I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I was wrong."

Ma Xin gently coaxed Luo Xi, who was stunned for a moment, in his arms. When he realized that Luo Xi in his arms had stopped crying, he was immediately happy, thinking that this was still useful. Feeling the softness in his arms, he didn't want to let go.

"You, you hooligan! Let me go!"

When Luo Xi realized what was happening, her face turned red with embarrassment and she began to struggle in Ma Qin's arms.

"Huh? Oh oh oh!"

Ma Xin came to his senses and quickly let go of Luo Xi, standing aside awkwardly.

"Next time, you can't hug me without my permission!"

Luo Xi waved her fist and warned in embarrassment.

Ma Xin stood there awkwardly and nodded repeatedly, when he turned around to look at Yuan Jing, he found that the latter seemed a bit emo.

Yuan Jing stood alone in the snow with his back to him. His lonely figure and faint sighs were heartbreaking no matter how he looked at them.

"On the road?"

As if he noticed that there was no movement behind him, he turned around and found that they were all ready, so he brushed off the snow on his body and asked.

"Well, let's hurry up, let's go."

Looking at Ma Xin who was still walking in front of him and blocking most of the wind and snow for him, Luo Xi seemed to feel a different feeling in his heart.

Soon, three figures rose into the air and flew towards the northern border of the Order Empire.

"Did you put that fire in my body?"

Luo Xifei asked behind Ma Xin.

"Yeah, it's me. What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the fire?"

It seemed that because the sound of wind and snow was too loud, Yuan Jing could not hear their conversation clearly.

"No, no, thank you."

Luo Xi knew how rare that ball of fire was. Since she was a child, apart from Tipir and that ball of fire, no other rare treasure could actively heal the hidden injuries left on her by the power.

"From now on, you can use your power if you don't need it. Do you hear me?"

Ma Xin braved the wind and snow and loudly reminded Luo Xi behind him.

"Know it!"

"Boy, do you want to inherit my mantle?"

The Flame of Creation saw that the time was ripe and asked in his heart.

"What's wrong with inheriting the mantle of my predecessors?"

Ma Xin was not in a hurry to accept it, but was very interested in the Flame of Creation.

"If you inherit my legacy, you will be able to live as long as the sky and stand proudly in the world. Even the strongest Dimensional True God back then would not be confident that he could suppress me."

The Flame of Creation proudly recounted how powerful it was in the past.

“Back then, I fought alone against the First Order God of Destruction. Although I came back seriously injured, he was still unable to kill me.”

"It seems that the senior has his own unique way of saving his life!"

Ma Xin held back his laughter and joked.

“Get lost, you brat, you are so dishonest. I am the first spiritual fire when this world was born. I am as old as the heaven and earth, and I stand above the law of order. There is almost no way to kill me. Even if the Lord of Order comes, he will have to give way to me.”

"Senior, calm down. I was just joking."

Hearing a hint of anger in the tone of Creation Flame, Ma Xin quickly apologized with a smile.

"By the way, kid, do you really have no feelings for that girl? Do you remember the sound that girl made when you were arguing with Markbas? Do you remember the girl in your memory when she accompanied you to the memorial service?"

The Flame of Creation told him one by one what he saw and heard.

"Boy, you seem to know nothing on the surface, but in your heart you know it better than anyone else. You have already guessed the answer to the question about that girl and you, right?"

"Senior, I'm tired. Let's talk about it next time we have a chance."

Just as Ma Xin’s consciousness was about to withdraw from his mind, the next words from the Flame of Creation made his consciousness suddenly freeze in place.

"You care about her. I could tell when I gave you a small piece of the Creation Flame. And you are running away again. You are afraid."

"Senior, I am just an asshole, an asshole who can't control anything. Forget it in this life."

"But now, only you can help her."

The Flame of Creation downplayed it. He knew that on that day in Yehua Mountain, Ma Xin had already begun to be disappointed with his past life and with himself. He was punishing himself with his own mistakes and voluntarily became the one who had to live with the pain.

"If you inherit my legacy, you will not repeat the same mistakes. Escaping will never solve the problem. Sooner or later, she will remember everything from her past life. When that happens, will you continue to escape?"

"Senior, I..."

"Boy, I have been seeing the world since I became a god. Millions of years have passed, and it is rare for me to meet you again with the memories of my past life. You have to think it through."

The words of the Flame of Creation were like needles that pierced Ma Xin's heart fiercely, causing him to feel unstoppable pain.

"Boy, I don't know what happened to you in your previous life, but she was able to meet you again under the nose of Order with the memory of her previous life, which shows how much she loves you."

"Senior, if I inherit your legacy, can I protect her?"

The Flame of Creation saw that Ma Xin had begun to waver, so he continued to counsel him.

“Of course, apart from the First Sequence God, even if the Order himself comes, I will not be afraid of him.”

"Senior, I am willing to accept the inheritance, inherit your legacy, and become the next generation of the Flame of Creation."

Ma Xin seemed to have made up his mind and bowed deeply to the Flame of Creation.

"That's right. I really didn't make a mistake about you. You are a teachable boy. Next time, if anyone dares to bully you and that girl, tell me my name. Hahahaha..."

Suddenly, the hearty laughter of the Flame of Creation resounded in my heart.

"When you ascend to the quasi-god level, I will pass on my own origin fire to you. By the way, treat that girl well. It's not easy for her to live until now."

Before his spiritual consciousness left his heart, Ma Xin once again bowed deeply to the Flame of Creation.

It seemed that Xin Ling heard that Xin Yixi might return to the temple with Yingying in a few days, so she stayed in the dimensional temple these days and slept with Yingmeng at night.

"Hey, I say you can eat and drink for free, but at least you can't come empty-handed, right?"

Yingmeng and Xinling were soaking comfortably in the spiritual spring together. The former seemed to think of something and gently kicked the latter's calf.

"Hmm? I see you're eyeing my spiritual herb stock again?"

Xin Ling glanced at her angrily.

"Humph, who told you that the spiritual herbs you collected are so comfortable for bathing?"

Ying Meng went over and hugged Xin Ling's delicate body without any reason, and the latter was immediately frightened.

"Not now, wait until you're done washing, okay?"

Xinling stayed obediently in Yingmeng's arms, breathing sweetly.