The prophet who really felt like he was about to die: "Can you change the word?"

Qin Yu: "I can't talk to you too much, because you are older. I've talked too much, and the Golden Wall feels that I'm teasing."

The prophet was so amused that he closed his eyes and rested. He allowed Qin Yu to catch Ayeli's energy and cooperate with Jiu Suihe to enter the prophet's body to absorb dark toxins, and release his vitality to repair it inch by inch.

Qin Yu left after half of the repair, because this was a basic repair, and the next fine work could not be done well for a while, and Black lacked time.

Qin Yu came to Blake, and half of Black's body was burned.

One side is terrifying, the other side is beautiful.

But everyone around him thought he was beautiful. From his background to now, no matter whether he was in a down-and-out or dazzling manner, he was a prince of the Light Elf clan.

Beautiful and kind.

Black saw Qin Yu and saw that she was still alive, his eyes were a little red.

Qin Yu glanced at him, "You are crying more than I imagined."

For Black, Qin Yu is different. If she really wants to describe it, she is like...

——A lamp.

This is how the golden wall is described.

Qin Yu felt a little disgusted, "Can you change some descriptions that I am willing to accept, such as the guidance goddess on the road of confusion, such as..."

——I just meant that you gave the light that illuminated the direction ahead.

——If you really don’t like it, I’ll change it.

Qin Yu: "Change."

——A light bulb.
Chapter completed!