Above a mountain.

A beautiful figure stood on the top of the mountain, exuding an unparalleled sacred aura, a red lips and a delicate jade hand, which was so beautiful.

"Emperor's authority, human race..."

Nuwa looked at Fuxi and Sun Houzi in the inheritance ceremony with a dull look.

Unconsciously!

There are two more lines of wet on the delicate face that cannot be found in the world.

"Brother Xi, are you... okay?"

Nuwa spoke softly in a voice that only she could hear, her tone seemed to contain thousands of thoughts.

Then!

call out!

A breeze blew.

Nuwa's figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only the lush deep forests and the carefree little animals in the forest eating grass ignorantly.
Chapter completed!