To be honest, no one can be so calm in the face of death, and certainly not Hong Dali.
He traveled through time to save his two children because at that time he had no time to think about what would happen if he died. But it was different now. Now he was facing death, especially when death could come at any time.
So even if I can live a little longer, it would be good to at least say a few more words, which is better than saying nothing at all.
Another thing is that Hong Dali really wants to know whether the goddess in front of him has ever had a boyfriend...
So at this time, Hong Dali's curiosity finally defeated everything.
"I have never had a lover," the goddess of wisdom said to Hong Dali. She was not impatient or had any emotional fluctuations. It felt like a person talking to a puppy: "I don't need to have a lover."
Lovers, even gods, do not need lovers. I have a long life, almost an eternal life, and no one is suitable to be my lover."
When she said this, Hong Dali understood immediately.
This is the sorrow of eternity.
The goddess of wisdom has almost eternal life, but apart from her, other people, or gods, do not have such ability. She will never age or die, but others will.
And Hong Dali knew one thing very clearly, it was a very cruel torture to watch the people he loved most grow old day by day in front of his eyes.
This feeling may not be obvious to ordinary people, but the people who feel it most deeply are dog owners.
Many dog owners say that when the dog dies of old age, they will bury the dog in a better place. Then they will no longer keep a dog because they cannot bear the mental loss.
This is true for raising dogs, let alone people living together?
"Okay, I understand your feelings very well." Hong Dali shrugged his shoulders: "A lifetime, billions of years, being such a lonely person is indeed easy for people to develop abnormal psychology. Why are you like this?
Do you care if that demon god has come out? You don’t need to track down so many planes to find him, do you?”
"Because he killed my father." At this time, the goddess of wisdom seemed to be answering questions: "If someone killed your parents, would you let him go?"
"That's certainly not the case," Hong Dali thought for a while. He had just been born when Hong Haoming and his wife died, and the feeling was not very strong. If Hong Weiguo and Lan Ruoxi were really killed, he would have to go crazy.
"Okay. Let's not talk about such stressful issues," Hong Dali sniffed and said, "Let's change the topic. Are you gods as easy-going as you? I think you are easy to talk to."
"Easy-going?" The goddess of wisdom tilted her head slightly. She had to admit that her posture was beautiful, but her words were not so nice: "I don't think it is a virtue. In fact, being easy-going is just a sign of cowardice.
.The reason why I am willing to answer your questions is because I am God and I always have to act in God’s style.”
His words made Hong Dali very hurt, because he felt that the goddess of wisdom's attitude towards him at this time was like an elephant looking at an ant.
"Okay. You are a god and I am a human being," Hong Dali said depressedly: "When I talk to you, I always seem to feel a little shorter. Although I seem to be taller than you..."
"Appearance means nothing to me." Although the goddess of wisdom has gone through a long time, she still looks like a young girl. She sneered at Hong Dali's words. The main reason was because she was already beautiful enough.
She is said to be perfect, and even the most picky artist cannot find any faults with her body: "The reason why I maintain this appearance is because I have been like this since I grew up. I just don't want to change. If I
If I want, I can turn into a giant dragon or a star at any time."
After hearing the words of the goddess of wisdom, Hong Dali suddenly shuddered.
He had no doubt that the goddess of wisdom would suddenly turn into a giant dragon and eat him in one bite.
"Okay, I have to admit that what you said makes sense," Hong Dali nodded helplessly. He finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask: "Then, can you tell me those things about mine?"
Family, or friends, how are they now? You know, I am a very emotional person. If you can ensure that they are well, I may consider your suggestion and ask you to withdraw directly.
Forget about the prodigal system, as for whether I will become an idiot, it just depends on luck, and my luck seems to have always been pretty good."
"As for your question, I can tell you that they are all doing well at the moment, but I have restricted their range of activities." The goddess of wisdom's voice was very calm. As one of the highest gods among the major planes, she naturally would not
Lie to Hong Dali: "I have evacuated everyone. Your family and friends just cannot leave that planet for now. They are still free."
"It seems I have to give you a thumbs up," Hong Dali finally let out a sigh of relief and gave a thumbs up to the goddess of wisdom: "Honestly, although you are my enemy, I still hate you.
Don't get up. At least what you did was fair and aboveboard, and you didn't use any small tricks. The reason for arresting me is because my big prodigal system is related to the devil, and you didn't kill all my family and friends. Just on this point, I might think about it carefully.
Please give me your suggestions."
"I don't need to play tricks with you," the goddess of wisdom said honestly without thanking Hong Dali for his words: "In my opinion, your power is still too weak. Of course, that Tang Zhen is an exception. His
His strength is infinitely close to the level of a plane controller, which is an anomaly."
"It doesn't matter, so what does the odd number mean? I can't beat you," Hong Dali curled his lips. Hong Dali had no doubt at all about the strength of the goddess in front of him. This guy casually
It can create a closed space, and the powerful aura on his body makes it difficult for people to even think of escaping. This means that he has seen a lot of beautiful women, so he has some resistance, otherwise he will become a willing person.
It is probably possible for a slave to kneel at the feet of a goddess and kiss her toes.
"Actually, I'm really curious," Hong Dali simply sat down. Since he couldn't run away anyway, it was still comfortable to sit, but there was no thigh to rest on. If he could sleep on the goddess's lap, he would probably do it.
Very happy, Hong Dali shook his head vigorously. How could it be possible? He was about to become an idiot. He quickly got rid of these unrealistic thoughts, and then asked: "You have lived for so long, it can be said that you will live forever. What I am curious about is
