I seemed to have dreamed back to the divine world.
Changluan lost his usual gentle look and was questioning Huanghe, Siqiu and Qingyao hysterically.
"Why! Why! Why!"
Then those beautiful eyes looked at me again, and her voice was hoarse, murmuring in a low voice full of unwillingness.
"Why"
That look was like a thorn, causing the pain buried in my heart.
I wanted to walk over and take her into my arms, but I saw another me appearing next to Chang Luan.
She raised her little face, stood on tiptoes, and whispered in a firm childish voice.
"When the God-killing Sword is stained with the blood of God again, I will help you get an answer."
"When you step into this world of gods, I will help you destroy this sad place."
I heard clearly, and the one I turned to reached out to me seductively, "Would you like to come together?"
"I'd love to be together."
I walked towards them with a smile, hugged Chang Luan, and hugged the girl who looked exactly like me.
Being possessed by a demon has never been so simple. The moment Changluan was injured, I had already become possessed by inner demons.
"I am willing to become a demon for gods, and I am willing to kill gods for demons."
Changluan disappeared into the arms of me and my inner demon, and I and my inner demon merged into one, saying the same thing.
Intention: Is the world of gods unsympathetic? Ask about life in the mortal realm.