Ji Hua stopped, but did not look back.

The back of the white clothes is like the cold of the snow of the high mountains, the wind rolls up the hem of his clothes, and the blue cloud patterns on the edge of the clothes flow in the air, adding a bit of softness and elegance.

Tianxiu looked at Ji Hua's back, and sighed a little in his voice, "He is the instrument spirit of the Imperial Divine Order, and the Imperial Divine Decree was created by you, so he probably worships you as a god." ”

"But he watched his god fall from the altar with his own eyes."

"How can you stand it?"

"If it was you in the past," Tianxiu looked at Ji Zhuo, and his voice was determined, "you wouldn't abandon the people of Changshou Town." ”

It thought of her before, innocent, mad and arrogant, shouldering the burden of a world on her shoulders, pointing to the sky, and promising to the people of God's legacy.

"God will forsake you, God will forsake you, I will not."

"I don't believe in the gods, I only believe in myself."

"If you believe me, then follow me against the fate of being abandoned by the gods, and do not rely on the gods, but only on yourself, so that this land will be prosperous and eternal forever!"

The land of the gods, the forgotten places of the gods.

To be precise, it is the failure of the Creator.

There are thousands of worlds, and the divine realm can't take care of so many, such a place forgotten by the gods will soon be annihilated in the three thousand worlds.

Leave no trace.

And her appearance made the world, in front of the gods, fiercely brush a wave of existence.

A plane of bad luck.

Suddenly, they worked together to gather the luck that was about to dissipate.

And it's getting more and more prosperous.

The entire land of the gods is her followers.

The name of the high priest of the land of the gods relic, resounded throughout the three thousand worlds, and hung on the merit list of the Thousand Spirits Altar in the divine realm for a long, long time.

Succeeded in slapping the face of the gods.

Condemned the irresponsible Creator.

As for why she can do it, it has to do with her special strength, but it's not that whoever has the strength will carry a heavy burden.

After the gods noticed her.

Confirmed the look, this is a workaholic.

It's very suitable for coming to the god realm to work overtime.

Every day, I want to dig her up to work in the god realm.

Tianxiu couldn't help laughing, and when she looked at her in front of her again, her smile gradually faded, and regret rose in her heart again.

She finally destroyed the land of the gods with her own hands.

Falling off the altar was only a thought.

If you go back, it's a long way.

"It's probably because Ji Hua thinks that you will still go, you will shoulder a heavy burden, you will be betrayed, and you will fall off the altar, so he wants to walk all the roads for you, so that you have no way out, oh no, it should be for you to walk smoothly."

"Even if it's fake, he wants to indulge in the illusion of replacing it with his body, imagining that he has taken on everything, and you will be fine."

"Self-deception is in vain."

Tianxiu looked at Ji Hua's back, and felt that the melon seeds were a little tasteless, and couldn't help but add in his heart:

He's a sick silly flower.

Longevity Town has a relationship with Xi Zhuo?

Is it useful to toss yourself yourself?

Ji Hua probably has masochistic tendencies, right?!

Really sick.

Ji Zhuo looked at him quietly, and then lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the palm of his hand was the Imperial Divine Order, and gently rubbed it with his fingertips.

"Xiaohua, come back, obedient."

Ji Hua didn't move, and Ji Zhuo spoke again.

The voice was gentle, with a toughness that could not be refused, and his expression was cold, not looking at him, but his attention was always on him.

Ji Hua still didn't react.

Only spotless garments fluttered in the wind.

"If you don't obey again, I don't want you anymore."

Her eyes drooped, almost childishly threatening.

Ji Hua finally moved, the hand holding the sword tightened, and then slowly let go, and suddenly smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were as light as a spring breeze.

"Your Excellency is fine, it's fine."

I believe that without him, she can still be safe and happy.

Ji Zhuo's hand holding the Imperial Divine Order slowly tightened, his expression became colder and colder, his eyes were dark and dark, and there was fire fermenting.

"But I want you to be well."

The voice seemed to be as calm as usual, but there was a hint of anger.

Ji Hua was stunned, the smile on his lips was a little thicker, and his voice was gentler than the spring breeze, "If the adults are fine, Ji Hua will be fine." ”

Just know she's okay.

Either way, he thought it was excellent.

Ji Zhuo didn't feel the slightest emotion when he heard it, he just felt unreasonable, and suddenly teleported in front of him, only a foot away from him.

"Ji Hua, don't disobey me."

There was anger surging in her deep, dark eyes.

Ji Hua's long eyelashes trembled, and the blood in his eyes had long since dissipated, only a handful of snow silver.

He leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips.

Meek with a light coax.

"There's no disobedience, it's just a coquettish affair with you, okay?"

Ji Zhuo was almost angry, and wanted to push the man away, but he still grabbed him by the collar, pulled him closer and looked him straight in the eye.

"I am burdened with monstrous karma, and my hands are stained with the blood of a living being, and I am no longer the high priest of the Divine Relic Land, let alone a god."

"So, you think that if you abuse yourself here, I will be able to return to the altar?"

"Can all of this be treated as if it never happened?"

"Joke!"

Ji Zhuo sneered, with sarcasm in his eyes.

Ji Hua's body stiffened, and the things he had been trying to escape were torn apart mercilessly, deep and melancholy, and drenched in blood.

His voice was a little astringent, and there was confusion in his eyes, "My lord, please don't say it, I'm in so much pain, I don't know what to do......"

It just hurts.

So I wanted to find a way that didn't hurt so much.

Thousands of cuts, no memories hurt.

He prefers to repeat the same mistakes again and again.

With another kind of pain, suppress the pain of witnessing the fall of the gods.

Ji Zhuo was silent suddenly, his grip on his collar was slightly loosened, and his tone was a little softer, "Ji Hua, the matter has come to this, what's the point of escaping?" ”

"I don't know what to do......"

Ji Hua looked at her in a daze, his eyes swaying in his eyes, he had witnessed her being betrayed by the believers, and then fell to the altar and destroyed the place of the gods, and finally the heavenly way descended and killed.

He blocked it, but the beauty of the past and present is still only a mess, and he can't restore it.

What else could he do?

"You said you couldn't help yourself, so who do you want, the demons?"

Ji Zhuo let go of him, his expression cold.

"Ji Hua, is it because I am no longer a god, so would you rather go along with the demons in your heart than listen to me?"

She was no longer his god.

And he just needs to go to the high priest of the land of the gods.

But she's not anymore.

Not anymore.

"No," Ji Hua's always calm expression was flustered, and he quickly denied, "I didn't mean that......"

He lowered his eyes, hiding the smile in his eyes, and his tone was calm and cold, as if he was a little disappointed.

"If it's not, how can you be so unruly?"

"I ......"

Ji Hua suddenly didn't know how to argue, looked at her a little stunned, and then lowered his head to pull her sleeve, "My lord, you know ...... clearly"

Ji Zhuo looked at his hand.

Ruthlessly slowly pulled out the sleeves of his shirt.

"I don't know."

Ji Hua looked at the empty hand and panicked.

"Adult ......"

Ji Zhuo's eyes were cold and detached when he looked at him.

"All I know is that you'd rather stay in the illusion than accompany me down that thorny path......"