The whole universe is praising my vest

"Lord Luo Xia, I'm glad you're able to wake up." Luo Xi bowed slightly, with a rare expression of joy on his expressionless face.

Seeing Luoxi, Luoxi was also very happy. Among the current members of the royal family, he has the best relationship with Luoxi. He not only regards Luoxi as his favorite junior, but also intends to make Luoxi his heir.

Luo Xia also thought that he could give Luo Xi the task entrusted by the gods. Luo Xi was naturally indifferent, and Luo Xi might be able to accomplish things that he couldn't do.But looking at Luo Xi's shining eyes when he talked about the legend of the gods, Luo Xia thought of his past self, and couldn't help but despise his despicableness deeply. He even wanted to push the pain to a child.

In the end, Luoxi still didn't mention the matter of destroying the godhead, but just cultivated Luoxi more attentively.

Luo Xia was too familiar with false gods, and when he sensed Luo Xi's aura, he asked, "Have you gone to the temple?"

"Yes." Luoxi said, "Tomorrow is the festival of worshiping the gods. The false god seems to have changed. I am worried that he will cause damage."

Luo Xia smiled and said, "Don't worry, the matter will be resolved soon."

Luo Xi raised his eyes and looked at him a little strangely.

In the past, Luo Xia's brows were always shrouded in a thick haze. Once, when his emotions were on the verge of collapse, he told Luo Xi that he couldn't solve the false god, and no one could do anything to get the false god.

It was he who brought the disaster with his own hands.

However, when Luo Xia talked about false gods at this moment, he swept away the gloom, full of confidence, and his eyes revealed the brilliance of hope.

After waking up, Luo Xia underwent tremendous changes.

He came back from a walking dead and showed humility to An He.

Luo Xi's eyes fell on his biological brother.

He also found that Luo Xiu's attitude was also very abnormal.

When Luo Xiu was a child, he felt inferior because of the color of his hair and eyes, but he would not let his fragile side be exposed, but instead built a hard shell to firmly wrap the inside.Luo Xiu didn't even listen to his father's words very much. He was more like a hedgehog with spikes erected when facing Luo Xi. Only when facing Lord Luo Xia, would he show a little obedience.It was the first time Luo Xi saw him appear obediently.

Luo Xi suddenly froze in place, like a frozen statue.

He had an idea.

This idea is like a ray of skylight finally glimpsed by a person whose vision has been blocked by fog for a long time. Combined with the various abnormalities he felt from An He before, the fog cleared, and an incredible idea appeared in Luoxi's mind.

Even a false god can't make Lord Luoxia bow his head.

Only true gods can do it.

All along, it was his thinking that was wrong.

——An He couldn't possibly be a servant of God.

Luoxi woke up suddenly and found that there was no one around, An He had already left, his figure melted into the sunlight instantly, and hurried to the temple.

The vicinity of the temple is still overcast and there is no sunlight. Luoxi's ability will be suppressed here.Under the stairs leading to the gate of the temple, the light was shining brightly, and Luoxi appeared, and quickly climbed the steps without stopping for a second.When standing outside the temple door, Luoxi gasped twice, her golden hair was slightly messy.

Luoxi raised his hand to cover the heavy and cold door.

An He was already in the temple.

The gate of the temple was closed tightly, and no one else could enter.

Luoxi let out a slow breath, and the hand that was pressed against the door fell down.

He still failed to become a person who followed the near side of the god.

An He walked into the temple.

The door closed heavily behind him, blocking out the light from the outside world.

The dense black silk threads all over the room merged with the wriggling darkness, and Luo Xiu felt a chill in his heart, feeling like being peeped by countless cold creatures from all directions.

An He walked in the forefront, and the silk threads spontaneously gave way like loyal soldiers, respectfully asking An He to move forward.Where An He walked, the silk thread with a dangerous cold light melted quickly like ice and snow that had encountered the scorching sun, and returned to An He's body.

The system stated in an inorganic voice: "It has been detected that the host is about to return to the legendary status, and the seal of [God of Disease] has been lifted."

Countless words appeared around An He.

These are the legends of the god of disease that have been passed down from ancient times to the present in the nameless galaxy.They are either recorded on paper or passed on orally by the people. Although the carriers are different, the essence is the same.

——both carry their belief in the gods.

This is the source of God's power and the foundation of God's existence.

Except for An He, no one can see these words.

Mu Qinghe's saying is right, the birth of gods requires faith.

The god of disease was born in response to the prayers of the people.

The god of disease born at first did not live up to people's expectations, but in the end they lived up to their prayers.

This was true in ancient times, and it is true today.

The system said: "Here, welcome the coming of God."

All the words about the legend of the God of Disease were decomposed and then recombined, turning into endless black silk threads, covering An He's whole body.An He's hair grew to his waist, and the ends of his hair did not hang down according to the natural law, but floated slightly, as if his hair was far more than this amount, far more than this length, but the rest of it was hidden by no one. The void that can be seen.

Silk thread was woven on Anhe's body into a black robe that fell to his heels.

Luo Xiu stopped, clutching his collar painfully.

The godhead fragments buried in his body by the false god broke free and flew towards An He.

Luo Xiu turned his head and saw that the artifact in Luo Xia's hand was the same. The bone with a large number of black silk threads wrapped in the center broke away from Luo Xia and merged into An He's body.

They were originally a part of An He, and now they return to the main body.

The pain passed quickly, and was replaced by an unprecedented ease, as if a prisoner who had been bound tightly for a long time had finally untied his heavy shackles.

The fragments of the godhead have completely left, and from now on, that huge power belonging to the god will not bring any torture to Luo Xiu.

Luo Xia's heart was beating, and the blood flowing out was scalding hot.

"By the way, I almost forgot to correct you one thing." An He said, "The soul of the servant of the gods belongs to himself, and he will not involuntarily develop faith in the gods."

The falling voice was like a heavy hammer, smashing the shell that Luo Xiu had built for himself.

Memories of childhood flooded back.

Luo Xiu remembered that he inherited the royal blood as a believer of gods, and he also simply believed in gods. When he read the epic of gods for the first time, he was deeply moved by the content recorded in it, and because Luoxi worshiped gods much earlier than himself Get angry with dissatisfaction.Later, when Luo Xiu mentioned God's attitude changed, it wasn't because his belief turned into hatred, but because of an emotion similar to questioning or even grievance——

I am your servant, your believer.

Why do you only bring disaster to me, but not save me?

Luo Xiu kept saying that his positive emotions towards the gods were passively generated by his physique, and he himself was very unhappy about this.In fact, Luoxia still has a belief in the gods deep in his heart. When he was a child, he read the epic for the first time. The original intention has never changed, but he doesn't want to admit it.

He felt that God ignored him, so why should he care about God.

"Sorry, I'm late." An He said.

All the resentment disappeared in an instant, and the belief that had been suppressed for a long time seemed to be gushing out.

Facing the back of God, Luo Xiu lowered his head.

An He went all the way unimpeded, walking along the stairs to the top of the high platform, where his remaining body was sitting in the throne, wrapped in a cocoon with a little dark red silk thread.

An He looked down quietly, the eyes of the former body suddenly opened, and the color was no longer black like the night sky, but scarlet like blood.

"God of Disease, I never thought you were still alive." Using a body that didn't belong to him to speak forcefully, the false god's voice changed and became hoarse.

"I didn't expect it myself." An He still smiled leisurely, "It should be said, the first time we met? I was also a little surprised that the godhead and negative rules I left behind gave birth to a brand new consciousness."

The scarlet eyeballs turned stiffly, and turned their gaze to Luo Xia and Luo Xiu below the high platform.

"Are you attacking me for human beings?" said the false god, "You have done too much for small human beings, how can they have such value? We are all born from rules, you and I are the same kind."

An He: "The same kind that occupy my body and erode my godhead?"

The false god slowed down his tone: "I thought you were dead. Instead of being destroyed by lowly humans according to your ideas, the godhead should be used for me to become stronger."

"So that's the case." An He said in a discussing tone, "Now that I'm back, can I return my body and godhead?"

The false god showed an expression of being trampled on a painful foot.

"You're still a child." An He looked sympathetically, "You were born not long ago, and you were closed inside the temple, rarely communicating with the outside world. You can almost tell what you're thinking at a glance."

The false god screamed, "Don't look at me like that!"

"The situation will eventually develop to this point. It would be better if you have something to say earlier, why waste time." An He sighed, "Seeing you using my previous body to make this kind of voice, showing this kind of voice, I am already a little disgusted gone."

The false god stopped pretending, and said with a sneer, "You were not a righteous god with a complete personality before, let alone now! Ha, let me take a closer look, the god of disease that is praised by people has become a fragile human being! Do you think you can kill me?"

"You have to try to know." An He said.

The next moment, the pitch-black silk thread bypassed the two humans and swept through the temple again.

The next day, the festival of offering sacrifices to the gods.

As soon as it was daylight, Xinghua noticed the hustle and bustle outside.Even the aristocrats who usually claim to be superior to others put down their arrogance on this festival and have fun with the common people.

Before the gods, they are all equal.

Xinghua also got up early, ready to go out to feel the festive atmosphere.

This is the first time he spent the festival in the royal capital.

Xinghua is going to do something exciting during the festival. He wants to express his heart to the girl under the watchful eye of God.

Yesterday, Xinghua made an appointment with Zeng Shi that he would take the girl and Zeng Shi's family to participate in the morning activities of the festival.

The rest is the double time between him and the girl.

Thinking about today's full schedule, Xinghua patted his cheeks with his hands soaked in cold water, feeling refreshed.He went downstairs and saw Zeng Shi's family sitting around the dining table having breakfast. A newspaper was spread out in front of Zeng Shi. The news headlines about the festival were maximized, and Xinghua could easily see them standing on the stairs.Zeng Shi's son's thoughts had already flown to the festival, he was absent-minded while eating, and kept looking out the window.

Xing Hua went over and rubbed the boy's little head vigorously, and then asked: "Today is a holiday, why don't you go out and eat something good?"

Zeng Shi smiled and shook his head: "It's crowded outside, unless you make a reservation early, you won't find a restaurant with vacancies at all."

"The ingredients that Miss Luo Lei has stored are pretty good," Zeng Shi's wife said.

Xing Hua asked: "I didn't see Miss Luo Lei, where did she go?"

Zeng Shi smiled slightly, and sighed softly: "Miss Luo Lei went to visit her father."

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