Dad's question is always very direct. He just wants to know where Wu Qian'er, Dad's most beloved mother, is.
"There are countless people in this world who want the Elf Saint. How do I know where she is?"
When Wu Xier said this, there was some sarcasm, but it seemed that she couldn't bear the fact that the necklace was on Rong Mufeng at this time, so she pointed in the direction of Rong Mufeng and said angrily, "But, probably
The person who wants to capture her most is probably the greatest enemy of this God of Wisdom."
Rong Xiyue listened to Wu Xi'er's words, but felt a little strange in her heart, because the last time she heard it, it was not like this, nor did it mean this.
When I was in the Elf Valley, the news I got from the elves didn't seem to be like this.
Rong Xiyue thought about it carefully in her heart, but found that when the elves told her, they had indeed never told her who had captured this elf saint. So, at this time,
When Wu Xi'er said he was captured by the God of Wisdom's greatest enemy, he seemed to have done nothing wrong.
"who is it?"
Rong Mufeng couldn't wait to ask. Even if he doesn't have that strength now, knowing who the enemy is is always better than not knowing who the enemy is.
Know thyself, ever-victorious.
"The God of Wisdom is the God of Light, the enemy of the God of Light..." Wu Xi'er's voice paused, mid-sentence, and he stopped talking and instead thought about it for a moment.
And her words are extremely easy for people to think she is the dark god.
Light and darkness have always been opposites.
"Dark God?"
Rong Mufeng raised his eyebrows and asked directly, but he still felt that this dark god sounded a little strange.
Rong Xiyue listened seriously. After thinking about it, it seemed reasonable to say that he was the God of Darkness. After all, Yun Yu was in the Temple of Light, and the Temple of Light and the Temple of Darkness had always been opposites, and Yun Yu was still wise.
The remnant soul of the God of Light, if you put it this way, this Dark Temple is indeed his biggest enemy.
"no."
Wu Xi'er glanced at Rong Mucheng with disdain, as if mocking him. Could it be that the God of Light's enemy can only be the God of Darkness?
"There is no God of Darkness among the Gods of Creation." Wu Xi'er snorted coldly, but when his eyes searched Rong Mufeng, he unconsciously saw her necklace in Rong Mufeng's hand.
Just to straighten his face, "The God of Life who gives life to the earth is the God of Creation."
When Wu Xi'er said this, his eyes flashed.
God of life?
Rong Xiyue frowned when she heard this word. The God of Light gave the world light, and the God of Life gave the world life. And this God of Life, to a certain extent, is somewhat similar to the elves. The elves, aren't they?
Are they pure and beautiful things born from the earth that give life to the earth?
Suddenly she remembered her nominal grandmother who had turned into a monster with a human face.
The soul that has been contained by Yun Yu.
"What is the relationship between that woman and the God of Life?"
A woman's intuition told Rong Xiyue that the God of Life was more or less related to the soul of the grandmother who had turned into a monster with a human face.
Wu Xi'er brushed her head and turned to look at Rong Xiyue, her eyes full of surprise. She didn't know whether he was surprised by her keen observation or her very accurate judgment.
Rong Xiyue smiled at her, and Wu Xi'er's surprised expression immediately faded away, and when she answered, she became very polite.
The words also reveal the respect for those people, which is a kind of respect in the bones, as if it has turned into a faith-like respect.
"I don't know how you guessed it, but they are indeed related."
Wu Xi'er's expression told Rong Xiyue something unusual, and there were stories in it.
"Long story short, what's the connection? Where is the God of Life?"
The father on the other side was a little embarrassed. He directly ruined the atmosphere of the story and brought the topic back to the God of Life.
"Wu Qian'er and I are sisters," Wu Xi'er saw that his father was so impatient, but he didn't look at him. Instead, he focused on Rong Xiyue. The smile on his face didn't know what words to describe it.
Better, with a sly tone, and an inexplicable feeling of panic, "And the God of Life, Wu Qian'er's mother, and I are also sisters. As for you -"
When Rong Xiyue heard this, his expression changed.
She suddenly discovered that there are always endless surprises in this world. When you live at this moment, you will never guess what surprises may happen in the next moment.
As for her?
"As for what happened to me?"
Rong Xiyue suddenly thought of herself and the blood corpse Rong Shi, and immediately thought of some things in her mind, and her face didn't look good.
"The God of Life and Mother are the first generation, Qian'er and I are the second generation, and you and the person you think is a bloody corpse are the third generation."
When Wu Xi'er said this, his eyes were fixed on Rong Xiyue, as if he had seen what might happen to Rong Xiyue in the future. He couldn't help but laugh. Of course, this smile was a bit...
A laugh of sarcasm and schadenfreude.
First generation, second generation, third generation...
They all have elven blood, one of them may be a saint, one of them is a witch, and then one of them gives birth to a child, and then repeats the fate of the former?
Could it be that this is a curse?
"The God of Life is the great God of Creation who creates life. Any magician who has practiced magic, even the most advanced magicians, or even more powerful people, cannot compare to that kind of god with divine bones.
For people with divine veins, the God of Life not only has the ability to create life, but also has supreme witchcraft and supreme magic."
When Wu Xi'er spoke, his words were full of respect. Rong Xiyue could feel Wu Xi'er's respect for the God of Life. It was a kind of deep-rooted respect, without any respect mixed with anything.
"Maybe your mother tried to change your destiny, so you were separated from your sisters when you were born. Who knows, by chance, you still met. Haha, the God of Life really created everything, and she opened it for you.
It’s a big joke, in the end, we just don’t know whether our father or the God of Life will win.”
Wu Xi'er's words were unclear and unclear, leaving the listeners confused.