Honghuang: Deceiving the Heavenly Demon Lotus, starting with deceiving the Western Church

Chapter 113: Nuwa is sad, believe the story

Nuwa floated down, looked at Ling Xiao, smiled slightly, and said: "I was wondering who it was, it turns out to be an old friend."

Ling Xiao looked at her and asked, "Yeah, I haven't seen you for so many years, why haven't you died yet?"

This guy is worthless to plunder.

Of course, you say whatever you want to say.

The seeds of resentment he wants to reap may be from someone else.

Nuwa: "..."

You have a really mean mouth.

but.

This person does have the ability to hurt others, but he doesn't worry about getting beaten.

Back then, he beat up the Three Pure Ones and then disappeared.

Now that he has appeared again, I wonder if the vast world will be in turmoil again because of him.

"Although we had some conflicts over the spiritual treasure back then, so many years have passed and I no longer take it to heart. Fellow Daoist, I don't know why you still have such a big opinion of me."

Nuwa and Lingxiao looked at the vast ocean in front of them side by side, with a hint of grievance in their tone.

Ling Xiao remained silent.

In the original ancient trajectory, the demons from the demon clan and heavenly court went out to slaughter the human race.

The souls of humans are melted into weapons and can pierce into the bodies of witches!
that day.

Among the human race, wailing was everywhere.

The laughter of the great demon mixed with the pleas of the old and weak humans.

Countless humans were massacred.

That is a great disaster for the human race!

Trillions of lives were killed to tens of billions.

The mountains of corpses and seas of blood are beyond description.

In the ancestral land of human race, the three tribes of human race knelt on the ground and wept blood, kowtowing to the statues of Nuwa and Taiqing Laozi.

We pray that these two saints can simply wave their sleeves to save their people and their believers.

but.

Two statues, only coldness.

Even if it’s just one offering a day.

What you are reluctant to eat, offer to the sacred first.

If you are reluctant to drink it, offer it to the sacred first.

When children grow up to understand things, they should kneel first to the sacred and then to their parents.

Even if it takes a hundred years, a thousand years, or even ten thousand years, we will worship day and night.

However, the burning hearts of human beings cannot awaken the sacredness that is high above.

That night, as blood was spilled, only sad songs danced with it.

Even if Ling Xiao reincarnates for thousands of lifetimes, or turns into a piece of stone, his heart is still with the human race!!
He deserves the eight words "descendants of Yan and Huang, Chinese people".

Nuwa became a saint by creating the human race, and then for thousands and tens of thousands of generations, until the destruction of the universe, she can always enjoy 40% of the fortune of the human race.

However, when the human race was in danger, he stood idly by.

As a result, the Virgin Mary in the eyes of hundreds of millions of human beings appears so cold and ruthless.

Isn't this a betrayal of his own people?
This traitor!!
It is simply an insult to the majestic image of Nuwa repairing the sky in my mind.

Ling Xiao got angry at the thought, turned around, swung his arm, and slapped Nuwa in the face.

"You still have the nerve to say that? Let me see if you wrong one more person."

Nuwa felt dizzy and saw stars. Then she shook her head with a confused look in her eyes.

"You...how did you hit me?"

She covered her face with one hand and looked at Ling Xiao in disbelief. Then, with anger in her eyes, she said, "I'll fight you!"

Nuwa sacrificed a red ball and threw it at Lingxiao.

Ling Xiao grabbed it.

"Give it back to me!" Nuwa was anxious. How come he took the magic weapon just after she used it?

Ling Xiao said, "You are wrong." Nuwa was surprised, then gritted her teeth and said, "I...I won't say it!"

Lingxiao bounced the red hydrangea and the marble on the ground, playing while walking forward.

Nuwa was helpless and said, "I was wrong! I was wrong!! I know I was wrong!!"

Her voice became louder and louder, full of resentment.

Ling Xiao turned around and asked with a smile, "Where did you go wrong?"

Hearing this, Nuwa burst into tears and began to sob in grievance.

"you are bullying me!"

"I am Nuwa, a weak woman, and you are a grown man, why do you want to bully me, wuwu..."

She covered her face and eyes with her hands, sobbing, her eyes peering through the gaps between her fingers, trying to gauge Ling Xiao's expression.

Ling Xiao was speechless for a moment as he listened to her fake crying.

Come and see!

There is a silly woman here who actually dreams of becoming a teacher of Zuowang Dao!

So, Ling Xiao began to play the role.

The actors immediately got into the mood!
Even without lights and close-ups...

He seemed to be possessed by all the Oscar-winning actors of all time.

Ling Xiao's expression was filled with guilt, and he held the red hydrangea in his hands, trembling.

I wanted to step forward, but I hesitated.

I want to speak, but I hesitate.

The guilt in his eyes broke through the lonely night and flowed into Nuwa's heart like a hot spring.

Nuwa, who was crying with her eyes covered, was overjoyed and thought to herself, "This kid! You really can't use force on him!"

She felt that she seemed to have found the code to interpersonal communication.

It seems that women cannot be cold-hearted. They should show weakness when necessary and finally gain a lot.

Nuwa was excited.

Having been bullied by Ling Xiao several times, she must teach him a lesson this time.

At this moment, Ling Xiao returned the red ball to Nuwa and said, "Don't cry, I shouldn't hit you."

Nuwa took the red hydrangea, wiped the tears from her face, and looked up and cried again.

Ling Xiao sat on the beach, looking at the endless sea, and said sadly: "Do you know why I hit you?"

"Let me tell you my story. I am a cat demon. When I was a child, I was often bullied by powerful people."

"Just a hundred years after my transformation, my father was killed by his enemies."

"My enemies came to my house in droves. My mother died under their knives in order to protect me."

"I don't know who my enemy is, but I remember that she has a stunningly beautiful face."

Ling Xiao spoke in a hoarse voice, accompanied by the sound of waves. In this silent night, his words were the only words left in Nuwa's ears.

Nuwa looked at the young man who was alone, hugging his knees and looking at the sea. She felt an inexplicable pain in her heart and said, "I...I forgive you."

She carefully moved her body closer.

The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth rose slightly.

This is just the beginning.

I haven't hurt you yet!

"I see. So when you saw a beautiful woman later, you couldn't help but want to hit her and attack her, right?"

A glimmer of pity flashed across Nuwa's eyes.

Ling Xiao sighed: "I know, that's just taking my anger out on others, it has nothing to do with others, but..."

He sobbed, grasping his hair with both hands, and said frantically: "But I really can't help it! Every time I see a beautiful woman, the scene of my parents' tragic death will appear in my mind."

Lines of tears slid down to the ground.

Illuminated by the moonlight, it appeared in Nuwa's eyes.

Nuwa's eyes were slightly red, and she placed a hand on Ling Xiao's shoulder and said, "I understand you."

How much suffering did this man endure to achieve what he has today!
She was thinking about a kitten that was being hunted by its enemies. The kitten was hiding from place to place, helpless and alone.

(End of this chapter)