Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

The female ginger's body is there, ready to return at any time.

With the strength of the two people at this time, peeling the body away from the formation eye will not cause problems with the seal.

So Nv Jiang didn't wait too long. Song Qiao only felt that her soul was heavy. When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to her body.

Only this time, it felt particularly different.

She seemed to have had something stripped away and felt much more relaxed.

It was something invisible, something that had been imprisoning and suppressing her.

A plain white hand reached out from the coffin, and then a person sat up from it. Her long black hair spreads down her back, she is dressed in a feather coat, her eyes are bright and gentle.

That's a female ginger, a real female ginger.

She was hugged by Nuwa and carried out of the coffin. Song Qiao then realized that Nuwa was a bit thin and frail. She could be held in one hand by her sister.

The wide feather coat hid her figure, and she didn't look like a strong person, as soft as water.

But Song Qiao would not be deceived by her appearance and temperament. She had seen those things done by the female Jiang, not to mention that she already knew everything that had happened before and the arrangements made by the female Jiang.

While Song Qiao was looking at Nv Jiang, Nuwa, who was hugging Nv Jiang, was also looking at her.

It's just that his gaze is no longer gentle, but more scrutinizing.

"Do you really want to destroy the world? What step will you take?" Song Qiao asked seriously, remembering their conversation just now.

"Nature is the last step, there is no god in the world." Female Jiang replied.

Song Qiao's heart sank. She originally thought that Nu Jiang wanted to deal with all the thrones. After all, the authority of the throne was too great. But she didn't expect that the other party would be so extreme!

At this moment, Song Qiao suddenly understood the thoughts of those gods who chose to resist. Because even she doesn’t want to agree!

Relatives, lovers, friends, who dares to say that he has no bonds in this world!

It would be fine if she sacrificed one of her own, but Nu Jiang actually meant that everyone must die.

Song Qiao felt very ironic.

When she didn't know the truth at the beginning, she wished that all her friends would become gods, so that they could be with her forever and not have to endure the pain of life, old age, illness, and death.

But now, becoming a god has become their talisman.

Xie Yuzhou, Elaine, Shang Yuxue, Si Yuan, and even the senior sisters of Xuantian Sect are friends who have met before and were finally lost in the sea of ​​people.

What did they do wrong?

Is this price too high?

Song Qiao was in a daze, "Can't we just eliminate the throne of God? Why do we need to eliminate all the gods?"

Female Jiang shook her head, "No, because if there is no throne, the higher gods will automatically seize the authority left by the throne. If the higher gods also die, the lower gods will also improve themselves. This is the bad nature of human beings, who will never be satisfied, never Won’t stop.”

Suddenly, Song Qiao thought of something, "Where is the child? Is the baby included in the liquidation?"

Female Jiang's expression was condensed and she didn't speak for a long time.

"No, that's the only thing I won't agree to. She's still so young, she doesn't know anything, and she hasn't been able to take a good look at the world, so why should she be treated like that!!" Song Qiao said angrily, she absolutely Not allowed!

Before it even started to act unanimously to the outside world, cracks began to appear internally.

In fact, Nu Jiang can understand Song Qiao. When Nu Wa wanted to destroy the world for the first time, she was so resistant and she couldn't accept it. But it turns out that her refusal to accept it will only cause greater turmoil and a more tragic ending.

So Female Jiang was not angry, "At this point, there is no room for relaxation. My sister and I will not surrender, and neither will you. If we do nothing, the short-term peace may be maintained, but Song Qiao, what do you think Si When you grow up, will the world you see still be the current world?"

Si Nian.

Baby Ginger’s name.

Female Jiang shouted out at this time to remind Song Qiao.

Death may be painful, but life is also torture.

The atmosphere fell silent for a while, and no one spoke anymore.

Nuwa pressed Nv Jiang's shoulder and said, "I'll talk to her alone."

Female Jiang went aside, and only Song Qiao was left here.

"There is another way. I wonder if you can accept it." Nuwa said softly.

Song Qiao looked at her without speaking.

"All gods must die before the way of heaven can be completed, and my sister and I are no exception. But we can separate you alone at the moment of completion." Nuwa said, paused, "You are my sister's share. The soul and I are also of the same origin. After we both leave, you are the existence closest to the way of heaven and will not be resisted."

Song Qiao understood something and his eyes flickered. "Leave me alone."

Nuwa's cold expression finally relaxed. She looked at Song Qiao, apologetically: "Originally, my sister and I should have left each other alone, but neither of us wanted to leave each other again. We were born together, and we will die together. Song Qiao, This is your only chance. Only by becoming a Heavenly Dao can you preserve their consciousness and find them even if they enter reincarnation."

"As long as their spiritual consciousness is there, they will not really die. Sooner or later they will think of you and everything that happened in the past."

No one knew what Song Qiao thought about in those short thirty seconds.

Maybe she thought about the past, maybe she thought about the future.

Maybe she didn't think about anything.

"Think about it. It's not the moment of real decision-making yet. During this period, my sister and I will solve the problems left over from the past and won't disturb you."

In other words, Song Qiao can finally have a good rest.

There is no need to pay attention to Fuxi, and there is no need to participate in the war.

The system has been recycled, and there is no need to think about any tasks.

Even her original identity, Song Qiao, had died on the day of her wedding, and all the karma given to her by fate had been cut off. There is no longer any relationship between her and the nine-tailed fox.

Now, in this endless sea, the female Jiang has also left her body. She is no longer crowned, and she is not involved with the past.

She is Song Qiao.

It's Pei Wu.

It is the identity of each mission world that has been experienced.

She is free.

This freedom was hard-won, and Song Qiao couldn't help but feel sour eyes. She calculated every step, including her own life. It was almost impossible to tell whether he was emotional or acting.

If she hadn't merged with Pei Wu, if she hadn't been pulled back from the abyss, she would have turned into a monster.

If you don't even love yourself, how can you love anyone else?

Leaving the Endless Sea, Song Qiao followed a feeling in his heart and came to Meng Lingyu's divine domain.

The place was completely open to her, and she walked in easily without any hindrance.

Deep in the divine realm is Meng Lingyu's temple, but now, the majestic temple has been transformed into a children's paradise.

Song Qiao stood under a ginkgo tree and looked not far away.

Jiang Baobao held Meng Lingyu's left calf and didn't let go, babbling without knowing what he was saying, while Meng Lingyu held a piece of milk cake in his hand with a helpless expression.

"You can't eat it, it will cause tooth decay."

In fact, it is impossible for Baby Jiang to have tooth decay, and she only has two front teeth. The reason why she is not given food is because she is afraid that if she eats too much, it will not work if she uses milk cakes to encourage her to exercise.

Meng Lingyu, who was lowering his head to comfort Baby Ginger, sensed something, turned his head to look at the ginkgo tree, and looked at Song Qiao who was standing under the tree.

"Lingyu, I'm back."

The voice was soft and dreamlike.

The milk cake in Meng Lingyu's hand fell to the ground.