"Who is Yishidal?" Zong San looked at the necklace that Hua Yan took out and couldn't help asking.

The necklace in Huayan's hand is elegant and simple, but the silver thin chain is like a aggregate of moonlight, with a small drop of light red tears falling on it, with a sigh of beauty.

Hua Yan shook her necklace and smiled at Zong San, her burgundy eyes were as blurred as silk: "In the world where I was born, Goddess Isidal is the most beautiful god in the heavens. Of course, Isidal is actually me."

The answer was a bit unexpected. Zong San looked at the teardrop-shaped pendant and realized that he seemed to have never understood the Lord's past: "You?"

They are also immortal seeds, but compared to his sword that cannot control his own destiny, the lord's past is far more exciting than he imagined.

Hua Yan did not deny it, nodded and smiled, "Well, I also considered cultivating the God Foundation back then, and developed faith in the kingdom where I was born."

“How to do it?”

"It's very simple. Find a young man with potential but down-and-out, give him a promotion and salary increase and reach the peak of his life, and pull him from time to time. When he reaches the top, the people under his rule will become my believers."

“… Then why did you give up later?”

"Because I was cured of the second-year illness, peanuts were too long and boring at that time, and there was no other fun except to show off. When I was just transformed, I was trapped in a desolate state. A group of necromancers ran behind me. I was beaten by the Dark Mage at that time and then turned around and attacked by the Dark Saint, almost alarmed the Dark God. I accidentally got seriously injured and ran to the Elf's Moon

I was cultivated in Guanghu and accidentally created Isidal. What kind of gods are love and beauty? It is not difficult to give a racial peaceful and stable life in my realm, but it is too boring. I have been playing for a hundred years and got the divine character. I was so weak that I was bound to be bound by a lot. I still have to obey the laws of gods that I must not leave the heavens. When I saw it, I immediately found an excuse to kill Isidal. I guess you go back with me now and she is still the white moonlight in everyone's hearts."

Although I had known for a long time that the life of her lord was a thunderous comic, Zong San still felt a little complicated after hearing her description: "...Bai Yueguang, who is thirteen or fourteen years old?"

Hua Yan immediately laughed out loud: "Hahaha how is it possible? I must have used the adult form at that time. You don't know that I was more beautiful than I am now. The faith I collected was specially used to perfect the divine face. Unfortunately, I am beautiful in Yisidal's state, but it makes people feel despised. All the beauties are far away from me, and they don't even have the courage to come to me. How can you continue to play with me?"

Zong San rubbed the girl's hair without saying anything. Although Hua Yan's tone was free and easy, he could vaguely feel that those years were also lonely.

At that time, she had no relatives and had not been taken to the plant tribe. She was regarded as a must-have for psychics by the dark forces. She survived several times, but was so lonely that she could not integrate into the normal tribe.

Isn’t it because I give up the divine foundation and turn to practice the spiritual foundation because I hate this loneliness that seems to be endless?

When Zong San faced the somewhat immature God-Studying Person, he rarely felt a little soft and warm.

Then the next second it was broken by the shameless God-Surveyer.

Zong San took Hua Yan's hands that took the opportunity to touch his clothes and took out, held her slender wrists and pressed them on her thighs, facing Hua Yan's "behaved.jpg" expression.

"Why give this necklace to Sarana? People in the world don't need to have too outstanding appearance, right?" In order to prevent the god-taughter from walking towards the r18 strategy route, Zong San tried to make the topic back on track.

Hua Yan's eyes regretfully swept across Zong San's loose clothes and replied honestly: "That necklace contains the divine power I have cultivated. The quality of the divine power is very high and can maintain the vitality of the kaleidoscope."

The Uchiha family has a curse. After the Three Egoji Sharingan evolved into the Manechi Sharingan, the meridians gradually became blind because they could not bear the pupil force. Only by taking away the eyes of the closest relatives can they evolve into a more powerful eternal Manechi Sharingan. For example, Uchiha Madara got the eyes of his younger brother Uchiha Izuna, and Uchiha Sasuke got the eyes of Uchiha Itachi. The powerful but unknown Sharingans were based on the lives of their relatives as the basis for evolution.

Sarana's only relative is Uchiha Sasuke. In order to prevent all tragedies, Hana decisively strangled the possibility of father and daughter killing each other from the source.

Isidal's tears. Although this necklace has some wonderful side effects, it is indeed a divine thing that can maintain vitality.

"I condensed my divine nature at the beginning. Because of the attributes I carry, the divine nature that I may obtain actually includes the divine nature of the laws of life, nature, love, soul, and death."

Hua Yan gave Zong San science to the world view of another world: "Among them, nature is the highest level one divine nature, life, soul and death are the second level two divine nature that belong to nature and darkness, and love is the second level three divine nature."

Hua Yan flattened her mouth in a complicated mood and said with a little aggrieved: "If I had the natural divine character at the beginning, then I would definitely choose to build a divine foundation, even if it has many limitations."

"But I know that I admired too many people at that time. Not only did I fail to get the natural divine character, but I also missed other second-level divine characters and got the lowest-level divine character, so I gave up becoming a god and chose to become a monster."

This past is considered a dark history of Hua Yan. At that time, she offended the power of the dark camp to death. When she was eager to be strong, she was hit hard and incompletely.

"Although it is a god of love and beauty, the necklace still carries a part of the life divine power I have cultivated myself, and it is enough to maintain Sarana's vitality."

Hua Yan was lying in Zong San's arms, playing with his slender and powerful fingers. The sunlight outside the window gently splashed on them, so warm that it seemed that even his heart became hot.

Hua Yan held Zong San's hand and gently kissed his fingertips, saying calmly and gentlely: "Zong San, I like you."

Fu Sangshen, who had decadent and graceful beauty, turned his head slightly, and his strange pupils turned into transparent like glass under the sky light: "...well."

Hua Yan raised her face and said with a smile: "Your face is full of disbelief."

Zong San was silent for a moment before he replied calmly: "...I believe it or not, it doesn't matter, I just don't know how to reply to you."

"I am a decorative knife and have long lost the power that the actual combat knife should have. Compared with the many famous and powerful swords in Honmaru, I... are not enough to be your support."

"I can't be your support, but I have to rely on your spiritual power and your attachment to survive. After all, isn't it still a bird in a cage?"

"If you are facing a "master", then the fate of the knife cannot choose your own master. I just need to accept my fate; but if you are facing a "lover", there are always some principles that cannot be compromised."

Zong San thought calmly, maybe he had a very humble wish - at least he hoped that he would face her with the best or most complete self.

I don’t want you to fall in love with my “fragility” and “recognition”. Because I look down on such a weak self.

After all, even myself cannot admit that I am worthy of you now.

"Zong San is very nice and gentle." She raised her hand and gently covered his strange eyes that were once sad but now as peaceful as water, and smiled so brightly that the spring light shone brightly in her eyes, "You have the heart of a strong man."

With such a heart that can keep walking down with all the holes, and the unwillingness to fly when you are knocked into the valley, just like a tenacious plant, it is endless.

Hua Yan gently kissed his thin lips that were slightly pursed into a line and said softly: "Bless your love."

The sky is soft and warm, and the years are quiet.

However, the examiner who took the medicine was normal for a while, and then he started to peel again in a blink of an eye.

Finally, the whole Honmaru returned to the Shizhi government together. In order to celebrate everyone's successful return, Hua Yan said she would invite everyone to go to the restaurant.

One pill has more than 60 shakers, and it is almost necessary to take the whole audience to eat barbecue. The chef's candlestick Cut Guangzhong suggested that everyone just hold a barbecue party in the pill.

If you want to go out to buy ingredients, Huayan simply dragged Zong San out as a date.

Because I have to buy ingredients for more than 60 people, this is not a small amount, so there are quite a few people who go to Wanwu to help carry things. In addition to Dataidao and Naginata, I went there several times.

When Hua Yan was walking around with Zong San, she happened to meet another god-studyer who also passed by them with Zong Sanzuo's words.

The god-studyer looked like a newbie, and the Zong San probably was the first time he came to Wanwu, so it was very natural that the twenty-first lines in the sentence pierced Hua Yan's eardrum.

"Do you bring me here to show off your service?"

Sorrowful, sad, sarcastic and ridiculous with a faint smile, and his tone was so mean that it was at a loss.

At least the new god-studyer was stunned.

This long-lost middle-second line made Hua Yan look at him. After all, Zong San never spoke these lines like a little princess again after being poisoned by her several times.

Another sect three was stared by Hua Yan for a long time, and subconsciously turned around and glanced at him. Seeing that there was also a sect three standing beside Hua Yan, I immediately understood something.

Fu Hanshen, who was so depressed that he was almost gorgeous, laughed at himself, and his eyes were filled with sadness.

"Sure enough. Is it so attractive after falling into the hands of that devil?"

Hua Yan: "..."

Zong San: "..." I suddenly had a bad premonition in my heart.

Sure enough, the next second, Zong San found that his perspective suddenly became shorter again. As soon as he looked up, he saw "he" caressing his heart with a serious look on his face.

There is a place engraved with the devil's imprint...

Then, Zong San saw "he" pulling out his body knife with a serious face, with a bit of righteousness on his face as he was about to commit suicide by cesarean section, and said to him:

"You seem to be disliked by this mark."

"The iron-blooded man is not afraid of pain, so-"
Chapter completed!