"Calm down?" The woman smashed her hand directly, and the string of pearls and jade rolled all over the floor. She sneered, "how can I calm my anger? What's his identity? What's the identity of the cloud catcher? Has he ever paid attention to my mother? "

"God King..."

"God King."

"Your Highness."

Suddenly, Youdao, a man in a white gold robe, comes in.

The fairies were relieved and nodded their heads.

"You go out first." The man looked at the broken jade beads on the ground and said calmly.

"Yes."

"Yes -"

the fairies immediately blessed him and fled.

Only two of them left the temple empty.

The woman sat there panting. The man definitely looked at her, bent down and picked up the broken jade beads one by one. Her voice was very calm. "Why are you angry about this?"

"Why? Why do you say that The woman raised her blood red eyes, glared at him and said, "he is the God of heaven and the future successor of the heaven clan. How can he be so innocent with a humble cloud catcher?"

"What's wrong with cloud hunting?" The man lowered his head and picked up the beads one by one. The beads rolled back and forth in his hands, making a cool sound, "as long as he is happy, isn't it better than anything? You can see the situation a few days ago. Since he was born, when did it rain like this? "

The woman sat there panting, and at the thought of what had just been passed on, she felt blood rising and her eyes blackened.

"Don't worry about it. "The man looked down and counted the beads in his hand, and his voice was still very quiet.

"No matter?" The woman raised her hand again, and the window next to her broke. "That's my son who I've worked so hard to raise. I managed to cultivate him from an ordinary eldest son to the God that everyone respects today. Can't I let him go back to the old days?"

"The cloud catcher can't stay." With a deep breath, the woman opened her eyes and said.

"If you don't care about this, he may still be able to be his God of war, but if you intervene, what will happen to the child The result is more than just a few days of heavy rain. " The man seems to have been used to the woman's appearance. He looks down at the broken jade beads in his hand and says in a low voice, "when the time comes, your son can chop the sky. Do you believe it or not?"

"Dare he!" Cried the woman, her eyes red.

"If he dares, you'll find out." The man slowly walked to her side, bent down, took her still shaking hands, picked up the broken jade beads in her hands, the beads cold, excited her to shake gently.

She could not help but think of the cloud crane's eyes when she left the temple of God today. It was as if he was looking at a cold object instead of his mother.

"Don't try to touch his things, his people." The man put the beads, slowly straightened up and said, "ah ho has grown up, he is not a child."

The pupil of the woman shrinks slightly, the hand that holds broken jade bead spreads slightly, but does not let bead fall out.

Her fingers tightened a little, looking at the White Gold robe and biting her lip. Until she bit a bloodstain on her lips, she firmly grasped the bead in her hand and calmed down and said, "no matter how old he is, he is my son."