The pure golden fairy bones slowly took shape in Wang Xiaotao's body, supporting countless powers of faith to circulate endlessly in her body, repairing her body, perfecting her root bones, and shaping her godhead.

The half-godhead that was once less than perfect is gradually being completed.

Fairies are becoming gods today.

Feeling the unprecedented changes in his body, how much money he can't buy, and how much elixir he eats is difficult to achieve, Wang Xiaotao still cried and shook his head, desperately dodging the overwhelming pale human soul.

Hiding from the enviable God-given opportunity.

"Get out of here, get out of here, get out of ······"

"······"

She was still full of energy at first, accentuating her tone word by word, but she repeated the sentence over and over again, repeating and repeating, her voice became softer and softer, as if all her strength had been drained.

The world was shaking, Wang Xiaotao staggered up from the ground, turned around and ran away, staggered, fell into the soil, and continued to get up and escape.

Fall, run again, fall again, run again.

She returned to the Eight Hundred Li Jing River many years ago in a trance, but at this time she was even more embarrassed and desperate than back then, just low and muttered, get out, get out, I don't want you, I don't want you.

"Daddy, Auntie, look, look! I have the power of faith, many, many powers of faith, I have money, I am rich. ”

"Look at my blood, it's golden, I'm a Fuyao mother! I'm going to have my own godhead soon, and if you believe me, I'll become a god myself, I don't want you, I don't want you to sacrifice to me······"

Wang Xiaotao did not hesitate to cut his wrist, but only a drop of golden blood was left from the huge wound, which fell to the ground and turned into a small piece of gold.

Wang Xiaotao muttered, "I am Fuyao Niangniang, a Fuyao Niangniang with thousands of believers······"

A pale soul shadow who had been accompanying Wang Xiaotao touched Wang Xiaotao's head, it was Daddy's breath, Wang Xiaotao seemed to hear Daddy say, "You are Xiaomos." ”

Wang Xiaotao shook her head desperately, bursting into tears, "I'm not Xiaomos, I'm not, I'm Fuyao Niangniang, I can save you, I'm Fuyao Niangniang, I have power, you see, I have power!" ”

"I'm grown up, I can save you······ I can do it! ”

"You ······ Go to the dead! ”

Why don't you go!

Why stay with me! Why don't you die!

Why!

Go, go!

I don't want you anymore!

You go to reincarnation, you go to the next life!

Don't follow me, don't follow me!

Let me die! Die!

But no matter where she hid, no matter what she said, these pale souls pounced on her body like moths to the flames.

Heaven and earth are vast, there is no way to escape, there is nowhere to hide.

She could only passively accept this huge sacrifice.

Wang Xiaotao tried to kill herself, trying to bite off her tongue, bite her wrist, and smash her head, but her godhead was already complete, no matter how she hurt her body, the power of faith could quickly repair her body.

Wang Xiaotao stumbled and even took the initiative to run in the direction where Ao Shun was, and opened his arms towards Ao Shun, who had no movement.

"Ao Shun!"

"Ao Shun!"

"Ao Shun!"

Wang Xiaotao desperately shouted Ao Shun's name, calling him to kill herself, she had never looked forward to Ao Shun so much.

Don't you hate me! Aren't you going to eat me? Don't you want revenge!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Eat me! Kill me!

Come on!

But Ao Shun's soul had long been devoured by countless pale soul shadows, and after those pale soul shadows ate Ao Shun's dragon soul, they rushed to Wang Xiaotao's direction with red dragon soul fragments without looking back, and melted into her body, adding luster to her godhead.

Soul and soul are in harmony.

This time, even Ao Ren couldn't find fault with it.

Wang Xiaotao's godhead deeply exudes the dragon flavor of Ao Shun, and only the deep fusion of godhead and soul can have such a fusion.

She is indeed the surviving widow of Ao Shun.

Countless points of light in the sky, gentle and vast, unrepressible towards Wang Xiaomoss poured in, like meteors, like the Milky Way, like all vast, quiet and eternal existence.

That is the expectation and expectation of countless people.

They gave up the hope of reincarnation again, no longer reincarnated, and volunteered to sacrifice to help her get rid of the entanglement of Ao Shun's dragon soul, help her leave the Mirror of Asking Hearts, and thousands of souls paved a road to heaven for Wang Xiaotao's way to godhood.

Wang Xiaotao fell to the ground again, choking on a mouthful of soil, and his face was full of muddy water.

Since the beginning of the world, there has never been such an embarrassed god in this world.

The tip of Wang Xiaotao's nose was sour and hot, her brain was numb, and the pain spread from her chest, so she gave up running away and fell to the ground crying like a child.

Isn't everything going to get better?

It's all a lie!

Deceptive ······

They say that I can protect you if I have the strength, why is everything getting worse and worse?

What am I doing wrong? Why?

Why!

The heavenly staircase that could walk out of the Asking Heart Mirror was transferred to Wang Xiaotao's feet at some point, and countless souls stood behind her, holding their little gods, and walked up the heavenly staircase of infinite vitality.

With the support of countless pale souls, Wang Xiaotao was forced to move forward step by step.

"Xiaomos, go forward, keep walking, go out, everything will be fine, Daddy will always push you behind you, don't be afraid."

A big rough hand was placed behind Wang Xiaotao, gently pushing her forward.

"A-Niang is also there."

"Moss, don't look back, keep moving forward, good."

A warm hand was placed behind Wang Xiaotao, gently pushing her forward.

"Don't be afraid, Moss is the bravest, isn't it! I cried all day long! Moss isn't a coward, is it? ”

A small and immature hand was also placed behind Wang Xiaotao, gently pushing her up.

Wang Xiaotao paused suddenly, this voice, this hand······

It turned out that Dandan was also behind her.

Inadvertently, her palm was already larger than Dandan's palm.

She grew up.

Her eyes that had long been dry could still leave blood and tears, and golden blood flowed out of her eye sockets, Wang Xiaomos couldn't cry, trembling all over, and was pushed forward by countless invisible hands behind her, leaving a little mottled golden seal on the heavenly steps.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Go ahead.

Stay alive.

Everything will be fine.

Definitely, it will be fine.

Countless pale souls stretched out their hands to Wang Xiaotao, who was walking up the heavenly steps step by step, and gently pushed her forward.

Among these people are the village chief, Wang Xiaotao's former neighbors, Wang Xiaotao's uncles and aunts who can't be named, and her long-dead relatives, relatives and friends.

Wang Xiaotao finally knew that in the 800 miles of Jing River, 600,000 people suffered such a tragic death, why there was no resentment, and why a large number of resentment crystals were not formed.

It was none other than the souls of 600,000 people in the 800-mile Jing River who helped Wang Xiaotao in the mirror of inquiry.

They had been following Wang Xiaotao.

watched this little girl step by step walk up to the Nine Heavens to avenge their grievances, watched her erect a monument for them, and avenge their dragon slaying.

They had always been her strongest backing, and they watched her, waiting for her revenge, or her joining.

Whether she succeeds or fails, they welcome her.

There are countless pairs of gentle and firm hands behind him, holding her and lifting her when Wang Xiaotao is about to fall countless times.

Supporting her step by step, slowly and firmly, she walked up the heavenly steps, step by step out of this bright world.

Wang Xiaotao's lips were bitten out of her blood, she wanted to go back and look at their faces again, she wanted to tell them that she missed them very much.

She wanted to look back and look at the old man's face again.

She was afraid that she would forget their faces, and she would never be able to do it again.

But the pale spirits seemed to sense her thoughts, and gently but firmly caressed the back of her head, preventing her from turning back.

You can't turn back, and if you turn back, you won't be able to leave, and everything will fall short.

There's no turning back.

If you want to leave the Mirror of Inquiry, you can't turn back!

Wang Xiaotao stiffly stopped turning around, stiffened his body and walked towards the highest place of the heavenly steps step by step.

Snowflakes slowly began to fall in the sky of the Mirror of Questions.

Wang Xiaotao caught a snowflake floating in front of her, this snowflake was a rare gray, lighter and thinner than confetti gold leaf, and it was scattered with the wind without blowing.

This is soul ash.

Ashes of the soul.

After death, people can go to reincarnation and die, and their souls will not turn into such gray soul ashes.

One person's death would not have caused such a large area of soul ashes.

Only when there is no rebirth, the soul is shattered will produce this kind of soul ash.

I don't know how many souls will pass away to cause this overwhelming soul ash.

Gray snowflakes floated lightly in the air, and soon, a faint layer of gray frost was covered on the surface.

In the patches of soul ashes, Wang Xiaotao's pale lips were stained with bright golden blood, looking more strange and gorgeous than before, and she was incomprehensibly beautiful.

Golden blood dripped from the high heavenly steps to the ground, and the light soul ash was quickly dyed color, looking like golden dazzling hibiscus blooming in winter, with thrilling gorgeousness.

The world mourns frost.

(It should be) the last abuse!! Moss shouldn't suffer anymore after this!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!

Even if the encounter of Xiaomoss is placed on the body of a dog and a chicken, that dog and that chicken will stand up and resist fate!

Please also forgive me for a series of crazy batch operations of the little moss behind!

Thank you Athland for your monthly ticket support!

Thank you for the lost memories, you will never remember the barefoot moss of your classmates!

You've pinched so much, and you're so gorgeous, I'm ready to watch those videos and get a few sets of clothes for Moss.

At present, the most gorgeous and valuable setting is the official uniform of the god after Xiao Moss officially became a god, and she is going to get a crown for her Hahaha╮(╯▽╰)╭ (that is, the string of beads in front of the emperor's hat) looked at the information, and the gods with relatively large coffee positions can wear this kind of hat

(End of chapter)