How should a person spend his life?

Qianning Frost doesn't know, because everyone has their own answer.

But she knows that people should at least live a lifetime as human beings, suffering, happiness, and regret......

All kinds of life, your own life.

People should have their own will, their own brain.

Instead of a person who claims to be the first wise man in the world, as if he has never seen the most primitive weapon of human beings, the bow and crossbow, shouting at a weapon made by the brainless hand, he has never seen it before;

is not a leader who commands the world, like a female monkey in estrus, without a trace of normal people's self-love and reason;

It's not that the whole world is like a group of uncivilized beasts who only know how to mate and fight, fighting all day long for how to perform better, for the little in the lower body, called love, coming and going on the land of Nuoda.

The brain should not be a necessity of life, just hang it around the neck.

When Tang San was smashed to pieces by Angela under the tower, Thousand Condensation Frost had already disappeared into the tower.

People, found.

Even the God King of Destruction and the God King of Life did not complete the goal of the last world, but only appeared in the so-called Great God Circle, and they had already found people.

This person who has tormented the entire universe for countless years, the person who claims to be the creator god, did not hide in incredible corners, let alone hide in the city and return to the ordinary, but hid in the circle of the great gods.

There was some surprise.

But thinking that Tang San was his projection, it seemed that everything was reasonable again.

How can this kind of person be willing to live in the ordinary, even if the whole world thinks that he is a garbage in essence, and everyone stands in front of him and scolds him, he will think that he is the best person in the world, and he is even the most kind person;

But he is so timid, he has been hiding in time, manipulating the world to satisfy his self-touch, even if no one can actually resist him......

The Great Circle of Gods is a good place, with enough gods to seem to be a little more powerful, even if they are useless.

It also has enough 'nobility' to live a life that means nothing to God.

"My love, my love......"

The so-called black hand has a face that is not divided between men and women like Tang San, and there is a trace of obscenity and treachery in his eyes;

There is no too strong momentum, like a mercenary businessman.

He kept saying, "My love, my love......"

Repetitive, meaningless words.

Probably an affectionate person.

If you ignore the blood in his mouth, ignore the already mutilated corpse, ignore the words of those warblers around him.

He was eating corpses, drinking human blood, and occasionally swallowing blood mixed with food.

The warblers and swallows around him looked at him affectionately and infatuatedly, but they were just a group of phantoms, a group of puppets.

Because of the corpse he was holding, the surrounding Yingying Yanyan could only be a phantom.

But he really couldn't give up this corpse, he couldn't leave this corpse, he seemed to be bound to this corpse.

- The corpse of the true creator God.

"Excellent man, what's wrong with enjoying the three palaces and four courtyards!" Facing Qian Ningshuang's disdainful eyes, he looked at the mutilated corpse in his arms, his face was full of hatred, he seemed to hate this corpse.

But then, his eyes changed, and he was extremely tender, he really couldn't do without the corpse.

"My love, my love......"

It's boring, it's really boring.

Qian Ningshuang thought that the other party was the black hand who had planned the endless years of the universe, and the result was such a thing;

She thought that the other party was also a person with the name of the creator god, and he should be vigorous in the end, at least decent.

Thousand Frost raised her spear.

The spear emitted a divine light, as if the stars were falling.

The person holding the corpse looked at the spear and smiled, as if Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were holding the wisdom beads.

Qian Ningshuang also smiled, and turned around with his spear, facing the sky.

Why do you always feel that you are a fool all over the world, and your mind is very smart when it is less than two taels of tofu?

Yu Xiaogang is like this, Tang San is like this, and the Tang family's grass seed grass grandson is also like this.

The same is true of the so-called "Creation God" in front of us.

"This blow pierces the stars!"

The Great Divine Circle in front of him was a cage used to trap the cage of Thousand Frosts.

It is impossible for the other party to do nothing, the rabbit is in a hurry and bites, and when it hits the other party's hometown, there should be a last resort.

And on the other side, the figure has disappeared.

But, it's all meaningless.

The cavalry rushed into the universe in an instant, bringing endless destruction.

It's a planet of life.

"What's the point of killing me, this world doesn't belong to you.

"It's not just that you will have the power of time, and it's not just that you will lock in uniqueness, this world still belongs to me." He seemed to be thinking about it.

The Black Hand is not the creator god, but he does have a part of the authority of the creator god.

What he said was true.

"Can you be decent? Go and stay in the eternity! "It seems that Qian Ning Frost really can't kill him.

It can only be trapped in endless reincarnation.

"You can make the world yours." Suddenly, a sword with wings appeared.

"Oh, Xiaoyou, how do you do it?" Qian Ning Frost turned around and looked at the Holy Sword Glolander who suddenly appeared behind him.

She was not polite, and the authority of the creator god was not so easy to usurp.

The real Glonder can carry the whole world bubble into her body, and she should be able to do it too.

"His usurpation of the authority of the creator god was too violent, which led to his own problems and the need to set fixed nodes.

"He probably couldn't let go of his body, and he didn't have the patience to really go through the creation of the world.

"You can go and try.

"According to my inference, the first beautiful girl in the world, from the time when you really arrived in the world, you will go against the current until the moment when the world is created and born.

"Of course, it's not just a matter of going through it once, it's about carrying the whole world, watching everyone's joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and witnessing all history.

"Only then can you really carry the whole world and reorganize the historical nodes.

"The most important thing is that people in the world are not too mentally retarded."

Qianning Frost suddenly, no wonder.

She had always wondered when she appeared in the past time and space, and she thought that in order to find the mastermind behind the scenes, she was ready for the black hand to hide in other places again.

But things have come to this point, and I don't see a mission that I need to go back to the past to complete.

"And you can really remove the influence of the black hand on the whole world.

"But at the same time, you should understand the butterfly effect, that is, you can't do anything but watch."

"Ah, it doesn't matter." Anyway, the real tragedy didn't have time to happen, and the only one that can be considered a tragedy is Bibi Dong.

But something has to be sacrificed, otherwise where will she find Qianrenxue.

"It's just, is there any difference between me usurping the world like this and the ultimate goal of the black hand eating corpses?" Thousand Frost muttered to herself.

Yes, it's just a difference in means, but there is no difference in the end.

But, there is always something to be sacrificed.