Pictures and tragedies bloodily impacted the hero's consciousness, making his heart twist like a knife and burst into tears.

He didn't know the person in the picture, but he knew that it was Yingfa's parents, wife and daughter, best friends and relatives.

Pain and hatred distorted Yinghua's soul, and the sun was gone, only darkness.

With a long sigh, the hero turned over his memory, and the picture changed.

On the grass, a fat white child stood alone for the first time; In the room, a beautiful toddler is being spanked.

On summer nights, my mother gently fanned the cool breeze; In the early morning of winter, my father held a stick to supervise his cultivation.

The little maid always looks intently, and her big eyes are black and bright; The sisters have endless delicious food in their pockets.

The beautiful girl lay in her arms and cried and laughed; The pretty girl called the teacher sweetly; The soft woman is wrapped like water; The brutal girl screams that she likes you the most.

There is a white-bearded old man hugging left and right in the green building; The handsome kid with a poker face says you're boring; The plump and seductive woman has a pious face; The bald head shyly said that he was married; The mediocre guy got down on one knee and swore to follow.

A fluffy fox, a stubborn boy, a yellow-haired girl with thinning hair, and a sheep-headed monster with blood and tears......

There is no hatred, no enemies, only beauty.

Even the heart-wrenching pain and soaring anger did not hide the slightest warmth and sunshine.

Hatred melted like snow, pain turned to stardust, and Ying let out a sigh of relief that seemed to be abrupt and relieved, and said nothing.

The body regained consciousness, the hero took a deep breath, wiped the tears from his face, stretched out his finger and touched the void in front of him, as if on the surface of the water, ripples opened, and a completely transparent glass appeared and fell into his hand.

The glass was round, no more than half a foot in diameter, and one side was transparent, but when it was turned over, it clearly reflected the hero's face.

Transparency is the essence, and the mirror image is illusory, and this yin-yang mirror actually has a little materialist dialectical meaning.

I didn't have the heart to study how to use the mirror now, the hero turned around and smiled brightly at Tian Wanxi and Wu Qi'er.

"It's over."

"Teacher!"

This time, Tian Wanxi was one step faster than Wu Qi'er and firmly occupied his arms.

This made Wu Qi'er's mouth pout, and she was eager to release a poisonous snake to bite her seventeen or eighteen bites.

"Okay, okay, just hug it, don't be too greedy." Patting Tian Wanxi's back, the hero said softly, "This is not the place to talk, let's go out first......"

The words stopped abruptly, and he suddenly pushed Tian Wanxi away, his face was shocked and painful, and he staggered back two steps while clutching his chest.

"Brother Xiong, why are you ......?"

The surprised Wu Que Er caught a glimpse of Tian Wanxi holding a dagger in her hand, and the tip of the dagger was dripping with blood.

"The surname is Tian, are you crazy?"

Wu Qi'er was frightened and angry, and raised her hand to release the poisonous insects, but heard the hero stop her: "Qi'er, now she ...... Not Wan'er. ”

Tian Wanxi let out a ho-ho laugh from the depths of her throat, raised her face, her beautiful face did not change in the slightest, but her expression was much stiffer, and the light in her eyes flickered non-stop.

"It's back! I'm finally back! ”

An awe-inspiring and inviolable sacredness and nobility erupted from her, whether it was Wu Qi'er, Wu Qi'er and Shangguan Shuanghua, they all involuntarily knelt down and bowed their heads in worship.

"Which god are you?" Hero Tie asked with a blushing face.

Tian Wanxi made a move of her fingers, and the yin-yang mirror in his arms took the initiative to fly over, spinning on her fingertips.

"What do you say?"

"Shaohao?" The hero was taken aback, "You...... Are you a goddess? ”

"Presumptuous!" Tian Wanxi's eyes were majestic, "God is God, there has never been a distinction between gender, the so-called men and women are just the imagination of those mortal pariahs." ”

The hero slowly narrowed his eyes: "How is Tian Wanxi?" ”

Shao Hao snorted coldly: "This woman's body is the container of my reincarnation, the soul is just attached, there is no meaning, and dissipation is her only ending." ”

"In other words, her soul is still there!"

Shao Hao was stunned for a moment, and keenly noticed that something was wrong, but before he could think about it, he saw the hero raise his hand suddenly, put his palm at him, and said loudly: "Death Lipu!" ”

A black mist visible to the naked eye erupted from his palm, instantly covering Shao Hao's head and face.

"This ...... Lunar? Stop! Stop it! I am God! Shao Hao, one of the Nine Heavenly Gods! You can't...... You are blasphemous, you are the sin of eternal purgatory, stop! Stop ......"

Shao Hao fell to the ground with his head in his arms, his expression was hideous, and he struggled and screamed violently.

The hero's divine power did not stop, and the black mist sprayed on Shao Hao's body continuously, wrapping him tightly and slowly penetrating.

Gradually, Shao Hao's voice became weaker, his shouting turned into babbling, his words began to be slurred, and his body stopped standing still after a while.

With a plop, the hero sat weakly on the ground, seeing that the red gem of the star-moon disk in his consciousness was almost dim, he couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his head in fear, and muttered in his heart: "Thank you, Yu'er." If it weren't for you and the villagers to unlock it, my brother would be finished today. ”

Of course, he also understands that the biggest reason why Shao Hao can be put to sleep so "easily" is that he has just woken up, his divine power has not recovered, and he has not yet regained his godhead.

Otherwise, even if he has the Star Moon Disk and the God Killing Knife by his side, it is estimated that it will not be enough for others to blow a breath.

"Brother Xiong, how are you?"

Wu Qi'er rushed to his side, her eyes already overflowing with tears.

"It's okay," the hero smiled and pulled open his shirt, revealing a brown leather vest inside, "This is called Kui Armor, which can block the sharp blade power of the seventh or eighth grade master."

Although Wan'er's dagger was sharper, it was only pierced into a small section, and the skin was wounded, so it was not tight. ”

Only then did Wu Que'er put her mind at ease, brutally stripped off his upper clothes, took out the ointment, and carefully cleaned and smeared the wounds on his heart.

"Brother, what's going on? Why did the surname Tian suddenly become ...... Is that really the god of deceit, Shao Hao? ”

Sure that Tian Wanxi was just in a coma, the hero put his heart at ease, looked at the girl with pity and said: "There is a big secret involved in this, which cannot be explained clearly in one sentence or two, let's talk about it after we go out!" ”

"Looking at you like this, it's obvious that you won't be angry with her!"

"Why be angry with her? It was not her fault that God forcibly took possession of her body. ”

"You...... There should be a limit to being a bad person, right?! Wu Qi'er was very angry, "She is not right all the way, even if she likes you, she is also with a deep sense of guilt."

So it was obvious that she knew that there was a god living in her body, and she knew that the scene she had just happened would end up in.

Remember when she prayed for you to receive her here? That's the proof!

Because she knows very well that this is the last chance to have you, she wants to die but wishes, it's just selfish and hateful, don't you understand? ”