Lao Gong is worried every day that I will die

The lifespan of interstellar people in the long galaxy is generally very long, but Ye An is different. A young accident caused Omega's originally weak body to be broken, and it is like a rose in the back. No matter how carefully Chi Yi takes care of him, he can't stop him "withered".

As everyone expected, Ye An passed away on a sunny afternoon. He was sitting in the courtyard, and in front of him was a large field of interstellar roses that Chi Yi had planted for him, which bloomed all year round.

Chi Yi stayed by Ye An's side until he stopped breathing and looked as if he was just asleep: "An An, wait for me to find you in the next world." Chi Yi held Ye An's hand and put it in his mouth side kiss.

After Ye An's death, Chi Yi left this world very quickly. In the blue space, the soft and cute voice of the "Magic of Love" system sounded: "Congratulations to Chi Yi's host for unlocking 30.00% of the characters. Currently, the total unlocking rate is 60.00%. Please Keep up the good work!"

Chi Yi was very satisfied with this number, "Thank you, let's go to the next world."

Although the "Magic Power of Love" system has gotten used to Chi Yi's style of acting, it still couldn't help reminding: "Master Chi Yi, every time we go to a world, we will consume a lot of mental power. Xiao Ai is worried that your body will not be able to bear such a heavy load." I'm under a lot of pressure, I suggest you take a break!"

"No, I think it's okay." Chi Yi directly rejected the "Magic of Love" system suggestion.

Seeing Chi Yi's resolute attitude, the "Magic of Love" system could only obey, "Okay, host Chi Yi, please prepare, we are about to go to the next world."

"Ah."

Leaving one world and immediately jumping into another world, how could one not be tired, but what makes Chi Yi feel more powerless than this is the death of "An'an" in each world, no matter how powerful one is, one cannot stop birth, old age, sickness and death.

There was still grief between Chi Yi's brows, and he rubbed the ring on his ring finger, which was his and An An's wedding ring in this life.

Prayers came from the sky above the ancient city-state, and it was as transparent as the wind and instantly ran through all the streets of the city-state. With the sound of prayer, the angels in the sky spread their white wings, and the golden light shone across the earth. Guided to kneel down piously, in an inconspicuous corner of such a huge ceremony, a black-haired boy stood quietly.

He seemed alien to those around him, for instead of reciting a prayer, or putting his hands together above his head to worship what they called their god, he just stood there in silence, with no emotion in his dark eyes.

It took a long time for the ceremony to end. The envoy folded his wings and guided the city-state residents to leave in an orderly manner. The surrounding crowd was surging, and the black-haired boy stood motionless. The statues are majestic and inviolable. They are the gods believed by everyone in the Aier Yinhui Continent. They represent "wind, fire, water, thunder, electricity" and "light" respectively.

The god surrounded in the center is the "God of Light". It is said that in ancient times, he led the other five gods to fight against the "demon" clan, expelled them from the Al Silver Continent, and sealed them forever.

I don't know if it was the illusion of the black-haired boy, but he saw a stream of light flashing through the statue of light, which was fleeting.

"Stone him." "Kill him." "I just saw that he didn't pray to our gods."

The black-haired boy felt pain when the stone was thrown on him, so he had to withdraw his attention from the statue. He was surrounded by teenagers around his age, but they looked much more domineering and arrogant.

"No wonder he has no wings." "If I were a god, I wouldn't give you wings."

The black-haired boy heard that his eyelids were drooping, and he didn't even pay attention to the bleeding marks on his arms. Everyone on the Aier Yinhui Continent will get a pair of wings when they grow up. The more God bestows, the closer you are to God, as was the case with the envoy who was just above the city-state.

"Ming An, you should leave the city-state. You don't have wings to prove that the gods hate you." "You don't deserve to stay in the Al Silver Continent, or you should kneel in front of the six gods and apologize with death."

These teenagers are not very old, but the words they say are compelling and extremely vicious.

Ming An's dark eyes were smudged with water vapor. On his 18th birthday last year, he bathed and burned incense. Wearing the most holy moon-white gown, he walked into the temple with the blessings of his family and partners. , Kneeling in front of the stone statues of the six gods and praying over and over again, but his 18 years of belief have not received mercy, and no god is willing to give him a pair of wings.

After walking out of the temple, everyone said that he was hated by the gods, and even his family members quickly distanced themselves from him, fearing that they would be implicated and the gods withdrew their wings. After hearing about this, the gods summoned him, and in the end, in order to highlight the tolerance of the gods, he allowed He stayed in Lige city-state.

But everyone doesn't like him, because he is not liked by the gods.

Ming An didn't refute, he pushed away the people blocking the way and ran away, despite the yelling of several teenagers behind him, he didn't stop until he ran in front of a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city-state. He lived here afterward. The temple looked dilapidated from the outside, but the inside was cleaned very clean by Ming An, and it seemed that there was only one god enshrined.

In the evening, a cup of tea was placed on the table in front of the god, which was spotless. After a year, Ming An knelt down in front of the statue again, put his palms together on top of his head, and prayed devoutly, as he had repeated day after day in the past 18 years.

There was no bathing, no incense, and no ceremonial robes.

"God of the heavens and gods, believer Ming'an begs you to give him wings."

"He wishes to respect and believe in you forever and ever."

"Never do anything disrespectful again."

Ming An used to be the most loyal believer.

At the same time, the man who had been sleeping for tens of thousands of years sitting in the seat of the God Court slowly opened his eyes, and a voice sounded in his head: "Master Chi Yi, please carry out the rescue!"

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