up.
"How long have I been asleep?"
"Why are you sleeping? You're unconscious." Xiaoyin reached out and pinched Xiaolan's face. "You woke up just as I moved you over. Look, it's not very dark yet."
Ah? It looks pretty dark to me?
Xiaolan rubbed her eyes and suddenly felt that she should sleep a little longer.
Then, four figures silently approached.
"Ah... you are all right," Xiaolan looked at them and smiled, "that... Lei... too..."
"I'm fine, I'm fine," Lei, who had a cloth wrapped around his back, waved his hands in flattery. The big man looked coy and cute at the moment, "Thanks to this...Nine Heavens Witch Doctor, yes, he saved me."
Witch doctor?
"I've already told you that I'm not a doctor," Luo Jiutian was saying something to the Taoist priest. When he heard Lei's words, he turned around and interjected, "That's my talent and my body skills!"
Just as he said this, Feng suddenly bowed to Xiaolan.
Xiaolan was so frightened that she almost sat up.
"It was you who saved the tower soldiers...Thank you..."
His cuffs were being pulled, Xiaolan turned around and saw Bingzheng holding the sleeves of his coat with tears in his eyes.
"We can finally leave, you really saved us..."
Everyone present looked kind, except Xiao Lan who was confused.
"I'll explain it to you later," the Taoist priest squatted beside Xiaolan and patted her head, "The four of them are leaving now, so get up and see them off."
"Ah?" Although Xiaolan still didn't react, her body started to move unconsciously, "Where are you going?"
A cold, smooth hand suddenly touched the left side of his face.
Xiaolan was startled again and leaned to the right, but she ran directly into a soft embrace.
"Oh~ you don't want to leave your sister, don't you~"
This unique accent brought back Xiaolan's memories.
The wind asks for help, a last-ditch fight, and the abyss that determines the outcome.
Thinking of this, Xiaolan stood up in excitement and looked around quickly.
"Where's Wemblow? Is he dead?"
"If you die, there won't be any scum left," Xiaoyin stood up and put her coat behind Xiaolan, "I've heard all about it, that's the dragon of Lao Luo's family, it's really powerful..."
Looking at Xiaoyin's thumbs up, Xiaolan didn't know whether she was praising Long or herself.
"We have to leave here, leave the royal city," Feng said calmly. "The other tower has imprisoned us for too long. We have to leave before everything is settled."
Xiaolan doesn't care where she goes or why she goes.
"But your weapons are all dead," Xiaolan looked around the four of them, "What if we encounter danger?"
"Then I won't bother you anymore..."
Doesn’t this mean: Then we are going to trouble you.
"Here you go, hold him." Xiao Lan dug into his pocket, grabbed something in his palm, and handed it to Feng.
The wind opens its palms.
"This is……"
"This is a headset." Xiaolan nodded slightly.
When Luo Jiutian saw this scene, he suddenly remembered that the other pair of headphones was still in his hand.
"Take it," Luo Jiutian showed off another earphone on his body, "If you are really in danger, we can hear you."
The four Feng people nodded gratefully.
"hold on."
Xiaolan stopped them, and the four figures turned their heads together.
Xiaolan stretched out her hand and put something into Feng's hand.
"That'll be no problem."
"What are you doing!" The thing screamed that only Xiaolan could hear.
Xiao Lan patted Hei Pi's head in Feng's hand, "Be good, protect the four of them... When it's over, I'll pick you up..."
"Wait! What do you mean?! You can't throw me away! Stop!"
Xiaolan ignored Heipi's insults and walked straight back to the Taoist priest.
The two groups of people said goodbye here. The four tower soldiers who were freed walked towards the forest with the headphones left by Hei Pi and Ming Ya.
The figure slowly disappeared into the dark night.
Xiaolan then turned back and looked at the ruins after the battle.
Broken masonry has firmly blocked the entrance to the stairs.
The original entrance has just disappeared.
However, directly above the ruins, another entrance appeared...