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"Why don't you hide away?"
Guinevere murmured, and the black-haired and black-eyed boy laughed and said:
"Because the gods are on your side, no matter what I do, it's just a dying struggle."
Guinevere immediately said:
"Guo Huang, why do you want to interfere!"
Facing her anger, Guo Huang chose to remain silent. If he had not stopped her with his will just now, Guinevere would have been seriously injured. This was not what he wanted to see. He had to stop her even if it was against her will. Faced with the true God's Power, even if there are existences close to mythical level among American superheroes, they still cannot reach the realm of true creation. It's no joke that we are all mortals by nature. A thin line of difference separates immortals from mortals. Tier deeply experienced this, so he gave up the fight between trapped beasts.
"This is already the result you want, why are you dissatisfied, sister."
After Tyr finished speaking, his body collapsed rapidly. Guinevere knew that this time, even the gods and gods could not save him, but there was no joy of victory in her heart. This was not because Guo Huang had intervened, but because of the result. It was what she wanted, but it was unspeakably empty.
Perhaps because she didn¡¯t get the answer that had puzzled her for so many years, Tire¡¯s body finally collapsed to his head, he looked at Guinevere deeply and said:
"elder sister!"
This was his last look in this world. His entire head was turned into countless chips. Although it was not bloody or scary, it represented the death of a strong man on earth who was closest to the level of gods. If he was in the spiritual world, it would be There will be an anomaly where the world and the earth share the same sorrow. Some light emanates from the place where Tyr disappeared and flies into Guinevere's body. It is the power of the devil's inscription that was taken away from her. At this moment, the devil's inscription that has been incomplete for several years is restored. Once complete.
"Is everythingover?"
Guinevere murmured, and the surrounding darkness disappeared, and Guo Huang's figure was revealed. At the same time, he held a ray of light in his hand and turned it into a shining stone. This is a special weapon that a strong person can use after death. The method is to turn one's own memory into a physical mind stone, which allows people to observe this memory with spiritual power. Guo Huang was afraid of any traps and after scanning it slightly, he was stunned for a while and held it in the palm of his hand.
"Guinevere, now that your wish has been fulfilled, do you want to return to the real earth?"
"Is there nothing left of him? Although my Dimension Shattering Knife can shatter everything, at his level there should be some remains. Let me make him a tomb."
Guinevere sighed and said:
"After all, he is my only brother."
Guo Huang hesitated for a moment, and finally handed her the memory crystal. After Guinevere was stunned for a moment, she put her spiritual power into it. After a long time, her face turned pale, her body trembled uncontrollably, and she murmured The way:
"Is this the so-called truth? Sure enough, there are such cruel things under the beautiful memories."
Tears fell uncontrollably. This was the first time Guo Huang saw her crying. At this moment, she no longer had the charm of Pluto in the past. Guo Huang was silent for a while, stretched out his hand on her shoulder and said:
"It's passed."
Guinevere smiled sadly, said nothing and lowered her head in silence for a long time before saying:
"My heart is so confused. Let me be alone. You can go back first."
Guo Huang didn¡¯t speak, nodded slightly, left this world and returned to the real earth, muttering to himself:
"Fairy tales are all lies, and things in your memory may also be deceiving you. This world is really cruel sometimes."
It was a white Christmas. Eleven-year-old Guinevere and her family were waiting for the arrival of their busy father. It was a rare warm night in the year when the whole family was together. The man returned home with a hint of tiredness. At home, I saw my lovely daughter showing a kind smile and said:
"I'm back, Weier, do you miss your dad?"
"Of course. I'm looking forward to dad coming back. Well, what Christmas present did he bring us?"
Guinevere said with a sweet smile, and her father laughed and said:
"Do you miss me or do you want gifts? There are also Christmas gifts, but only Santa Claus can give them."
"Hmph, we are not three-year-olds anymore, and we still use things like Santa Claus to deceive us."
Tier said with some dissatisfaction. After hearing his son's words, his father laughed dumbly and said:
"Yes, you are no longer a three-year-old child. You are already nine years old, three times the age of three. By the way, Wei'er, youShe is already 11 years old, she is already a big girl. "
The father looked at his daughter kindly, feeling very pleased. Guinevere said:
"I remember my father said, if one day you think I have grown up, give me a mysterious gift. What is it?"
She looked at her father expectantly, and her father was stunned for a moment, then looked at her thoughtfully and said:
¡°I¡¯m quite impressed by what you said, so I¡¯ll look forward to it.¡±
"Have you finished talking? Dad is so tired when he comes back. Let him sit down and talk."
A beauty with short black hair came out and said to a pair of children with a smile. Guinevere said happily:
"Mom, Dad said he would give me a mysterious gift tonight."
The black-haired beauty was startled, looked at her husband and said:
"Is it too early?"
"It's okay, I think it's just right."
The father smiled and looked at his lovely daughter, seemingly sincerely happy, but the black-haired beauty sighed:
"well¡¡"
Guinevere was immersed in the joy of anticipation and didn't pay attention to anything. Only the black-haired boy frowned, as if he felt something was about to happen.
The night was getting dark. Although the little girl suppressed her sleepiness and expected to know what the gift was immediately, she was too sleepy after all and fell into a deep sleep. The black-haired boy woke up from his sleep and seemed to feel something. He dragged his tired body out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face to clear his sleepy brain. When he passed by his parents' room, he heard voices coming from inside. , paused instinctively.
"Are you really going to do this, Darling?"
"What's wrong, Lucia, are you jealous? Are you jealous of your own daughter?"
There was a hint of smile in the man¡¯s voice, and the woman was silent for a while and said:
"Brother, although I can tolerate these traditions that are not allowed by the world, Wei'er is still too young."
"What a kind name. This is the first time you have called me that in so many years."
The man said somewhat unexpectedly, as if he was aroused by some emotion. The sound of kissing came from the room. After a long time, the man breathed rapidly and said:
"In order to continue the noble bloodline of our family, we cannot let other lowly bloodlines get involved, and this is a curse on our family. If we cannot please the devil king in this way, our hidden dynasty will lose all its luck in an instant. , vanished into thin air, this is the price of gaining prosperity and wealth for several generations. The fate of those who resisted is recorded in the history books. Think of the poor king who was sent to the guillotine. This is the price of resistance." .(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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