The cinnabar mole that became a god after escaping from death

Pei Chu raised his face, looked into the other person's eyes, examined it carefully, then frowned slightly, pulled his wrist away, and said, "You are about to be completely polluted, you need to be purified immediately."

His tone was cold and unfamiliar, Qingxing stared at him, hatred and anger rolled in his eyes, gloomy: "...you still want to kill me."

Pei Chu was stunned and shook his head: "No, purification is just to remove the polluted and blackened soul in your body, the tree of life will return to the body, and the source of spirit will be reborn."

The human spirits below were shocked when they heard the words, and they were very excited:

"Spirit source rebirth?!"

"Does this mean that we can still have spiritual power?! Won't we die in a hundred years?!"

"Great, great! Please purify the gods!"

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Knowing that they might not be forced to become ordinary humans due to the death of the tree of life, they all saw excitement and hope in each other's eyes, wishing that Pei Chu could purify the tree of life immediately.

Only Ke Rando clenched the scepter in his hand, his eyes were heavy, and he said nothing.

"Blackened soul?" Qing Xing laughed coldly, narrowed his eyes, and said slowly, "This deity is that blackened soul, purifying the tree of life, isn't it the same as killing the deity?"

Pei Chu paused, did not deny it, just looked at him silently, with pure compassion in his eyes.

Meeting his gaze, Qing Xing inexplicably felt a sharp pain.

Anger welled up in his heart, he grabbed Pei Chu's wrist, lowered his eyes, his eyes were dark, and asked softly, "You really don't want me to live at all?"

Pei Chu didn't know what he meant by this sentence, he was stunned for a while, and said in a low voice: "You are just a soul derived from the tree of life, as long as the tree of life can live..."

He couldn't finish the second half of the sentence, but his wrist tightened suddenly, Qing Xing was probably furious, and directly trapped him in front of everyone.

The hurricane suddenly rose, roaring arrogantly, and swept across the entire Holy Court mountain range, blowing away the mist, and the evil monster suddenly woke up, screaming and killing the souls who had not yet recovered.

Pei Chu was startled, and was about to rush down to save people anxiously, when he heard the cold voice of this man next to his ear: "If you dare to go, I'll kill them all right now."

Pei Chu's movements suddenly stopped.

Inexplicably, he believed Qing Xing's words immediately, as if such a thing had happened more than once.

Pei Chu was stunned, fragments flashed blankly in his memory, the withered rose manor, the bloody mud under the torrential rain, all subconsciously came to mind, dazzling.

Qingxing stared at him coldly, but actually didn't make any more moves. Instead, he put his hand on his waist, ignored the scene behind him, and led people away.

"...Pei Chu!"

Xin Rui noticed his movements, and was very anxious to catch up immediately.

However, just as he stepped out of the air, he was suddenly forced in front of his face by a dark green to black blade of light.

The remaining force of the light blade was so fierce that Xin Rui couldn't dodge it in time. He hurriedly erected a defense for himself, but was easily broken by the light blade.

Xin Rui spat out a mouthful of blood with a pale face, and fell heavily back into the killing circle, submerged in the hurricane sand and stones, unable to see clearly.

"Xin Rui!"

Pei Chu suddenly felt a little anxious, and turned to look at the person beside him: "What did you do to him?!"

Qingxing withdrew his hand and stared at him coldly: "I can't die."

Pei Chu frowned, slightly relieved.

Xin Rui is a very good human being. Since the first time we met, he has been helping himself. If something happens to him, he will definitely feel guilty.

Thinking of this, something suddenly came to his mind, and he was startled... It seemed that his emotions had suddenly become much clearer since he descended the mountain.

Then why do you have to deliberately forget the memories of the past when you were on the Everlasting Snow Mountain... Could it be that you have suffered some blows that shake your divinity?

Qingxing stared at his expression with serious eyes: "Is that why you are so worried about him?"

Pei Chu's thoughts were interrupted, and he looked up.

He looked at himself in the eyes of the other party, clean and deserted, as if he had been such a dust-free god for tens of thousands of years.

Being stared at by him like this, Qingxing squinted his eyes and endured it, looked away, and speeded up.

It wasn't until he saw the familiar and dark deep forest grotto that he let go of the man's hand and said coldly, "Here we are."

Standing at the entrance of the grotto, Pei Chu took advantage of the dim sunlight spreading over his head to see clearly what it looked like inside.

The stone bed is cold, the walls are covered with wet and greasy moss, the stream is gurgling, it doesn't know which gap it came from, dripping down the stone wall, damp and cold.

Only then did he remember that he had stayed here for a while, and he felt an inexplicable panic and escape, and his face slowly turned pale.

The cold temperature behind him slowly approached, just like his voice, with a self-deprecating sneer: "After you left, I realized that this is the most comfortable place I have stayed in for tens of thousands of years."

Pei Chu's eyes were dull, without moving, and he was quietly staring at the stone bed.

He vaguely remembered a lot of things... being forced to sleep with his arms around him, being forced to kiss him for water, and the communicator that was reduced to dust.

"Pei Chu," the voice behind him continued, very soft, coquettish and crazy, "They all lied to me, saying that you are dead...Of course I don't believe it."

Qingxing covered his body from behind, rubbed his lips and teeth on his meridians, and whispered softly: "...but, I tried many methods and failed to revive you, so I had to do it something not so good."

Pei Chu felt a snake-like touch on his neck, and remained motionless: "What is it?"

"I want to take back the tree of life itself, but unfortunately they won't give it to me." Qing Xing said word by word, with a dark look of madness welling up in his eyes, fierce and excited, "but without the power of the tree of life, how can I take it back?" Where are you resurrected? So, I can only look for it one place at a time... Who told them to stop me."

He seems to have gone mad.

Pei Chu had no judgment on what he did, and didn't quite understand his feelings. He just silently looked at the dim sunlight on the stone bed, and said calmly: "You have been corroded by black air, and you will lose your sanity in a short time. Completely insane."

The god behind him opened his eyes, and after a while, he suddenly asked, "What's my name?"

Pei Chu was taken aback for a moment, and was about to open his mouth, but at that moment, he felt that those two words were difficult to open his lips: "... Qingxing."

"Very good." The other party said happily, "I thought you forgot."

I really forgot a lot.Pei Chu thought indifferently.

Qingxing didn't notice his confusion, he just pulled him to the side of the stone bed, raised his eyes, looked at the sunlight above his head, his eyes were dim: "Do you know why this seat is polluted?"

Pei Chu didn't speak, and turned to look at him.

The god's eyes were dark, and his face was so beautiful that it was almost sharp. He smiled and said, "I originally thought that the tree of life, as the source of all life, should accommodate all the intelligences I created...love, hate, passion/desire, jealousy, Hate, greed."

As he spoke, there seemed to be sarcasm in his tone: "It's just that I didn't expect that the karma created by these intertwined spiritual intelligences would all be on me one by one."

Pei Chu remembered what he had heard before, that the tree of life was polluted by karma and voluntarily accepted the prohibition seal, but instead was used by the greedy bishop of the Holy Court to seek rights against the gods.

He frowned and didn't make a sound.

Qingxing was quiet for a long time before he looked over with deep eyes: "I just want revenge. Is it too much to kill them and take back the tree of life that has been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years?"

Pei Chu looked at him, but couldn't say the word "excessive", only divine compassion: "But many of those people are innocent."

"...Innocent?" Qing Xing seemed to find it funny, and approached him, and asked softly, "Do you still remember how they treated you more than 1000 years ago?"

Pei Chu was taken aback, and after thinking for a long time, he recalled that period from the deliberately discarded memory, and frowned.

"You rescued a lot of people from the finals, and even almost died from exhaustion of spiritual power, but no one thanked you, and forced you to give up your identity as a purifier."

Qingxing narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Later, when they failed to kill the gods, they didn't care about it, and decided that you were in collusion with me, wishing to kill you with their own hands, but after knowing that you are an ancient god, they kept silent Everything, forcing you to save people..."

He said, walking forward step by step calmly: "Do you think they will appreciate you after you burn your soul and die?"

Pei Chu opened his mouth, but was interrupted by him with a smile: "Of course not, they just feel relieved... After all, persecuting the gods is a sin that no one can bear."

The opponent was getting closer and closer, so Pei Chu had no choice but to keep backing up, until his back touched the cold stone wall and he had no choice but to raise his head.

Qingxing stared at him, condescendingly: "So, even if this is the case, you still have to choose to save them?"

Pei Chu looked at him for a long time before he said awkwardly: "There are still many good people in the world, and they don't deserve to die."

His eyes were clear, and his attitude was very clear, but Qingxing seemed to have expected it, and snorted coldly: "Very well, remember what you said today."

Seeing that he really did not persecute him any more, Pei Chu was inexplicably relieved, and lowered his eyes to cover up the slight daze.

"But..." The other party suddenly spoke again, pinching his chin with one hand, his eyes were dark, "Do you really want to kill me?"

Pei Chu paused without speaking, his eyes seemed to be struggling.

This slight struggle was keenly captured by Qing Xing, he bent his mouth, leaned over and said softly: "As expected, you still love me."

He lowered his head happily, as if he wanted to kiss tenderly.

Pei Chu was taken aback for a moment, stretched out his hand and pushed him away, his raised eyes were clear and confused: "Love you?"

Qing Xing paused, stared into his eyes, and said slowly: "Love me."

Pei Chu looked at him, thought for a moment, but shook his head: "No, I don't love you."