"He collected all his belongings, put on his lover's wedding dress, and waited at their door again and again, year after year, day after day."

"The increasingly powerful creature inadvertently glimpsed the ancient god, and saw the beautiful ancient god keep murmuring: 'Mo girl, I love it very much.'" ”

"In this way, the people of the world do not dare to take the surname Mo, so as not to touch the sorrow of the ancient gods who founded."

Mo Zishu's heart was cold at the moment, knowing that she couldn't run, but she would not be indifferent.

The woman combed the long hair of the Mo family's children, and her slender fingers like jade onions circled her temples: "What is my sister thinking?" ”

"I'm wondering if you're the bride of the ancient gods."

Mo Zishu's eyes were like torches, and she grabbed the woman's soft hair violently, and said with a smile: "In this world, except for me, an alien star, but except for another god, no one can be surnamed Mo."

This well-known myth is not only a story of word of mouth, but also a rule set by the gods who created the world.

In order to wait for his bride, who did not return, this god did not allow others to call such a surname, just so that he could find his beloved bride early and at the first time, so no one in the world dared to have the surname Mo.

Those with ink as their surname all died early, and their spiritual veins were mottled, which was lower than that of livestock!

"Good boy." The woman gently pulled out her finger and tapped the corner of Mo Zishu's mouth, feeling that this little wolf-like little guy was very interesting: "That Demon Venerable still spoils you very much, and he doesn't lock you up every day, but instead gives you a story, and lets you mess around." ”

Mo Zishu breathed a little, like a wild wolf caught in the back of the neck, and instantly opened his teeth and claws, ready to burst out, but was covered by the woman: "I'm a god, what don't I know?" ”

"I didn't have as good a life as you, I finally escaped, but I was locked up in this world by that guy and became a prisoner who can never escape."

The boundless torture and captivity left her blackened, and she was licked by tongues of fire and degraded into a black hell.

She, obviously, is the existence of the light.

The woman thought about it and said softly: "Actually, I don't lose either. After all, the founder of this world was broken by me and thrown into the endless void. ”

A bone-piercing chill swept over Mo Zishu's whole body, her hair stood on end, her heart trembled, and she couldn't wait to stay away from this veritable madman.

"However, there is always a reward for doing bad things. Therefore my spirit was chastened and divided into two halves. ”

"Good boy, if you want to live, listen to me and kill another god." The woman smiled, her rounded fingertips slid to the little fox's neck, "I can help you get rid of that thing that controls you." ”

Get rid of that thing that controls you.

Shake off.

That's a very tempting word!

Mo Zishu's mouth was dry, and her emotions were surging.

She could sense that there was no malice in the might, but the god had no joke at all with the idea of breaking her neck if he was disobedient.

Looking at it this way, it is not clear how to choose at this time.

The woman covered her mouth and laughed again, and at this moment, the crisp sound of the impact of the pearl and jade was like a hellish murmur in Mo Zishu II: "Good boy." You're a very smart child, but you're too weak to be an ant at my disposal. ”

The woman leaned over and blew into Mo Zishu's ear, watching her long hair rise slightly, and she was even more pleasant: "No matter how you struggle, good boy." As long as you help me kill my other half, I can tolerate any thoughts or small actions in between. ”