Chapter 1542 Thousands of Years Ago, the God of Gods (2)

As he said that, he pulled her out of the cave from the cave bed. His action seemed rough, but in fact he held her hand and pulled her out of the cave gently and carefully.

"I'm not going to the God Continent." When they reached the cave entrance, the witch god retracted his hand. She pulled back her wrist, but he held it tightly.

"You have no choice." He could satisfy her in other things, but he didn't agree to this one thing.

"You can't be so domineering. I'm the witch god of the witch clan, not yours!" She refused to follow him out of the cave, but stood still.

When she said "not yours", his hand held her hand a little harder.

"I am the master of the God Continent, can't I take you away?" As he said this, the strength in his hand increased by two points.

His eyes were fixed on her, and he said this very solemnly.

At this point, he looked straight at her, but saw that her shoulders were half exposed, because when he threw her on the bed just now, he stretched out his hand to tear off the plain clothes on her shoulders, half exposing her white shoulders.

At this moment, her shoulders were half exposed, and her white shoulders swayed in front of him.

He swallowed hard and took a big step forward to her.

"What are you doing?" Seeing him standing in front of her, she took a step back reflexively, but fell back on the stone wall of the cave.

He didn't say anything and moved closer to her.

She instinctively shrank back, because the way he treated her just now made her dazed for a moment.

She just wanted to push him away, but he grabbed her wrist, and then his hand attached to the plain clothes on her shoulders.

Just when she thought he would do something unreasonable to her, she noticed that his hand lightly placed on her shoulder, grabbed her black plain clothes, and then pulled it up.

He didn't let her go until he sorted out her clothes.

It turned out that he just wanted to sort out her clothes.

She was stunned, and when she looked up slightly, she saw his handsome face without any flaws. She was only tall enough to reach his chin, and when she looked up, she could see his well-defined chin and the narrow eyelashes beside his eyes.

She felt a little disappointed when she saw that he was just sorting out her clothes.

She was shocked by her own thoughts, so she quickly suppressed her thoughts in her mind.

"You..."

Before she finished speaking, a handsome man came over from the side of the cave.

The man stood in front of the God and called out softly: "Lord God."

Then the man glanced at the God of War and said to the God: "Lord God, there are black-robed people invading the God Continent, and the gods can no longer resist. Please return to rescue..."

This man was none other than Snow Eagle.

Snow Eagle a thousand years ago, apart from his handsome and cheerful aura, did not even have a scar on his neck.

Handsome and good-looking, except for the God, Xue Ying's appearance is enough to kill all the men in the continent in seconds. He is a well-deserved handsome man.

The God glanced at Xue Ying sideways, he grabbed her hand and tightened it slightly, then he looked at her sideways and said to her solemnly: "Wait for me to come back in the Wu Clan!"

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The lock of memory instantly disintegrated at this moment, as if something forcibly prevented the memory from going back. Yun Jian, Si Yi, Xue Ying, Adam, and Mo Sen, who were lying on the table, suddenly looked up at the same time.

"What happened later?" The moment Yun Jian raised her head, a drop of cold sweat slid from the corner of her eyes, and she spoke a little dully.

"Just now, a black light flashed, blocking you from continuing to receive the memories of the past life transmitted by the wooden sandalwood box!" Wu Lan, who ran over from the side, frowned and spoke.