After the Father had finished speaking, he looked at me quietly.

I stood side by side with him on the top of the mountain, and somehow snowflakes began to fall in the sky.

The snow white quietly covered up all the blood traces, and in the open space, there was only a quiet tombstone left, and the word Arlo was extremely eye-catching.

"Have you figured it out? Do you want to go to reincarnation? The Father spoke again, his voice soft.

I was about to speak, but he threw me a condition that I suddenly didn't want to refuse.

"Your little monk can be resurrected again, and you will be with him in a new identity."

"Really?" I didn't understand the smile in the Father's eyes, but these three words still sounded very tempting.

So I nodded decisively and handed my hand to the Father.

"I'll take your memories of this and bury them here, and when you remember everything, then it's the end of the game, and when the time comes, I hope you can take this responsibility again."

"Save the world?"

"Yes, fill the wormhole created by my departure."

"Am I going to die?" I'm not afraid of death, it's just that I don't want to see the little monk die again.

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Son, don't you really regret it?"

"Yes."

I was originally created by the Father, and even if I die because of mending the wormhole, it is my life, and I can't blame anyone.

The Father didn't say anything more, but directly struck at the center of my eyebrows, and I watched as he took out two points of light from my eyebrows, one black and the other green.

He said that the green is my memory of him and will be buried in the grave of the little monk. Sleeping with the boy I was thinking of.

The black ones are the demons and evil in my heart because of the little monk's emotion, which takes time to digest.

It can also be called a nightmare.

Because it is the evil of God, there is no subjective mind that can be integrated into the body of any human being, except me.

Because, God.

You can't have feelings...

The snowflakes are over, and the first buds of spring are drawn.

I also fell into a deep sleep, and when I woke up again, it was time for the next battle between gods and demons.

It was also during this war that I met Qin Yan and discovered the Nightmare Demon.

Meantime...

I met you too, my little monk, Arlo...

......

The memories are so long, so long.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw Ling'er sitting beside me, gently stroking the black and white scepter in her hand, and her originally psychic eyes suddenly became a little hollow.

"Your Majesty..."

He spoke suddenly, and I was stunned. Then he shook his head and said softly: "It's better to call my mother." I'm used to hearing it. ”

I spoke, rubbing his head as I normally would.

"Thank you for being with me for so many years, Ling'er."

The young man was stunned, and a few indelible lights burst out of his eyes, and he just looked at me blankly. Flashes of sadness, surprises, and a hint of helplessness.

He was created by me, and he is also the magic weapon that has been with me for the longest time.

The so-called Yin-Yang Book is just a diary of a god when he is bored.

The flames burned softly on the page, crackling.

But there was not a single trace of charring or debris, all of which turned into smoke and poured into the scepter.

I chuckled and took the scepter from the boy's hand, and in an instant, the penultimate mountain in the distance began to tremble, as if it were shifting, slowly approaching me.

In the middle of the air, a colorful road appeared, I took Ling'er's hand, jumped slightly, and walked directly up.

Sure enough, I still feel more comfortable being a god.

All things in heaven and earth can be used by me.

It's just that I don't understand, if Qin Luo is the little monk in my memory, then who is Su Han?

Why, he's been with me for so long?

The recovery of memories has made my whole body a lot lighter, and the worst result is to die, and it is impossible to get any worse, and before I know it, the pace under my feet is a little faster.

I quickly found what was left of my spiritual power on the sixth mountain range, and headed straight for the highest peak shrouded in smoke.

I used my mana, almost a few tens of meters to pause.

So it didn't take long for me to reach the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain was empty, as if it could be flattened with a sword, and the purple soil had no vegetative rhizomes. Just so naked under the firmament.

I stretched out my hand and gently carved a spell in the air, and a box slowly rose from the ground beneath my feet.

Just as I buried it with my own hands, there was only a black and white bead inside, containing the energy to destroy heaven and earth, and then it was quietly stuck on my scepter.

It's all back, so isn't it time to say separation?

I need the corpse of the demon to fill the space wormhole, and I also want to take another look at the little monk.

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind in my ears.

I didn't move, I just stood calmly.

Soon, the owner of the wind appeared, Su Han, Qin Yan, and Qin Luo.

"Why are you hiding it from me?" As soon as Qin Luo appeared, he asked me directly.

I looked back, shook my head at the familiar and unfamiliar face.

It's really a creation and a man, his name is Qin Luo, but that soul is not A Luo's.

I didn't answer him, but looked at Qin Yan, as if he also knew that when we were about to tear our faces, he had no longer suppressed the demonic qi in his body, but let the main body of the enma entrenched in that dantian.

I suddenly wanted to laugh, what would he do if he knew that the Enma in my own body was actually just my evil thoughts?

But I couldn't laugh, because in Su Han's dilapidated-looking body, I saw a familiar figure.

My little monk!

Why is this happening!

I didn't believe it, so I reached out and pinched his wrist and directly probed everything he had.

Only then did I realize that he was the one I wanted to find in my reincarnation.

My little monk - Arlo.

"No... No.... No way! ”

I looked at the sky, my eyes were sore, and I wanted to cry, but I couldn't cry anymore.

I have been restored to my divine body, and there are no tears.

"The goddess... Hello, see you again. ”

"You... It's still so beautiful! ”

Suddenly, a pair of hands gently climbed up my cheeks, and I lowered my head, and fell into the purple eyes.

Gentle, familiar, clean...

But.... Why him!

My baby...

"Nope! No! No! How so, why is this happening! "I was a little out of control, and suddenly I was extremely angry.

Before the father left, he clearly said that the little monk and I would be together.

How's that...

"Mother... Are you weird? ”

"You know?" I was stunned and looked back at Ling'er blankly.

The young man sneered and walked directly in front of Qin Luo, his fingers suddenly turned into sharp claws, and stabbed into Qin Luo's body fiercely.

He was moving so fast that I could see what he was doing, but I didn't stop him.

What made me even more unexpected was that the Hades King, who was so powerful at this time, was pinched by Ling'er, and fell to the ground with a frightened face.

Yes, with a look of horror on the face.

Panic.

Everything that shouldn't have been on his face came out at this moment.

Ling'er chuckled again, and directly reached out to tear open Qin Luo's chest, which turned out to be empty.

Yes, empty!

There were no organs, just a black, glowing spirit stone.

I stared blankly at the people on the ground and looked up at Qin Yan.

The man burst into laughter.

"How? Isn't it pleasantly surprised, isn't it exciting? ”

"Qin Luohe..."

"Qin Luo?" Qin Yan raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth hooked up a kind of disdain that belonged to the winner, and he flicked his hand directly, and the body that belonged to Qin Luo stood up again with his arms open.

"Fake?" I spoke.

"I can't say it, it's just that I deliberately made a fake shell for you, and then divided the soul of your so-called little monk into two halves, one part of the seal is the Su Han you see, and the other part is Su Han who has been with you."

"Yes, I think I also did a great thing, that is, your little monk, in fact, has always had a memory, and then watched you be with others! Isn't it exciting! ”

Su Han and I were stunned at the same time.

I couldn't believe it, I looked at Qin Yan.

The man smiled proudly, and stretched out his hand to pull out a trace of solitary soul from Qin Luo's body, which was the missing part of Su Han's body.

"Now you know why you and Qin Luo are always cutting and messing up."

"Because the main soul is in Qin Luo's body, but the reincarnated person is another person."

"Oh yes, do you still want to know, why Qin Luo doesn't love you?"

"Because... He has no heart, no love, so what can he love you..."

"Hahahaha... Goddess, I'm not very good! ”

Qin Yan smiled arrogantly, pinching that lonely soul to death. Next to me, Su Han's face was as pale as paper at this moment, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his cheeks.

"You... Are you alright..."

My mind was in a mess for a while, and I didn't even know what to call him, so I could only instinctively merge all my spiritual power into his body, and then I didn't know what to call him.

At this moment, he is like a bottomless pit, which cannot be filled at all.

"What do you want?" After pondering for a moment, I carefully placed Su Han on the ground and handed it to Ling'er.

Tai got up and picked up the scepter again, standing quietly opposite Qin Yan.

Since he is my inner demon, he naturally represents evil and desire.

So, if you extinguish his desires, everything can be over.

"What do I want?"

Qin Yan sneered, and became more and more public: "What do I want, don't the goddess know?" ”

"I want to live forever..."

"You're a demon, and you won't die." I said calmly, not in a mess.

"Yes, I won't die, but there are still you in this world! As long as you're there, you're in danger. Therefore, I must kill you to gain eternal life and become the master of heaven and earth! The black gas all over his body tossed away his originally handsome face.

The body that used to belong to a human being also turned into a black mist, and a human face that was seventy percent similar to me floated up and down.

"You can't kill me." I said it very directly.

Ever since He founded me, God has made it clear to me that as long as there is an inch left on earth, I will not die.

"Yes, I know... I can't kill you. ”

"And you, after recovering your memory, can easily kill me, and there won't even be a scum left."

"So, are you going to threaten me with Arlo's soul?" I sneered.

"Don't forget, I was able to resist not saving him back then, and now do you think I'll give up?"

"yes..."

"But what if you add that?" Suddenly, he raised his hand again, and Xiaoxue, who had been settled by me, suddenly appeared, looking at us with a frightened face.

Not only that, but even Ling'er next to me spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Goddess, in fact, you can't blame me, no way, the temptation of immortality is too great..."