Protoss! ?

The expressions of everyone seemed to freeze.

They all looked at the woman in red and were silent.

This is an unexpected answer!

How is it possible?

how come! ?

In Zhou Yan's words, that is the Mo Family's sacrificial hall, how could such a tall woman appear! ?

This is an unimaginable relationship.

Feng Chenglin swallowed, bent over, and carefully looked at the woman in the coffin.

"I said... Patriarch Zhou, here, is there any... misunderstanding in this?"

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding?"

Zhou Yan frowned and looked at the crystal coffin in his direction.

"Don't you think that this woman... is not from the Protoss?"

"It's also possible..." Feng Chenglin looked at everyone seriously: "Who can guarantee that this woman must belong to the Protoss? What if..."

"No!" Yan Ziyue interrupted him: "You say that because you don't understand the customs and habits of the Protoss. Not all people are qualified to wear the top of the cloud. This is a phoenix crown. A crown is a kingship that a woman will never take again after wearing it."

Zhou Yan added: "Especially after death, the costumes and accessories they wore during their lifetimes will also accompany them to the funeral and accompany their owners to finish the last journey."

Feng Chenglin shrugged: "That said, this woman must be... some mother of the Protoss?"

"Protoss currently has only one national mother!"

Yan Ziyue's voice fell, and he looked at Zhou Yan with some uncertainty.

"Anyway, as far as I know, at present, the Protoss has only one national mother, and the others...I don't know!"

Zhou Yan also nodded: "I have also heard about this statement. After the death of the mother of the gods, no new mother has appeared..."

"What do you mean?" Feng Chenglin was speechless: "It's not that this divine lord is very infatuated and never married another woman?"

Before the words fell, the eyes of other people seemed to instantly.

How old is that god?

Live as an old monster!

Such a man has a high position, and the women around him have followed him, and I don't know how many died! ?

How can there be no other women! ?

Ling Luoyu read the profound meaning from their eyes: "Women, there must be, but...the mother of the country, there is only one from beginning to end, and there is no second woman to win such an honor, right?"

"Anyway, whether it's a legend or a wild history, it has never been!" Yan Ziyue's eyes were a little bit more lamentable: "Oh, why didn't I meet such a man? If one day, there is such a man that hurts me. Just give me a unique grace, even if it is dead, it is worth it!"

Ling Luoyu also sighed: "If it is really what we guessed, and the Lord has not re-enclosed her for her life, then she is really worthy of death!"

"This is the sorrow of a woman. Just pitiful devotion is enough to move us..." Yan Ziyue's moved tears filled.

"A man is just more carefree than a woman, but it is really not easy for him to have a long love for a woman!"

Other men: "..."

What women care about is different from their men.

What time is it? I was still moved by an inexplicable name.

Zhou Yan winked at Feng Chenglin and motioned to him to say the point.