As soon as such a thought arose, he felt that there was a thought in his heart moving.
I can be a god, and I can prevent all this tragedy from happening.
"Then, are you willing to become a god?" A voice asked in Han Ming's heart.
Looking at the hardships under his feet, Luogen nodded firmly.
Then, a ray of light appeared, fell into the spirit and came to the gods. In the midst of the clouds and rain, all the alien races were killed.
With his hands raised, Luoyuan City returned to its original appearance again.
At this time, Luogen finally woke up.
Seeing the three family leaving happily in the distance, Han Ming was speechless for a long time.
"This is the first time, you lost." The old man stood quietly in front of Han Ming and said with a smile.
Han Ming was speechless.
"Do you want to continue your second life?"
Han Ming nodded slowly.
"good!"
The old man waved his hand and Han Ming's figure disappeared again.
This is a grassland.
The herder on the grassland raised the long whip in his hand and threw it out in the air to make a crisp sound of banging.
A group of children chased each other on the grassland, playing and playing.
One of the young children was named Shengye. Among these children, he smiled the brightest and had the happiest time.
As the sun sets, the herdsmen end their day's work and drive cattle and sheep back to their tribes.
The fallen leaves were crazy for a day and finally went home.
"This kid! Look, it looks like a little clay man."
Shengye's mother carved a wet wipe and wiped it hard on Shengye's face.
And the fallen leaves are just a foolish smile.
At night, lying on the bed, Shengye's sister Shenghua stared at her bright big eyes and asked curiously: "Xiaoyezi, why are you so crazy every day? You are having so much fun, as if you haven't had enough fun in your previous lives.
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Sheng Ye smiled and said, "What's so unhappy?"
"Cut" Shenghua curled her lips disdainfully: "Look at other people's children, at your age, who is not a horse riding arrow?
Look at yourself again, you will know how to have fun everywhere.”
Sheng Ye laughed and said, "What's the fun of riding a horse and arrow? I don't want to go to war. It's great to be honest at home when I grow up."
In a blink of an eye, ten years have passed.
Shengye has grown into a strong and tough guy, very kind and kind person, and everyone in the village likes him very much.
The aunt of the Lin family was thinking about introducing Sheng Ye to a wife to start a family and start a business, but Sheng Ye smiled and refused.
"I'm still young, no hurry."
"I think you are not in a hurry, but you haven't had enough fun yet. This crazy guy knows to run around all day." The aunt next door smiled and patted the back of Zhuangshi Shengye.
"hey-hey."
On this day, Sheng Ye's mother and sister returned. A few days ago, the mother and daughter followed the caravan to the distant Zhongyuan City. On the one hand, they sold some cattle and horses, and on the other hand, they bought some pots, pots, pots, tiles and jars that were not on the grassland that were not available.
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But they did not notice that there was a group of soldiers from the Central Plains hanging from behind in the distance and returned to the grassland with them.
Late at night, the flower quietly came to the leaf window and poked the leaf's waist.
"What are you doing..." Shengye opened his eyes in a daze and saw his sister looking at him with a smile.
"Xiao Yezi, give it. This is the pastry I bought with secretly sold Xiaohong. These pastries are so delicious, I don't want to eat them. You can try them."
When Shengye heard his sister's words, he immediately stood up: "Ah? Have you sold Xiaohong?"
Xiaohong is a little foal, and she is the favorite baby of Shenghua. This little foal is pure in blood and is famous in the nearby villages. For this little foal, many people have turned to the door.
They came to propose marriage, but they were all pushed back by Shenghua.
Others don’t know, but Shenghua knows it very well. The reason why Shengye is not like other people’s children is because he fell into a problem when he got a younger brother. His brain is a bit flawed. To put it bluntly, he is just a little fool. But not only does the family
Instead of disdaining him, he took care of him more.
Shenghua loves this younger brother very much, because some time ago, Shengye heard from his partner that people in the Central Plains can make a pastry, which is very delicious, much better than beef and mutton. You can live forever with just one bite.
Two people can become gods.
Shengye believed it, and in his spare time, he mentioned to his sister how good it would be if he could taste the so-called pastry in his lifetime.
But my sister Shenghua remembered this sentence firmly in her heart. With the caravans heading to Zhongyuan City together, she quietly sold Xiaohong and bought something she had been thinking about for her brother.
"Sister! You are too brave! Xiaohong is your dowry. If you know, you must use a whip to slap you!"
"Haha, what's wrong? My brother has eaten pastries and turned into a god. Wouldn't it be better to turn a little red out for me?"
Sheng Ye Han smiled silly: "That's right, that's right."
Unfortunately, after eating the pastry, the raw leaves did not become a god, but instead faced an unexpected disaster.
A large group of Central Plains soldiers quietly followed the depths of the grassland and came to the village where Shengye was located.
That night the entire village was hit by destruction.
All the cattle, sheep and animals were robbed, and the stored animal skins were not left behind. What made Shengye even more desperate was that these Central Plains soldiers were more fierce than the evil wolf deep in the grassland, and all the men they met were killed.
The women you meet will be snatched away by the beautiful ones, and the elderly will be insulted and buried alive.
Shengye's mother was killed. The sister panicked and hid in the horse shed with her younger brother, and used a cloth strip to wrap Shengye's mouth and limbs, and stuffed him into the hay pile that made feed for the horse.
The raw flower, who had no time to hide, was caught by two grim soldiers, tore her clothes and insulted her on the spot. Finally, she tied it up with a rope and brought it back to the Central Plains.
And all of this, Shengye hid in the haystack and saw it in his eyes, but he couldn't speak or speak.
Seeing the moment when his sister was taken away, Shengye's heart was broken. He clenched his fists hard, and his anger burned all his reason.
Shengye escaped this catastrophe and was rescued by people from other villages who came to explore. But Shengye changed and became taciturn. In the end, he only knew how to practice martial arts and swords. He buried his heart
One mission that must be accomplished is to save your sister, avenge your mother, and kill all the inhumane people in the Central Plains.
As time goes by, Shengye's power becomes stronger and stronger. He becomes the leader of the village and unify the grassland, and finally has his own power.
This ri Shengye, who was ready for everything, began to conquer the Central Plains with his own tribe.
After fighting with the people of the Central Plains for nearly twenty years, Shengye's tribe won.
They rushed into the city to avenge their dead tribe members. Sheng Ye was excited to search for his long-lost sister.
But a news that made Shengye despair enter Shengye's ears.
The flower was sold into a place of Fenghua twenty years ago. The god of Jing could not bear such a major blow and was crazy. He said that the words "Little Leaf" were all "Little Leaf" every day.
Sheng Ye was also crazy. He lost his last reason and ordered the city to be massacred. He ordered his sister to be retrieved.
At this time, a Central Plains warrior appeared and killed nearly 60% of Shengye's tribal warriors with one force.
Retreat near before his eyes, Sheng Ye felt regretful. He hated that he had not listened to his mother and sister since childhood, hated that he had not practiced riding and did not protect his family. He hated that he had not yet been so far, even though his sister went crazy, he still
I don't have the ability to get my lost sister back.
He hated the Central Plains warrior, very much the Central Plains warrior who broke his hopes.
And at this time, a voice came from Shengye's heart.
"If you want, you can become a god and turn back all the misfortunes you encounter in front of you. Are you willing?"
Sheng Ye nodded suddenly, and he firmly believed in this sentence. Until now, he believed that the pastries his sister brought him were useful.
"I do!"
A ray of light appeared, Shengye wore a golden armored battle robe, and with just one blow, he knocked the Central Plains warrior to the ground.
With a light wave of his right hand, his mother and his sister all came back.
The Central Plains City was broken, and none of the Central Plains soldiers and people survived.
Looking at the angry Central Plains warrior under his feet, Sheng Ye asked in disguise: "You are very brave, what's your name?"
The Central Plains warrior glared at Shengye angrily, and blurted out two words: "Luogen!"
"ah!!"
Sheng Ye felt his head blank, and then everything returned to peace.
On the grassland, Shengye held his sister's hand and ran happily.
The old man appeared beside Han Ming and asked with a smile: "This time, you lost again."
Han Ming sighed, still speechless.
"The things in this world are often not as simple as you think.
Just like in your first life, in your eyes, alien races are evil, damn, and absolutely cannot be preserved.
But in your eyes, the people of the Central Plains are the same.
Two lives have been human beings, but you have made the same choice in the same matter, but the results can be completely different.
I'll ask you, which side is a good person, which side is a bad person? Can you tell it clearly and understand it?"
Han Ming shook his head slowly and asked back: "I had a question before. You asked me if I want to be a god. My answer is, I am already a god. But you didn't answer me. What am I?
It’s not God. Then I’ll ask you now, am I God?”
The old man smiled and said, "You had the power of God before, but you did not have the will of God. To put it bluntly, you do not have the divine character."
"godhead?"
Han Ming was confused.
"What exactly is the divine nature you are talking about? Isn't it the supreme power? Isn't it the strength of turning hands to make clouds and turn hands to make rain?" dd