The choice of the goddess of another world

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The moon is full of brilliance, and the frost is like shoes. The silver moonlight is not stingy with its own brilliance, swaying its own light on this continent, bringing patches of peace and tranquility to the continent.As the darling under the moonlight~ the Xiaoyue clan is raising their proud heads to the sky and screaming, calling and leading the power of the moonlight to inject bit by bit onto a thick laurel tree, full of vicissitudes The laurel tree swayed as if it was alive, and its branches desperately absorbed the power of the moonlight that surrounded it, but Didi Yuehua was always wandering slowly outside the laurel tree, as if repelling the laurel tree, even the laurel How the tree swayed its branches, but only the misty moonlight was introduced into the body.

"Patriarch, give up. If this happens again, our clansmen will lose further possibilities due to a large amount of consumption of their own power. Especially if you continue to do this, patriarch, your strength will drop to the god level. If that happens, we Xiaoyue The clan is really over," a silver wolf said to the patriarch in front of him, looking at the situation of the laurel tree.

"I know, but if the laurel tree continues to wither like this, are we still the Xiaoyue clan? The sacred laurel tree is a symbol of our clan, and I want the sacred tree to live even if I sacrifice my own life." Xiaoyue said weakly, attracting such Even with the help of the tribe, the huge power of Yuehua still makes Xiaoyue feel very strenuous.

"Patriarch, it's all my fault if it weren't for my clan, you wouldn't be what you are now, and the holy tree wouldn't have withered." Jiang Zihan looked at the exhausted patriarch and the only six remaining elders in the clan, and deeply humbled himself. The head wolf said with tears in his eyes, he blamed himself, if it wasn't for him, the Xiaoyue clan wouldn't have been strangled by the mainland, and if it wasn't for him, Moon God wouldn't have abandoned them.

"Zihan, what are we?" Looking at Zihan with his head hanging down, a silver wolf who looked very old walked over and asked.

"We are the Xiaoyue clan," Jiang Zihan raised his head and said.

"For us, we are the Xiaoyue clan, we are a proud clan, our Xiaoyue clan disrespects the world and disrespects the world, we only respect our great god, the moon god, so you raise your head for me to see, even if you are treated again We will never bow our heads in big disasters. We are the most united clan. Don’t say that you have done nothing wrong, even if you did, our entire clan will accompany you, because even if we die, we can only die in Luna. Underneath" is full of vicissitudes, and this old wolf elder seems to be talking about this ordinary thing. Although it is so unreasonable and ridiculous for outsiders to stop, this is the Xiaoyue clan. Luna wolf family.

"Yes, elder, but Moon God..." Jiang Zihan raised his head and looked at the elder in front of him. Although the clan didn't blame him, he couldn't forgive himself.

"Don't worry, the Moon God will not abandon us. This is just the ordeal given to us by the Moon God. We, the Xiaoyue Clan, keep in mind the teachings of the Moon God and never do evil. This time it is just a tribulation for us."

"It's a tribulation." Jiang Zihan looked at the swearing elder, and hope began to ignite in his heart. I will definitely catch the person who lost my mind in the dark. Flowing down, being slowly led to the sacred tree by the tribe on the side, nourishing the sacred tree as always, maintaining the remaining life of the sacred laurel tree.

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Xiaoyue walked slowly past the exhausted clansmen, sighed slightly when she saw all the exhausted clansmen, and walked towards the distant peak.

Standing alone on the peak, Xiaoyue can't help but miss the days before, when the people of the tribe lived peacefully, and her daughter was enjoying joy at her knees. But now the tribe is scattered, and the holy laurel tree withered overnight. Leaving one of the oldest sacred trees to survive relying on the remaining power of the moon god and the daily nourishment of the clan, but now the clan is almost unable to sustain it, is there really hope if this continues?" Yuegu, you are here." Xiaoyue didn't turn her head when she heard footsteps behind her, that familiar aura was familiar to everyone.

"Ling'er, you are here again. Whenever you are sad, you always like to run to the highest mountain." The old voice strolled over, and Xiaoyue beside Xiaoyue said in a warm voice. The warmth obviously doesn't match that old face.

"Can I not be worried, the people of the clan are already in danger, if it weren't for Yue'er's devotion to the clan, our clan members would not have survived long ago." Xiaoyue leaned her body gently to the side and said worriedly.

"There will be a way, just to suffer our daughter, hey" the old face said softly, looking at Xiaoyue who was leaning in his arms, Yintian gently touched Xiaoyue's head with his paws. Caressing, now I can only help you in this way, Moon God, I don’t know if you really abandoned us, when will your brilliance shine again, it’s been three years, we’ve been struggling but now We will not be able to sustain it any longer. Even if I am as strong as me, after three years, I would have already shed my divine womb and demoted to mortals. How can the rest of the clan survive? After suffering, Linger not only has to maintain the safety of the clan, but also I still have to work hard to support the holy laurel tree. Now Linger is the only one left in the clan who is still at the god level. If this happens, my Xiaoyue clan will really be extinct. Now there is only a remnant body left, how can it still have the spirit of the past? One of the emperors of the mainland - the end of the silver emperor is also a kind of sadness.

Yintian's long howling could not help but startled the people at the foot of the mountain, and the howling sounded one after another, but the howling sound was filled with endless sighs, and the afterglow of the curtain ending was so sad.

"Those who believe in me will live forever, those who believe in me will live together, and those who believe in me will have endless joy" bursts of divine voices continuously spread to the ears of the Xiaoyue clan. They couldn't stop making shots, but what Ling Xiaoyue and Yintian didn't expect was that the one who made the shot this time was actually a god. In the past three years, the mainland has been turbulent, especially in the two years since the rift in the sky was opened in the mainland, the gods came to the earth again, and the earth The crowd once again restored their old beliefs, and the radiance of the gods shrouded the earth again. The battle of faith caused the continent to rage, and the Xiaoyue clan that ended was regarded as a piece of meat on the chopping board by the gods. Everyone wants to come here to get a share of the pie. You must know that the moon god relied on the belief of the Xiaoyue clan to surpass most of the gods. Even the gods are envious of him. However, after the moon god disappeared, the mainland entered the seal. In this state, the Xiaoyue clan was ignored by the gods, but this time the gods descended and the moon god did not exist, and the gods began to take action secretly, otherwise the Xiaoyue clan would not end here. This time, those so-called gods finally Couldn't help it, and finally made a move, but they could only cleanse their souls through the divine voice, but they still ignored the Xiaoyue clan's belief in the moon god, even if the moon god was not there, even if the saint The tree is withered, even if the moon god is punishing them, their loyalty remains unchanged and their faith remains unchanged.

"See how long you can last." The tall gods finally retreated, but Xiaoyue and the others did not relax, the gods began to attack, can they still resist in the next few days? Think how long the hands of the gods will last.After a long time, seeing that the gods did not attack again, Xiaoyue finally couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and Yintian couldn't bear the loss of strength. A stalwart shadow appeared, looking at that figure, the Xiaoyue clan was completely desperate. The resistance just now had made them lose their strength, but they still raised their heads. As the Xiaoyue clan, believers of the Moon God Even if you die, you have to raise your head.