It has been a month, after the continuous efforts of the gods and kings to help, basically all kinds of chaos gradually subsided, but Lin Fenglin in the Yellow heaven palace is still a sad face, it seems that others owe him a lot of money!

"Fenglin, what are you thinking?"

Wang Yanqing's voice rings behind Lin Fenglin. Lin Fenglin doesn't turn around and pat the seat beside him. "Yan'er, you know the divine world is in chaos!"

"hmm?" Wang Yanqing looks puzzled. "Isn't the chaos over? Why do you say that

but Lin Fenglin gave a wry smile, reached out and smoothed the hair on Wang Yanqing's forehead, and...