No one can guarantee that they will not be eroded by time.

Everyone can only be themselves in the present moment.

So these thousand and one black knight made this choice.

For them, this is also a kind of protection.

She deserves to be protected by all of them in this way.

...

The soul appeared on Ye Xinxia. She wanted to use the technique of resurrection to make these people live.

The divine light shines brightly on the entire abandoned temple.

However, the magic of resurrection can only save one person. The most important thing is that this person must be willing to survive.

These thousand and one knights were not willing to come back from the dead.

Their blood was overflowing more and more, and even if they kept standing as much as possible, they still fell down in pieces.

You should know that Ye Xinxia now has the most brilliant spell in the world, but she cannot recall the lives of these thousand and zero black knights.

Ye Xinxia's white skirt was completely dyed red.

She burst into tears in the blood pool.

This was her first day as a goddess, but she could not resurrect anyone in front of her.

This pale supreme...

This unforgettable protection...

What exactly is the exchange for??

It's just a bud that yearns for light.

How humble and fragile are they in this wild and barbaric world?

...

...

The bright lights of the Parthenon will last all night, and some believers wearing monk robes are diligently washing the blood-filled steps with buckets of water.

A strong wind blew from the other side of the ocean, picking the fragrant flowers all over the Parthenon, giving them the intoxicating fragrance of the entire sacred mountain.

A white figure dragged a long skirt that had not yet completely removed the blood-colored hem, and walked back to the Goddess Hall step by step like a delicate body without a soul.

In the hall, everyone was smiling and holding a large bouquet of flawless olive flowers in their hands. Ye Xinxia didn't listen to a word of what they said.

Keep walking, and walk to your own quiet place.

There was a middle-aged man slowly walking towards Ye Xinxia.

"Xinxia, ​​what's wrong?" Mo Jiaxing looked at Ye Xinxia.

This is the first time in many years that Mo Jiaxing saw Ye Xinxia like this, how could he be so distraught!

Shouldn't we celebrate?

Shouldn't you be happy for the final victory?

Why is it more sad than the end of failure after years of hard work!

Ye Xinxia raised her head and looked at Mo Jiaxing's concern.

"Is it very hard? If it is very hard, let's go home." Mo Jiaxing was even more anxious when he saw Ye Xinxia's appearance.

I don’t know why, so I wanted to take Ye Xinxia away immediately.

Others may not be able to see her emotions from her calmness, but Ye Xinxia is his daughter. Mo Jiaxing knows very well how collapsed and desperate she is at this moment.

This goddess, it's better not to do it.

If this result will be brought, if Xinxia is so difficult, it would be better to go home.

At home, at least he and Mo Fan were there.

Ye Xinxia has always been the most precious in their family. Mo Jiaxing and Mo Fan never let her suffer a little grievance, nor are they willing to let her feel a little sad.

Let’s look at her now.

Even Ye Xinxia didn't say a word.

Even if it's just looking at Ye Xinxia's eyes...

How hard did these eyes work to support themselves not to fall down? This made Mo Jiaxing, the father, unable to help crying.

Is this still Xinxia who I and Mo Fan tried their best to care for?

If he knew that Ye Xinxia would become like this, he would never let her come to this place no matter what.

She was an ordinary girl. She had been weak since she was a child and had difficulty walking with her legs. Even if she needed someone to take care of her everywhere, in the eyes of Mo Jiaxing and Mo Fan, she was the most important person in this family.

As long as you look at her eyes, you can feel her pure heart, and she has not been infected by this complicated world. Such a girl will make people want to take care of her from the bottom of her heart, and she cannot bear to let her suffer a little bit of harm.

In that small home, I was the only one who was myself and Mo Fan, but I could see that Xinxia was well protected.

Why did thousands of people surrounded her when she arrived at the Parthenon? She couldn't take good care of her? It made her feel like she had experienced countless painful cycles, as if she had walked through the purgatory cave?

What's the point of being this goddess?

She should stay in college, get along with those who are as gentle as her, feel the beautiful things she loves, and live quietly and in that quiet time like other carefree girls.

"We will go home and stop caring about the matter here anymore, okay?" Mo Jiaxing continued to comfort him.

Mo Jiaxing's words finally changed the pale expression on Ye Xinxia's face.

She really wants to go back now.

If you can forget all this...

The tears that had finally been curbed poured into my eyes again.

"Don't cry, don't cry. If that kid Mo Fan saw it, he would definitely demolish the entire temple." Mo Jiaxing felt distressed and anxious, but he didn't know how to help her.

Ye Xinxia finally forced herself to hold back her tears.

She took a few deep breaths, even though her throat and nose were sore.

"You told me before that if the people around you pass away, you can plant a tree in the yard..." Ye Xinxia asked with a slight sob.

"Yes, I planted a pear tree for a lady a while ago... Where do you want to plant it, Dad will help you." Mo Jiaxing felt relieved when he finally spoke.

"That's it..." Ye Xinxia said.

Ye Xinxia showed Mo Jiaxing with her fingers.

It was a forest,

The forest she could see whenever she woke up.

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Chapter completed!