Human emotions are really fragile.

Morra sighed in her heart, but she didn't say it. Looking at the eyes of the human woman, all the secrets in her heart appeared in her own world, infatuation, dependence, fear, worry, hope and despair, but these feelings and thoughts had no effect on Morra, as if she was watching another stranger's story. No matter how touching it was, after this time, she would no longer have those thoughts.

However, although his promise was the words of human beings, after he achieved the highest, he still reminded him of that history of human beings in his heart.

At this moment, he is already a God, but the things and memorials that have been for man cannot be changed even if he makes time go back to June. It is a true and indelible trace portrayed in the soul.

However, it doesn't matter.

Morra smiled indifferently, and the vast, holy and glorious face made no one present see clearly except the White Tiger.

Xuesina looked at the face hidden under glory. Even though tears had flowed out of her eyes, and even if the nerves connecting her eyes and the brain were about to burn to ashes, she still insisted on watching, looking at the existence who was once human, thinking about the promise he made to herself in the world over and over in her heart.

But Mora was unmoved. The feelings in the world seemed precious, but for the short life of human beings less than a hundred years, these feelings were not deep enough for the lives counting thousands of years. It was not that the gods had no feelings, but that their feelings had been settled through the world for too long, and were no longer the hardness that could be understood by human beings in the short world.

To put it simply, the relationship between a person who knows for a minute and a friend he has known for decades is naturally different.

Many times, the long night or life in a person's life is actually just a passerby who has a chance to meet at first sight.

Even if the choice made by that friend who has been for decades is wrong within that minute, a good friend who has been for decades is a stranger at a glance, and that mistake is really nothing to worry about for friends and themselves. So what will happen? Do you still need to guess?

God and man should not actually have an intersection, even if one is created by the other.

Human beings’ own historical facts have proved this. When children grow up, they always have to leave their parents and their wives to live together.

Xuesina's eyes were completely blinded by the Supreme Divine Light, but the Supreme Light still shone the boundless glory into her sea of ​​consciousness through her eyes, but she could not find that familiar feeling.

The boundless light surrounded her, but there was a sad coldness in her heart, as if she suddenly entered the severe winter from the Doges. The biting temperature reached the depths of her soul, and she could not find a reason to be warm.

But Xuesina still maintained the look upward action, with bright red blood flowing down from her eyes and then evaporated by the divine light. The snow-white skin on her face turned yellow and burnt like a fire, but the weak bones were stalemate like hard iron stone.

But neither Mora nor White Tiger were moved, including the remnant soul of the water-based god sealed in the palm of Mora's hand, did not show any surprise.

During the long time, they have seen too many such stories, and even a hundred and ten thousand times more tragic than her. Nothing in humans will shock their hearts, because the snails will never be able to understand the realm of Turtle Shou.

Even if wisdom allows, his life length does not allow it. When she has not yet developed to understand that kind of emotion, life has already dissipated in the void.

However, some things are OK.

That supreme wisdom is not completely ruthless. After seeing the changes of civilization for thousands of years, it is not that I do not understand the glory of life and death in that moment, but I am just unwilling to compare it.

From the perspective of a human woman, she has done well, so that's it.

Morra pinched his left hand, and the body of the water-based god who was captured by him and the remains of her soul were all pinched into the most thorough dust and power laws, turning into a vortex-shaped object, constantly reuniting.

The supreme divine power continues to pass through the body of the main god, tempering the essence of it, making it suitable for a certain soul.

Morra tightened her right hand, and Xuesna's body and soul also turned into a ball of dust and subtle laws. These laws looked relatively fragile. Compared with the majesty of the Supreme One, it seemed that it could be blown away in one breath, but there was always a thread of connection supporting her to keep breaking.

Really persistent.

Mora pulled out a little of his supreme origin from his body, turned into a divine power of the main god level, and poured into the body of Xuesina's body and soul.

Infinite images came out of it.
Chapter completed!