Through Minglian's eyes, Xie Pingwu saw that the former beautiful scenery of Huaxu became painful and distorted.

She continued to overdraw her magical power and wanted to balance the rules of the heaven and earth. At first Qu Xi stopped her, but later, Qu Xi simply obediently helped Minglian dredge the river and rescue the victims.

After this plague, more than half of the people in the world disappeared.

Minglian looked at Minghe, who had exhausted his spiritual power again, and fell into deep thought. Qu Xi sat next to her and covered her eyes with his hands, rarely stopping, "Sister, as long as you don't care about this..."

Let the mortals die, Huaxu Realm be destroyed, and the sovereignty of heaven return to Minglian's hands.

At that time, she could completely create a new world.

"Let me think about it." Minglian was very tired. She hadn't rested for a long time. She stretched out her hand to support her chin and closed her eyes. "Axi, please let me squint for a while. I'm so sleepy."

Qu Xi stood up obediently without clinging to her.

Minglian sits on the dry river bed, and the hot and dry wind blows into her wide sleeves. The girl seems to be in some pain. She has been worshiped by mortals for generations, and those unfulfilled wishes are ringing in her ears all the time.

"Goddess, please help my mother, who has broken her leg, get better so that she can work in the fields and take care of her children, so that our family can grow food for the winter."

"Bless us to have a child, Goddess. We, the fifth generation of single generations, can't cut off our incense -"

"My little daughter escaped death. Thanks to the goddess's protection, we specially ground this year's newly harvested wheat, steamed steamed buns, and sent them to the goddess."

"..."

Xie Pingwu wanted to take a look at Ming Lian's expression at this moment.

But she can't see it.

"Sister." There was a timid, childish voice behind him. Minglian turned his head. When he saw the half-grown girl, he was slightly startled, but the other party stretched out his hand to grab Minglian's sleeve, "You are also the one who was taken care of by your parents."

Did you bring it here to worship the river god?"

Minglian lowered his head and looked at the little girl who was as thin as a skeleton, "There is no river here."

The riverbed was dry and cracked, without a drop of water.

"Yes." The little girl sat down next to her, raised her face, and looked at the shiny hairpin on Minglian's head, her eyes shining with envy, "They said that as long as I find the River God here, I will sacrifice myself.

Give it to them, and the river god will raise the tide for us."

There is no water, so how can the tide rise?

Minglian formed a seal with his hands, used his divine power to create a bowl of water, and brought it to the little girl's chapped lips, "After drinking, I will send you back to find your parents."

"Gudu Gudu." The little girl drank for a long time, but she couldn't finish the water in the bowl. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she hugged the bowl tightly and looked at Minglian, "Sister can

Save our river god?"

Minglian was silent for a while and nodded.

There is only one god in this world, the goddess Minglian who created the world. All the gods they worship are both her and not her.

But if this continues, people's faith may create new gods and completely replace her. Minglian does not need to mind this. She reaches out and touches the little girl's head, remembering when she first created the first batch of humans.

They knew nothing, but Ming Lian taught them step by step how to make fire, draw water, build utensils, treat illnesses, and hunt.

The youngest girl also chased her and called her sister every day. Later, Minglian watched her get married, have children, grow old and die, and her daughter admired Minglian as much as she did...

In this short moment, Minglian seemed to be thinking about a lot of things.

"You go back with this bowl of water and find your parents." Minglian curved her lips gently, and when she smiled, the hot wind became soft and cool, "Tell them that the river god has brought tide to Minghe River.

, let them come and get water.”

"Sister...Sister River God!" The little girl nodded happily, "I will!"

"Go ahead."

The little girl held the bowl, fearing that the water would spill. She turned back every step, turned around happily, and ran towards the direction of the reeds. As she ran, she said the names of her tribe members, "Dad! Mother! Sister River God."

Appeared!"

Xie Pingwu had a bad premonition.

In fact, it almost took only a moment. Minglian stretched out his hand and pressed it on his left eye.

A sharp pain came from the eye socket, and Xie Pingwu instinctively lowered his head along with the bright curtain. In her fair and slender hand, there was a bloody eyeball. Even if it was separated from the beautiful and compassionate face, this eye still reflected the brilliance of compassion and gentleness.

Blood flowed down Minglian's face, dripping from his chin onto the dry river bed.

Xie Pingwu was so shocked that she didn't come back to her senses. A sudden sound rang out. Senior Minglian once told her that after her death, one of her eyes would turn into the Jinggui River and the other into the Moonlight Bead.

"This way, it's okay." Minglian murmured.

As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up the eyeball in her hand and dropped it on the river bed. The bloody left eye burst out with light blue light and turned into a stream of spring water, rising up into the sky and surging down.

The bright curtain rises in the wind, standing on the water waves, and looks back towards the reeds.

The little girl hiding in the reeds was stunned, quickly got in, turned around and ran in the original direction. Minglian retracted his gaze, reached out to cover his bleeding left eye, and looked down to see his face covered in blood.

, smiled helplessly.

Reflected on the water, Xie Pingwu finally saw this time that Ming Lian, who had always been calm, frowned in pain, his left eye bleeding and his right eye burst into tears.

Goddess also feels pain.

She stepped on the water waves and walked to the shore. Minglian squatted by the river, trying to wash away the blood on her hands, but when the blood merged into the water, it turned into one fat fish after another, rushing towards the shore.

She rushed over from the side.

The reeds behind him rustled, and after a while, a group of people rushed out.

As soon as they saw the river, they started making a loud noise like thunder, and immediately knelt in front of Minglian. More people held the jars in their hands and rushed up to catch fish and water. Minglian stood up and turned to leave, but was stopped again.

stop.

"Thank you River God!"

"River God, can you give me some more grain..."

"Yes, we...we are willing to hand over more children as sacrifices!"

These people were so hungry that they were as thin as skeletons, and many of them were even half-dead, lying on the ground dying. Even so, they still blocked Minglian, and even pinched the throats of several children. They only waited for Minglian to nod and immediately broke their necks.

as a sacrifice.

Xie Pingwu felt that Minglian's power was getting weaker and weaker. The loss of that eye was even more terrible than the previous depletion of divine power. But the excited mortals didn't know this. They knelt on the ground and moved towards Minglian quickly and scorchingly.

Curtain kowtows.

The blood on Minglian's chin dripped onto the ground, and crops grew in an instant.

One drop, one drop...

Crops and fruit trees of various colors grew up in the blink of an eye, moving towards the reeds in the distance. A vibrant harvest scene unfolded in front of everyone, but the goddess in the middle became more and more declining.

But Xie Pingwu couldn't speak, couldn't stop Ming Lian.

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Originally I wanted to recall it one copy at a time, but because I wanted to reveal all the foreshadowing as soon as possible, I just recalled them all. I didn’t mean to be stupid.

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!