God, please abdicate

Chapter 302, Her and Fengsu's Past
She heard the name, Feng Su.The god who was transformed from the phoenix blood stone should be ruthless.At that time, looking at that stern face, countless stars flashed in her mind.

Like raindrops hitting the eaves, tick, tick, each word, all fell on her heart.

He said, "It's useless, you just die one more time when you go up."

The sound of pearls falling on the jade plate is also very pleasant, but when the pearls hit the jade plate, they are always so ruthless and indifferent.At that moment, Yun Qingqian understood that this person was not Chun Yu, not a gentle person, but a god, who was heartless and ruthless indifferent to everything, and only then could he stand at the highest point and dominate everything.

A sentient person cannot be a god.Because of love, his heart began to drift.

Yun Qingqian broke Feng Su's hand away, "Thank you God for reminding me, even if I die, I will die with my clansmen. I am the saint of the Qinghe clan, and I am their helmsman. It may be my responsibility to abandon them.”

"Responsibility?" Shangshen evoked a cold smile, with a hint of sarcasm and a hint of ruthlessness.

"then you go."

No exhortations, no tirade.It's simple, so go for it!

Yun Qingqian was stunned for a moment, then rushed into the crowd with a long sword, and fought with them.

And Feng Su just watched calmly from beginning to end, neither helping nor talking.Like an outsider, watching the game full of chess pieces fighting, but has never said anything about how to change the situation.

And Yun Qingqian, after all, was young and her cultivation was low.She couldn't save others, not even herself.She watched helplessly as her clan members fell in front of her one by one, but there was nothing she could do.

In the end, all her people were dead, and she was left alone, holding on to the long sword, facing the countless heads.

The Winter Festival that year was a grand ceremony of the Qinghe Clan.The sky was clear and cloudless.All the clansmen have come.Now, except for her standing in a pool of blood, everyone is dead.My heart hurts uncontrollably.

She roared tearingly, watching the blood melt into the altar, and watching the wind and cloud begin to change color.

Watching the torrential rain fall, drowning her vision.

A bloodbath that didn't wash away the blood and didn't stop the killing.

Those swords fell on Yun Qingqian's body, one knife was deep, and the other knife was shallow.In the end, she became a blood man.

Her blood was draining rapidly, and her vitality was also slowly draining away.

In the end, she had only one breath left.At that time, Feng Su finally moved.

She fell to the ground and saw the man in white, walking towards her step by step.The sneer at the corner of his mouth still hasn't dissipated.But in her hazy vision, that sarcasm seemed to be tinged with pity and pity.

"Why bother? Listen to my advice, won't you?" He squatted in front of her, and those swords and swords fell from behind him, but none of them landed on him.

Yun Qingqian didn't answer, but just looked at Feng Su quietly.Feng Su waved away the raid behind him, he sighed, and hugged Yun Qingqian.

At the last moment when Yun Qingqian closed her eyes, what she saw was such a deserted face.

His eyebrows and eyes are picturesque and beautiful.Also like a painting, it is lifeless and emotionless.

Only such a person can become a god.

It's no wonder that so many years have passed since the first opening of the world, those divine mansions were either killed in battle or disappeared in the primordial world.Only he has existed for thousands of years.Standing at the highest point, you can see the warmth and coldness of the world.

No one can move him half a point, and no one can win him half a point.

Yun Qingqian woke up in the wooden house, with wounds all over her body, she couldn't move.He could only stare blankly at his surroundings.

When the sun passed by, Feng Su stood at the door of the cabin.With his back to the sun, what kind of expression was on that picturesque face.Yun Qingqian didn't see clearly.

"Are you awake?" Pearls falling on a jade plate, even if it sounds nice, is also a kind of beautiful wound.

Yun Qingqian didn't hate Feng Su for not saving her people, nor did she hate Feng Su.

"Why save me?"

Feng Su looked at her calmly, "Because my conscience is disturbed."

"why?"

"Someone once asked me to divination for you, and I found out that the Lord of Heaven and Earth was born in Qinghe. At that time, I didn't know who you were, nor did I know this secret. In the following years, you lived very peacefully."

"Who knew the secret, and who leaked it?" Yun Qingqian clenched her hands tightly, the hatred in her heart was constantly twisting, almost driving her crazy.

Just because of God's words, they were going to kill her, that is, kill her people.

What did they do wrong?Why be so cruel.

"I know, I don't know. For you now, what's the difference?" Feng Su asked back.

Yun Qingqian let go of her hand, "There is no difference."

She can't take revenge, so what if she knows, so what if she doesn't know.

She struggled to get off the bed, rolled over and fell to the ground.

She just looked at Feng Su in such embarrassment, "Thank God for saving my life."

Feng Su told her in the cruelest way that in front of strength, everything else is nothing.

Her stupid and naive thinking finally got on track with reality.

In the following decades, she practiced desperately, but she still became immortal.

Not even a fairy, how could he have the ability to take revenge?

In the past few decades, she has often dreamed of the day of the Winter Festival.Waking up from the nightmare, she was covered in cold sweat, just like she was covered in blood that day.

Once, I was driven crazy by a nightmare.She left Feng Su's protective circle overnight.

Not long after walking, Feng Su chased after him.

She looked at him, "Get out of the way."

"Aren't you awake yet? You went just to die, didn't the slap of that day wake you up?"

"For these years, I have been awakened by nightmares. If I don't keep going, I will go crazy. Please, Feng Su, let me go." She began to beg, and the nightmare seemed to be born in her body. .Reminding her all the time, making her nervous all the time.

Feng Su frowned, "Yun Qingqian, if you want revenge, I wouldn't mind stopping you. Can you see the reality clearly, you are going now, not for revenge, but for death."

"Feng Su, I know what you said is right, but you must have never experienced the feeling of being abandoned by the whole world. You have never felt the pain of leaving a loved one." Yun Qingqian held her head in pain .

"How do you know I'm not?" The voice came quietly like a breeze, in the middle of the night.She seemed to hear clearly, and she didn't seem to.It's just that those words were a little sad, so sad that I lost myself.

Before she could study it carefully, Feng Su's expression changed again, "Come back with me!"

(End of this chapter)