The girl turned her face slightly, "You want to continue to obey Shenmu's will, and you want us to live, this is a joke at all. ”

"It's been two hundred years...... That one, is that one back? ”

"What do you think caused the commotion?"

"Qi Mu has returned?"

"I'm back."

Hearing this answer, the hand that grabbed the railing trembled slightly.

The girl was keenly aware of the slightest wavering in him.

She smiled, took two more steps back, and regained her feet beside Blood-Eyed.

"Qianhan, you better follow me. Your expression has betrayed you, you are longing for freedom, you are looking forward to the arrival of a new world...... You are not fundamentally different from us. The girl stretched out her left hand and swung a ray of light to untie the cage.

"Isn't it any different?" The blood-eyed figure shook and reappeared, already standing in the corridor of the prison.

What is held on to seems to be worthless now.

However, there may be more than that, and there are many things that cannot be described in words.

The world is changing.

The world is turning.

Even God ......

"Hesui, you and I are his people, in essence, you, me, and even the adult, we are the same."

"Shen Mu has carried out countless soul cleansing in order to make his soul more pure, you and I, including Qi Mu, are the scum of his soul, and now he wants us to return to his body, the first thing to do is to accept Qi Mu."

He Sui recalled the past, and his expression became solemn.

"Qianhan, don't you think it's funny? We were all separated from his soul, but we were so alien to him. ”

"He is the true God, and we are just shells of Him in the mud." Qian Han exhaled and spat out white frost, "Even if we inherit some of his abilities, we can't fundamentally change our origins. ”

"Nope." He Sui shook his head, and the hand holding the lantern gradually clenched, "What do you think Shenmu thinks of us?" ”

Why discuss how a heartless and desireless God would view us? He has no affection for us. ”

"Really?"

“…… You know it very well. ”

"So, why is there such a story circulating in the Ten Thousand Worlds, where Shen Mu is doting on a false god and conniving at Qi Mu?"

"Qi Mu is different from us." Qian Han's answer was quick, "In a fundamental sense, there is only one true false god, and that is Lord Qi Mu. As for us, we ...... We can't even be called gods. ”

He Sui turned his head expressionlessly and looked directly at him: "Qianhan, you just said that we are all his people, and we are all the same. ”

Qian Han's expression changed slightly, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed.

He's been held here for a long time, and he's already a little confused.

The last time Shen Mu came to see him was more than a hundred years ago.

In addition to Shen Mu, only He Sui often came to visit him.

"Your physical form is very different from the last time I saw it." He Sui carefully looked at Qianhan's appearance, "At this moment, you are closer to Shenmu. ”

"Your eyes have become similar to his."

"It's unavoidable, and it shows that his power is being regained at a faster rate. Let's go, Qianhan, listen to my sincere advice, it means nothing to you to stay here, I hope to ...... before Shenmu completely loses his mind."

"Hesui, do you want to betray me too?"

Shen Mu's voice suddenly appeared inside the cage.

He Sui's eyelids jumped violently, and she involuntarily took a few big steps back, biting her lip hard.

How so?

Sunken Wood ...... Since when did it appear?

Shen Mu's face had changed a lot, to be precise, his appearance was now getting closer and closer to Chi Yu, and He Sui only glanced at him and understood that Shen Mu had gained something from Qi Mu.

"Damn......

He Sui had already pulled out his weapon, but even the hand holding the knife was trembling.

She is a master of using swordsmanship, and she obviously has excellent prediction ability, but she can't even predict the approach of Shen Mu, and when she fights that person, will her chances of winning be higher than one percent?

"Even you're going to betray me?"

Shen Mu was expressionless, with a dead despair, and slowly closed his eyes.

It wasn't that he hadn't expected today's scene, but when it was time to face it himself, he still fell into an inexplicable panic.

He is God, but not omnipotent.

"I follow the last wish of the ancient gods and voluntarily strip away the seven emotions and six desires. The Old Gods only told me that doing so would guarantee me that I would be a fair god and that I would be loved by all my people, but they didn't tell me...... The gods I created will eventually rebel against me. ”

When Shen Mu opened his eyes again, He Sui spat out a large mouthful of blood.

His feathers turned into a pitch-black sword that stabbed Hesui in the chest, piercing her soul.

"I'm a lonely and stupid god, no wonder they rebuke me, no wonder...... The Divine Perch will be robbed by lightning and will fall into the Xuan Sea. ”

Sunwood's wings grew darker.

The golden streamer enveloped his body, but he couldn't wrap his wings with it, and his eyes were cold and terrifying, like evil spirits in the depths of hell.

At the moment when Hesui fell, Qianhan finally understood such a thing: God will also fall.

"Run, run as far as you can." Shen Mu said in a deep voice.

He held a beating heart in his hand, and his eyes were fixed on the bloody, thin figure, like a snake staring at its prey, "No matter where you go, your heart can't go with you, please feel the loneliness and pain of my body involuntarily." ”

Qian Han held the position of the heart on his chest, his teeth creaked, and the faint beating under the palm of his hand told him that the heart was still there, it was Hesui's heart.

Shen Mu dug out her heart in just a few seconds of contact with her.

This heart is very different from a human heart, it is smaller, more transparent, and radiant, like a gemstone carved from red crystal.

What a work of art!

It is exquisitely clear, containing the aura of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and also carrying the vitality of the owner.

Shen Mu's gaze froze: Why doesn't its owner know how to cherish such a work of art? He hid this thing in her shell that day, could it be that he wanted to witness today's situation?

Thinking like this, he actually had a trace of resentment.

(End of chapter)