Thousands of people suspect that they have become a spiritual queen

All his actions have a purpose, even his own is a tool, apology, obedience, self-harm, all pain and suffering are stepping stones for him to achieve his purpose.

He bent his eyes and answered Su Jiao's words: "There are many, many differences."

"So... you don't need to mention those before, I won't force you."

He said in a very sad tone: "But, stay with me, okay?"

"I'm so lonely." He said softly: "Banana, my mother passed away, my brother doesn't want me anymore, no one loves me, Banana, I'm so lonely."

Su Jiao thought, it doesn't matter to me that you are lonely.

Although you are poor, there are too many people in this world who are poorer than you.

But his gaze unconsciously fell on the scalpel on the table not far away.

It was put there when Yan Lian came over.

The warm sun shines through, and the knife on the lining shines brightly.

The rabbit was thrown on the ground, red eyes, smiling lips, watching him fixedly.

Su Banana: "..."

Su Jiao calmly raised the condition: "You can't lock me up."

Yan Lian immediately raised her eyes to look at him, very pleasantly surprised, "Jiaojiao promised me?"

"I promise you... I can stay with you, temporarily." Su Jiao said, "But I have a condition. You can't lock me up. I can go wherever I want, and I still have to go to school."

Su Jiao thought, his divine power is too low now, the body is the foundation of his body, if the divine power is too low, it will be dangerous to go anywhere.

And he still doesn't know what happened...

Something must have happened, but he couldn't remember...

Yan Lian tilted her head: "Banana's body is so weak, do you still have to go to school?"

Su Jiao: "I'll go when I recover, you can't stop me."

"Uh..." Yan Lian said, "If I stop, will Banana be unhappy?"

Su Jiao: "Yes... If you do something that displeases me and makes me unhappy, I will try my best to leave you."

Yan Lian: "What is the thing that Banana hates?"

Su Jiao said: "For example, hurting others casually, not taking medicine on time when sick, shutting me up... and hanging those paintings on the wall—"

"Yes, those paintings must be taken down and thrown away now!"

Yan Lian didn't move.

Su Jiao threatened: "Are you going to do something that makes me hate?"

So Yan Lian sighed softly, half happy and half complaining, put on the gloves, took down the painting on the wall, pointed to the god's drenched clothes on the painting: "But the bananas on it are very beautiful."

Su Jiao became angry from embarrassment: "Throw it away!!"

So Yan Lian carefully threw the painting into the trash can in order to appease the angry little god, for fear of damaging the corners, he thought, he knew where the trash would go, and he could pick it up at night.

Yan Lian: "Okay, are there any other precautions?"

Su Jiao said, "Apologize to me."

Yan Lian tilted her head.

Su Jiao looked at Yan Lian, and said very calmly: "Before, you deliberately took off my mask to make me look ugly in front of everyone..."

"Also, find someone to hunt me down later, and lock me in the basement casually... You have to apologize to me for these things."

Yan Lian blinked: "I'm sorry."

——his apology was very understated, like an obedient dog who does it because his master asks him to.

— an apology that would make the victim even more outraged.

He will not reflect on the meaning behind it, and the irreparable harm caused by what he has done to the person involved.

Not on purpose, it's just that psychopaths with sociopaths never have empathy.

Su Jiao didn't accept such an apology, and he couldn't accept such a perfunctory apology for the self who cried helplessly and died in the end.

He was silent for a while, then said, "Forget it."

Yan Lian was happy: "Is Banana not blaming me?"

"No." Su Jiao said, "It's just that I don't accept it."

"why?"

Yan Lian asked incomprehension: "How can I accept it?"

Su Jiao said wearily, "There's no need to ask such a question."

"You're not me, and maybe you'll never feel my pain."

Yan Lian: "Is it painful?"

Yan Lian picked up the scalpel on the table, twisted the knife nimbly with her white gloved hands, and then stabbed her ribs—"Is it such a pain?"

"Puff."

When the blood burst out from Yan Lian's chest——

Su Banana: "."

Su Banana: "?"

Su Ban: "!?"

The beautiful god sat blankly in front of the glass window like a picture frame, with his amber eyes wide open blankly, so cute that it made people want to kiss him.

The thin blade pierced the skin, grazed the ribs, and cut the blood vessels. The pain was only an inch away from the heart, making all the muscles in his body trembling, trembling, and panting uncontrollably.

But Yan Lian only felt excited, his pupils stared at Su Jiao, as if many years ago, he stared at the withered honeysuckle in the winter day and night.

At that time, he didn't even understand the concept of pain, he just thought in a daze.

Why doesn't it bloom in winter? It's obviously called honeysuckle, isn't it?

Why don't you love him? He is obviously a god who loves all living beings... isn't he?

Yan Lian: "Or, is it more painful than this?"

When Su Jiao regained her senses, she was about to make an emergency call.

Yan Lian: "Are you looking for your phone? Do you want to make an emergency call? Banana cares about me so much, I'm so touched."

Su Jiao didn't care about him, Su Jiao was afraid that if he died, she would be accused of abetting murder by the police! !

Then he can't speak clearly with a hundred mouths!

Yan Lian is really a fucking little lunatic! !

Yan Lian panted, and explained to Su Jiao seriously, "Ah, don't be afraid, I am very good at knives, although a few days ago because of taking medicine, my muscles convulsed and my fingers trembled, but it doesn't matter, I won't die wherever I insert it I still take care of such details."

He slowly pulled out the scalpel and bent his eyes: "And I know how to hurt myself without bleeding."

He said in a troubled way: "However, shouldn't I live the little tricks of forgiveness like you said these opportunistic tricks?"

Yan Lian said: "It seems that I am sympathetic to Bo, and I am very scheming."

Su Banana: "."

Hearing what he said, Su Jiao calmed down instead. He thought of the oranges that Yan Lian had peeled, so he put down the phone he found and looked at Yan Lian.

He wanted to say stand up and don't move, be careful of bleeding, he has called 120, the doctor will come soon and other nonsense.

But opening your mouth is——

"Since your knife skills are very good, then you can stab yourself a few more times." He heard his own cold voice: "If you stab yourself thirty times and you still don't die, I don't forgive you, but I accept your apology .”

Behind the young god is a window that is splashed with sunlight. His amber eyes are buried in the shadows, and he spits out every word from his soft thin lips, which is both beautiful and ruthless.

"Okay." Yan Lian rolled her eyes, "I promise you."

Every cut is extremely painful. Even if all the key points are avoided, the feeling of blood vessels being torn and muscle tissue being separated is still unbearable.

The boy just watched indifferently, without moving.

strangeness.

Su Jiao thought, when he saw this scene before, he must have been scared and panicked - even just now he was panicked and wanted to call an emergency, but now -

Like a spectator in a play, he is suddenly indifferent.

It was as if he had suddenly abandoned the human part of himself and was only observing with the divine part.

He was even thinking calmly, a person like Yan Lian—a person like him would never be in real pain, even if the injury would bring pain, but it was not pain, and he would never know that his behavior disfigured What kind of pain Su Jiao endured.

All his actions have a purpose, even his own is a tool, apology, obedience, self-harm, all pain and suffering are stepping stones for him to achieve his purpose.

A person with anti-social personality will never understand the pain of destruction of personality caused by rumors.

Faced with these things, Su Jiao would be afraid, painful, and sad, but God would not.

The gods are merciful to all living beings, but they also distinguish between good and evil.

If Yan Lian wants to achieve his goal, let him be Sisyphus who pushes stones.

Thirty knives down.

Covered in blood and pain, Yan Lian hugged his god, trembling, panting in pain, and said softly: "I am not afraid of pain, nor afraid of death..."

He coughed violently, his tea-brown eyes were full of madness, "Honey, I'm just afraid that you will get into other people's eyes."

He coughed up blood and said weakly, "That will make me live in a never-ending hell."

"The value of offering pity is 84%."

"Congratulations, Your Highness, for obtaining 10000w of divine power"

The rabbit doll looked at all this with a smile, its blood-colored pupils shining silently.

Probably because the body has been supported to the limit, Yan Lian lost consciousness.

But even so, he still hugged him very hard.

Su Jiao's body was slightly stiff for a while, and he looked at Yan Lian, who was covered in blood, and himself, who was also covered in blood.

Su Jiao knew very well the truth that good people don't live long, and harm lasts for thousands of years, so he wasn't too worried about Yan Lian's current appearance.

Before deciding to call the emergency number, he got up first, took a shower, carefully washed off the blood on his body, and then went out of the cloakroom. As expected, the closet was full of clothes of his size, in various styles, The fabrics are all top quality.

Su Jiao picked out two decent and inconspicuous clothes—a thick and warm white sweater, a pair of soft jeans, and a pair of light sneakers to replace the silk she was wearing. Pajamas stained with blood.

After that, before the standby housekeeper noticed the mess, Su Jiao put on a mask, calmly called the emergency number she remembered, and waited quietly for about 15 minutes.

The butler came in in a daze, "There's an ambulance at the door... oh my god!!"

After seeing the blood all over the floor, the butler was shocked.

Because of the blood flow all over the place and the stab wound, it was very frightening. After Yan Lian entered the hospital, the hospital helped to call the police. Su Jiao attracted the police's routine questioning in the hospital.

Because Yan Lian's knife was stabbed by himself, and he had a history of mental illness, Su Jiao just innocently explained that the other party suddenly went crazy and stabbed him. The words were prevaricated.

The doctor even patted him on the shoulder sympathetically.

The fire could not be hidden in the paper, and the housekeeper notified that the news of Yan Lian's hospitalization spread quickly, and Yan Lian's family members came to see him one after another.

Su Jiao didn't want to be seen, so she left after being questioned by the police.

The butler really wanted to keep him and let him take some responsibility for Yan Lian.

But Su Jiao pretended not to see it, and the housekeeper couldn't do anything - he didn't have the right to force Su Jiao to stay.

But Su Ban did not leave the hospital.

That's right, this hospital is the one opened by the Su family and the one where Zheng Feng died.

When he got the hospital map, he relied on the excellent memory of the c-level god to memorize the emergency number on it.

The call he made was not the emergency number 120, but the emergency number of this private hospital.

Su Jiao touched the place where the bell rang last time.

The failure of the last summoning made him a little reconciled. After all, the value of this soul-inducing bell is 23000 merit points!Moreover, the failure of the summoning caused him to lose so much divine power—he had paid so much sunk cost, and it would be too sad if he didn't get a little gain.

Although the system couldn't yell out, he probably knew what was wrong. The system obviously wouldn't harm him, and deliberately told him the wrong way to use the soul-inducing bell. There was obviously only one reason for the failure, that is, he was distracted and thought of that fire.

Perhaps it was because of the thought of the terrible disaster that he attracted the stares of strange beings and caused his entire divine power to collapse - Su Jiao remembered that it was written in the instruction manual that if the soul bell made a mistake, it might also attract the attention of terrifying and strange beings.

As for what exactly he provoked, Su Jiao didn't know. He couldn't remember the specific content of that dream clearly. Even if he tried hard, he couldn't think of an ugly Dingmao.

Since waking up, the system has been silent.

Su Jiao has two doubts. The silence of the system is related to the dream he had, and the second is that his power consumption is too high to support the system.

However, based on previous experience, Su Jiao felt that the former was more likely.

Although there is no systematic guidance, he does not intend to give up.

Now that you know the cause of the last accident, you can rule out the problem and try again.

This time he will not be distracted, and will prepare enough divine power, and will not be negligent because he is a god. He will strictly abide by the rules of Yinling Ling to communicate with him.

Ordinary people bathe and purify their bodies with the help of materials to make themselves appear more pure and to arouse the resonance of the soul-inducing bell, but Su Jiao now has the physique of a C-level god, so naturally he doesn't need to do these things.

Although Su Jiao didn't have to take a bath to prepare materials, but he decided to strictly abide by the rules for communicating with Soul Yinling.

Su Jiao held the soul-inducing bell, concentrating a little divine power in it. After communicating with the soul-inducing bell, he changed the names of several spells.

Finally, cautiously, he recited the "spell name" that he was allowed to recite after the spirit bell communicated with him.

"In the silent night, in the phosphorous fire burned by the bone buryer, watch the shadow of the dead."

"In the name of God, I will stare at your name in the abyss, in hell, in the lingering yellow spring, in the blood river where the death scythe cut off the head."

In the corridor at the entrance of the surgical operating room, Su Jiao was wearing a snow-white sweater. Her face was like the first snow, her lips were bright red, and her amber eyes were condensed with golden light. The pure wind revolved around him, and a silver bell floated in front of him, emitting snow-white waves. He drank low:

"Respond to me!"

"Zheng Feng!"

In the rippling golden light, Su Jiao saw a chaotic gray figure. She was wearing the clothes she used to wear, her face was pale, and her eyes were tightly closed. The whole person looked like a painting full of grayscale.

Just letting Zheng Feng appear, his divine power was not consumed at all.

"Ding--"

With a crisp sound, Su Jiao saw her falling into the bell as a cloud of gray mist.

Although there was no system reminder, Su Jiao knew that the charge was successful.

The original incantation of the soul-inducing bell is——

[In the silent night, in the phosphorous fire burned by the bone buryer, watching the shadow of the dead]

[Pray to the great soul with a humble body, He will stare at your name in the abyss, in hell, in the lingering Huangquan, in the blood river where the death scythe cut off the head. 】

Su Jiao himself is a god of natural disasters, he doesn't need to pray for power from any existence, so changing the name to himself is also consuming his own divine power, not the soul-inducing bell's own power.

But the divine power actually only dropped by 1 point, and then recovered immediately.

He retracted the bell in surprise.

The moment Su Jiao held the soul-inducing bell, Su Jiao suddenly felt a huge palpitation. It was a kind of uncontrollable panic and uneasiness as if he had offended something.

Su Jiao frowned. For some reason, some messy and broken blood roses suddenly flashed in his mind, but after thinking about it carefully, there was no trace to be found.

He put the soul-inducing bell away, looked at the sky, it was just afternoon.

Liu Hanyi was injured in this hospital, so he was also treated in this hospital nearby.

He sent Liu Han a message and asked for his ward number.

I thought I wouldn't get a reply, but the other side replied almost in seconds.

[3-3-140]

Ward 140 on the third floor of the third building.

Liu Han's fingers trembled, but he entered the number extremely quickly, and then panted hard because of the pain from the tearing wound.

His mother came back after pouring water for him and saw the blood stains on his gauze, and screamed, "What are you doing!!"

Liu Hanyi's mother dresses up elegantly, even in the hospital, she wears delicate and gentle makeup, but her personality is not so gentle - she snatched Liu Hanyi's mobile phone, but she couldn't find any chats Record.

Liu Hanyi's cell phone was set up by himself. When someone other than him took the cell phone, the camera automatically reads the face, and all the information in the cell phone will be automatically hidden.

"Who are you sending messages to?" Liu Hanyi's mother, Qiu Jia, questioned loudly, "Who are you sending messages to when you are already like this? Is this person who caused you to become like this!!"

Liu Han looked coldly at his grumpy mother—she was so grumpy, probably because his father had a new love and rarely came to see her anymore.

Liu Hanyi said, "You don't need to come and see me."

"My business has nothing to do with you."

Looking at her son's indifferent face, Qiu Jia was so angry that she didn't speak for a long time, she took a few short breaths, holding the exquisite and expensive bag: "Okay, okay, your wings are stiff, leave me alone, I'll go! ! Let me see who will take care of you!"

The sound of high heels hitting the ground faded away.

Liu Hanyi was indifferent to his mother's departure. He looked sideways out of the window and watched a few little sparrows flapping their wings and flying to a higher place.

So his fingers caressed the cold phone, and he couldn't help but think of Su Jiao again, that slender, indifferent, yet warm young god.

The third building is the inpatient building, which is basically full of hospitalized patients.

Su Jiao walked down to the third building and waited for the elevator, he thought, if Yan Lian woke up and knew that he had fainted, he turned to look at Liu Hanyi, wondering if he would faint again.

Su Jiao was thinking about how much offering value this wave could get, when she suddenly heard a faint voice behind her.

"Do you want to see a patient empty-handed?"

Su Jiao turned around and saw Su Chimian.

The man was wearing a dove gray double-breasted trench coat with one hand in his pocket, his amber eyes were looking at him, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he looked tall and indifferent.

Realizing that Su Jiao was looking over, Su Chimian paused for a moment, and said in a calm but non-blaming, just declarative way: "This will seem a little rude."

Su Jiao thought to herself, it's none of his business to care too much.

He thought Liu Han still wanted to bring a gift?Not carrying two hammers is to save face.

But he decided to reply politely and decently, full of social etiquette to his brother who was more distant than a stranger, for example, I got it, thank you for reminding——and then went to see Liu Hanyi empty-handed.

So he opened his mouth: "I remember you don't live by the sea, so you really don't need to worry about the width."

Su Banana: "."

When it's over, it feels so good to speak frankly.

It feels good to blame others instead of blaming yourself when things happen.

But seeing Su Chimian's not-so-good-looking face, Su Jiao shut her mouth and decided not to offend her brother.

At this moment, the elevator arrived with a "ding". He turned his head and was about to get on the elevator, but saw a well-dressed woman holding her expensive sachet and rushing out of the elevator angrily. Su Jiao Was pulled a bit, to avoid the collision.

Before leaving, the woman seemed to think they were in the way, so she glared at them.

Su Jiao paused for a moment, then looked back at Su Chimian - he was grabbed by Su Chimian just now.

Su Chimian also seemed to think it was impolite. He looked away slightly, but he didn't let go of Su Jiao's hand—probably because he didn't want to miss the opportunity to talk to his only younger brother. He said slowly and with difficulty: "I... have two private villas on the coast of Amizle in country m."

Su Banana: "."

oh?So this should be the reason for you to be so wide and hold my hand and not let go? ?

Su Chimian also seemed to feel that the words were not very decent, and he was even slightly at a loss. He was silent for a while, and decided to speak from another direction: "This is... when my mother was studying abroad, she bought a the next place."

Su Banana had a meal.

Mother.

Su Chimian noticed that Su Jiao seemed to be touched, so he continued: "Mother's matter... I think you should know something. If you are interested, we can find a quiet place and talk slowly."

Su Jiao wanted to take out her hand: "No need."

Su Chimian didn't let go, but immediately said: "Back then, because my mother insisted on studying abroad, Yuchi's family didn't give her much help."

Seeing that Su Banana didn't move.

Su Chimian realized that Su Jiao was interested in this topic.

So he considered his words and continued in a low and slow tone, "This is the pre-marital property she earned with her own hard work, and she cherishes it very much."

"During the time when my father changed his mind... during the time before you were born." Su Chimian said: "She often told me about the things she experienced abroad, the friends she met, Columbia Business School studies economics, has brilliant minds and shrewd means..."

As Su Chimian said, he glanced at Su Jiao.

Su Jiao didn't leave, but she didn't respond either.

"But in fact, my mother didn't enjoy such a happy day for a long time."

Su Chimian said softly: "The Yuchi family is a big family. As the only daughter, she must come back and marry the Su family for the sake of the Yuchi family's business... After she gave birth to me, because of conflicts with the family, she had to deal with some problems in life. Her pregnancy was not going well, and she suffered from postpartum depression... Her father took her out of those dark days."

"Probably because of this, she gradually fell in love with her father." Su Chimian said: "My father has become my mother's spiritual support. She is willing to become a full-time housewife for my father and raise me well."

Su Chimian's eyes gradually showed a look of reminiscence: "When I was very young, I was a very good family."

"But my father cheated."

"At that time." Su Chimian said softly, "She was very desperate."

Su Jiao has been in the Su family for more than ten years, but this is the first time she has heard of this.

No one would tell him this - he is just a humble illegitimate child, and Yu Chijin, who is obviously his biological mother, to Su Jiao in the past ten years, she is like a noble queen in a fairy tale , or the elegant fairy godmother, and his existence is related to Yuchi Jin, just like the mud that fate will paste on the queen's face, the poisonous apple that the princess wants to eat, even if someone mentions Yuchi Jin to him, a child of the junior A single word seems to be a humiliation to Yuchi Jin naked, naked, naked.

It would be a lie to say that Su Jiao didn't care at all.

But to say that Su Jiao cared very much, that's not necessarily the case.

After becoming a C-level god, Su Jiao found that he had changed a little bit—it seemed that he had become a little cold-blooded, no, it shouldn't be cold-blooded, but another kind, something like a monster slowly grew in his heart. As for affecting his emotions, it will make his judgments and decisions more rational.

That is something different from human nature, but something more noble and pure.

That is the "divinity" that grows again with the promotion of the level.

It is dignified, arrogant, straightforward, acts and dresses more decently, but is also compassionate, gentle, distinguishes between good and evil, and is full of justice.

Su Jiao heard herself saying: "So she chose to give birth to me in order to win back her husband's heart?"

In fact, hearing this reason, Su Jiao was not very disappointed, because she was used to it.

Su Chimian shook her head and said, "No."

He said: "You are not a tool for mother to keep father."

Su Jiao guessed casually: "That means you are too lonely and want to have a baby."

In fact, this is the reason for many families to have a second child.

Su Jiao didn't really want to listen anymore, so her tone was perfunctory.

Su Chimian shook her head: "I have been independent since I was a child, and I don't need too many playmates, and you are not a tool to play with me."

Su Jiao twitched the corner of her mouth: "Oh, you don't want to say that she gave birth to me just because she wanted to do it."

Su Chimian nodded: "In a sense, yes."

"She gave birth to you because she wanted to love you."

Su Chimian said softly: "Because my father changed his mind and I was too independent, but she still has a lot of love that has no place to rest, that's why she wanted to give birth to you."

Su Banana: "..."

Su Chimian said: "During her pregnancy, she was actually very happy. Every day when I came back from school, I could see her choosing the right name for you in the dictionary, learning some five elements and eight characters every day, and choosing clothes for you. And toys... After knowing that her father cheated, she was actually very sad, but you let her come out."

"Su Bingxue..." Su Jiao said coldly and critically, "This name doesn't sound nice, and it doesn't sound like she put her heart into it."

He was bullied, humiliated, and slandered by the person with this name, and lived under the shadow of this name for unaccountable months, months, and years, and he really couldn't develop a good impression of it.

"Bingxue, Bing, it turns out that it means to tell and bestow." Su Chimian said softly: "Your due date is February, which is winter, which means God bestows snow. She hopes that you will feel like you have She has a character as pure as snow, is polite, decent, and knows how to love and bestow."

"When she gave birth to you, when she was dying of bleeding, she dragged me to ask for your birthday. When I heard the horoscope for your birthday, she thought you might be short of five elements, so I asked me to change the date of birth to bing."

Su Jiao stood where she was and didn't speak for a long time.

It turns out that the stolen, not-so-nice name has so many stories.

"She didn't leave a lot of words when she left." Su Chimian said, "But what she left the most should be loving you."

Su Chimian is actually a man of few words - he never likes to talk so much in front of others.

But bananas are different.

This is his only brother.

During the time when his father had not cheated on him and he was in harmony with his mother, Su Chimian actually wanted to have a younger brother, or a younger sister.

Sometimes he would naively think that maybe he was born too cold, so he couldn't make his father like this family. If he had a younger brother or sister who was more cute and acted like a baby, would his father care more about this family?

Later, he thought, even if his father didn't like it, it didn't matter.

He is very quiet, and his mother is also very quiet, which makes the family very quiet. If there is a sister or brother who loves to be noisy, once this happens, it will be a good story.

……

"Although you've said so much, I still know why she loves me." Su Jiao heard his voice so cold that it was almost heartless, and he stared at Su Chimian: "Do you want to hear it?"

Su Chimian: "Tell me."

"Because in this world, only the dead can love me." Su Jiao curled the corners of her lips, smiling innocently: "Their love only lives in other people's mouths, even if they are wrong, they will not refute."

Su Chimian didn't argue, but just looked at Su Jiao quietly.

He has suffered a lot, so his words are sharp.

"For the sake of the time you spent telling the story." Su Jiao pulled his hand back from Su Chimian's, which took him a lot of strength.

Su Jiao rubbed her red wrist and said, "I am willing to be a polite and decent person for the protagonist of your story for the time being."

Su Chimian frowned: "Your... friend."

Su Chimian actually didn't support Su Jiao to make Liu Hanyi a friend - but the fact is, if it wasn't for the sudden injury of Liu Hanyi, Su Chimian might not find a reason to talk to Su Jiao, so Su Chimian reluctantly Put Liu Hanyi in the [friends my younger brother can barely use] into the column.

Su Chimian said: "I prepared some fruits for him for you."

Su Banana: "."

Su Jiao thought, it seemed that this elder brother learned about Liu Hanyi's situation in a timely manner - he probably had been waiting for a long time.

Now that everything is ready, there is no need for him to use it for nothing. After all, if he goes to buy the fruit basket in person, the divine power that has not been recovered is likely to be in jeopardy again—Su Jiao can even guess that if the system exists, it will say what, like—

How could a reserved and noble god go to buy a fruit basket in person? He is really depraved!

If Su Jiao used to think it was a bit too hypocritical, but now he thinks it is.

The noble gods just don’t buy things in person. These are trivial things that believers and mortals do for the gods. What the gods have to do is to fight against "natural disasters" while maintaining dignity, protect mortals in natural disasters, and accumulate merit. Eliminate disaster and poverty.

At the moment when he thought this way, he suddenly had a strange feeling that Ren Du's second channel was suddenly opened up - this is a very magical feeling, as if the barriers that had been covering him all along and that troubled him were broken , the divine power that was almost weak due to the summoning of strange things will be fully restored in an instant!

A total of [-] million divine power filled his body in an instant, making him feel as if he was about to float.

This feeling is probably due to his understanding and recognition of his own "divinity", which has improved to a higher level.

As a god, he is noble, reserved, elegant, picky, and even arrogant, which is a matter of course, because he... No, he is a completely different existence from "human beings".

What the system has been emphasizing is the most basic quality that a god should possess if he is required to maintain a high standard. If you want to be yourself, then he can only be a "human", not a "god", so the divine power will keep dropping.

And if he behaves more in line with a "god"—wealthy, powerful, arrogant, reserved, merciful, merciful, and has a clear distinction between good and evil, then he will become stronger and stronger until he becomes a veritable god.

Simply put.

The more you do things in line with the status of a god, the stronger you will be.

Su Chimian on the side suddenly felt that Su Jiao's temperament suddenly changed.

It was an indescribable feeling.

If the previous Su Jiao would give him a feeling of pretending indifference, or even a little hard work because of strong support, then the current Su Jiao suddenly seemed to get used to the role, becoming frank, elegant, and even a lot more natural.

"Have you figured something out?" Su Chimian thought, "Or have you recognized your identity?"

No matter what, Su Chimian didn't dislike this change.

His younger brother has experienced too much suffering and suffering, almost bent his back by the suffering of life and the viciousness of others, and crushed his pride-so the subsequent indifference, defensiveness and arrogance, whether it is strong support or true , he has no intention of tearing things down.

The hurt and pain caused by previous misunderstandings cannot be undone, but he will try his best to make up for it in the future, and work hard to protect his fragile brother, his pride, his ideals, and everything about him.

It's like a glass doll that is broken on the ground. If you are not careful during the bonding process, you will be stabbed by sharp thorns, but so what.

As the elder brother, he would only suffer a little injury, but the younger brother he was supposed to protect was shattered under his negligence.

Su Chimian looked at the back of the young man who was so thin that he was almost lonely, and thought.

If the mother is in the spirit of heaven, she knows that the child she gave birth to with full expectation has suffered so much.

She is so heartbroken.

Su Chimian suddenly laughed at himself.

Because this is the only way for him to think about his mother's heartache, he seems to be able to ignore the indistinct but endless pain in his heart.