"Thank you." He said flatly.

"Thank you?" Hua Xi laughed, "You're too polite." ”

"Yes, after all, in the future, I want to be like a stranger with you, okay?" He asked.

Hua Xi pursed her lips, looked at him for a while, and then said, "Of course you can." ”

"Thank you." A smile slowly appeared on his face, "So, will you bless me?" ”

Hua Xi was silent for a moment, and then said, "I will!" I wish you all the best in the future! I hope you will one day, reign in the world! ”

"Thank you, the hospitality is not good, I won't send it." With that, he turned and went into the room, closing the door.

Hua Xi sat stunned for a while, then raised her head and saw Yan Xun still standing aside, looking at her with some sympathy.

It's funny how she can be sympathized.

Hua Xi stood up, staggered, and stumbled.

"I'll send you back, Miss Mosan." Yan Xun stepped forward to help her.

"No, you don't." Hua Xi suddenly straightened his back, "I can walk by myself!" ”

She raised her head, how could she make others sympathize? Where did her pride go? It's strange that it can be so painful to treat a person with sincerity.

No wonder, the killing methods of her time were ruthless and unjust.

She is so good, but when she comes to this era, she will be frustrated because of her feelings.

Hua Xi, how good it would be if you were a god, and it would be okay if you were a demon.

It must be ruthless and desireless, so there is no need to suffer.

She left the Seven Princes' Mansion and walked on the street, and the moon had been silently following her since she left the gate of the Seven Princes' Mansion.

There were many people on the street, and there were many pedestrians, and he followed her, but most people avoided him in fear when they saw him.

Slowly, all the people on the street ran out, hiding in the houses next to them, not daring to come out.

That's the poisonous son of the Shuoyue family.

It's cold and poisonous, it's so scary, if you get close, you'll die, so stay away.

The bustling street suddenly became quiet.

No one spoke, and a pair of hid eyes looked at the two people walking in front of them.

There was a sudden rumbling in the sky, lightning flashed, thunder rolled through, and the rain suddenly began to fall.

Why is it raining again?

The weather has been changing lately, and it's always raining, which makes people scared.

Hua Xi raised her head, and the rain fell on her face, slowly sliding down.

She opened her eyes and let the rain wash away the sourness in her eyes.

When I came, I thought of countless possibilities, but I didn't expect this one.

Long Qianyue is not wrong, the former Mo Huaxi may be wrong, and now she may be wrong.

But what is really wrong should be the world is right, an unfair fate!

If there really is a God, why would He arrange it this way?

The human race has to endure so much suffering and suffering, but it also has to torment people's hearts.

In the twenty-first century, she had heard of a myth that, in the ancient age of mythology, the language of mankind was common and communicative to all human beings.

Humanity was clever enough to build the Tower of Babylon that would lead to heaven, and God panicked and thus separated the human language.

Since then, human beings in various places have not been able to communicate, so there have been all kinds of suspicions and estrangements.

Maybe all the gods are so cold and cruel, God's authority cannot be shaken, and God wants to rule everything.

Therefore, God created injustice, created suffering and calamity, and He wanted mankind to worship Him.

It's not fair! It's not fair!

Why can God rule everything?

She hates such a fate!