lt;divgt;The Divine

Feng Zhaolian stayed behind to accompany her, the two of them facing opposite directions: one facing the endless sea and the other with their back to it.,Feng Zhaolian stared blankly at the person in front of her. Because her clothes were torn in the disaster, she saw a scar on Yun Xiao's back.,But the Divine Emperor had just finished stewing the fish soup, and was coaxing her, “Just have a bowl, I’ve been stewing it for two hours. If you don’t drink it, my effort will be wasted.”。