Hua Hanxiang wiped her hands slowly, and said nonchalantly: "It's just two dirty ants, and if you pinch them to death, you will die." Stinky girl, although you are despicable and shameless, you are also a god, and you have such compassion? ”

"I certainly have compassion for my believers. As for these two dirty things, I don't care if they die. Ruan Ling shook his head and frowned, "You should understand what I mean." We gods cannot kill at will. Aren't you afraid of the damnation of God? ”

"I don't care." Hua Hanxiang sat down and arranged her hair carelessly.

"How can you not care?" Ruan Ling looked at her and suddenly understood, "You have lost your godhead, I'm afraid it's because of this, right?" ”

Although God is endowed with great powers, there are also many constraints.

They can't kill at will.

Seeing that Hua Hanxiang's killing methods are so skillful and sharp, you know that she has never killed people before.

So why she lost her godhead is understandable.

"You've killed a lot of people?"

"I'm killing damned people." Hua Hanxiang said lightly, "You have to admit that some people just deserve to die." Since God doesn't punish them, I have to reluctantly do it for them. ”

She raised her eyes and saw the frowning appearance of the girl in white on the opposite side, and couldn't help giggling: "Look at your fuss." In years of famine and disaster, it is common for thousands of people to die. What is it if I kill a few scum who deserve it. ”

"I mean, it's quite right to see what you say, but what do you say if you rob my godhead? I didn't do anything harmful. I've got you covered! ”

"I can't help it." Hua Hanxiang leaned her back against the trunk of the tree, raised her face, closed her eyes, and exhaled softly, her tone was light, "I have lost my godhead for more than thirty years, and if I don't replenish my divine power, I will be gone." ”

"In addition to giving away and snatching, the godhead can also be cultivated." Ruan Ling was very puzzled, "In the past thirty years, where have you fooled around, and you have been so miserable?" ”

Ruan Ling's own godhead was given to her by others.

She was such a lazy person, so it was naturally impossible for her to cultivate by herself.

Hua Hanxiang opened her eyes and looked at her for a while, "A land god like me, who is about to kill people at every turn, even if he spends hundreds of years of hard work to cultivate his godhead, he will disappear quickly." ”

"So, it's still the most convenient to grab? I'm not going to be the first god you rob, am I? ”

"You're right, you're the first."

"So, where have you been all these decades?" Ruan Ling leaned over and asked with a gossipy face.

"What the hell is going on with you?" Hua Hanxiang glanced at her, "Although I robbed you of your things, you also took them back and made me clean." If you don't owe each other, you can roll. ”

"What if you come and rob me of my godhead again?"

"Can I still rob it?" Hua Hanxiang looked a little tired, leaned against the tree, and said weakly, "I said, my divine power has disappeared." Stinky girl, get away, don't bother me, let me stay alone and quietly. ”

Ruan Ling stood still, a pair of dark eyes, scrutinizing her face.

Without the godhead, the divine power dissipated, and her only fate was that her soul was scattered and ashes.

"You cultivate, after recondensing your godhead, don't kill people anymore." Ruan Ling said suddenly.

"I'm running dry now, what kind of cultivation do I have?" Hua Hanxiang smiled self-deprecatingly.