"Yes. After all, from now on, I hope to be like a stranger with you, is that okay?" he asked.
Hua Xi pursed her lips, looked at him for a while, and then said, "Of course."
"Thank you." A smile slowly appeared on his face, "Then, will you bless me?"
Hua Xi was silent for a moment, and then said: "I will! I wish you a smooth career and a bright future! I hope you will rule the world one day!"
"Thank you. It's not good hospitality, so I won't send you off." After saying that, he turned around and entered the room, closing the door.
Hua Xi sat in confusion for a while, then raised her head and saw Yan Xun still standing aside, looking at her with some sympathy.
It's really interesting that she can be sympathized with.
Hua Xi stood up, staggering and staggering.
"Let me take you back, Miss Mo San." Yan Xun stepped forward to help her.
"No need." Hua Xi suddenly straightened her back, "I can walk by myself!"
She raised her head, how could she make others sympathize? Where had her pride gone? It's really strange that it would be so painful to treat someone sincerely.
No wonder, the law of killers in her time was ruthless and unjust.
She is so excellent, but when she comes to this era, she will be frustrated by her feelings.
Hua Xi, it would be great if you were a god, or a devil.
This must be heartless and desireless, and there will be no need for pain.
She left the Seventh Prince's Mansion and walked on the street. Shuo Yue Hanyou followed her silently since she left the gate of the Seventh Prince's Mansion.
There were many people coming and going on the street, so he followed her, but most people would avoid him in fear when they saw him.
Slowly, all the people on the street ran away and hid in the nearby houses, not daring to come out.
That's the poisonous young master of Shuoyue family.
The body is filled with ice and poison. It's so scary. If you get too close, you'll die. It's better to stay away.
The busy street suddenly became quiet.
No one spoke, and pairs of hidden eyes looked at the two people walking one behind the other.
Suddenly there was a rumble in the sky, lightning flashed, thunder rolled, and heavy rain suddenly began to fall.
Why is it raining again?
The weather has been changing at every turn lately, with heavy rains all the time, which is scary.
Hua Xi raised her head, and the rain fell on her face, slowly sliding down.
She opened her eyes and let the rain wash away the soreness in her eyes.
When I came here, I thought of countless possibilities, but I didn't expect it to be this one.
Long Ganyue was not wrong. Mo Huaxi may have been wrong before, and she may be wrong now.
But what is really wrong should be this world, it is an unfair fate!
If there really is a God, why would He arrange it this way?
The human race has to endure so much suffering and calamity, but it still tortures people's hearts.
In the twenty-first century, she once heard a myth. In the ancient mythical era, human language was common and all humans could communicate.
Human beings were clever and built the Tower of Babel that could lead to heaven. God was panicked and separated human languages.
From then on, human beings in various places could not communicate, so there were all kinds of suspicions and estrangements.
Maybe all gods are so cold and cruel. God's authority cannot be shaken, and God wants to dominate everything.
Therefore, God created injustice, suffering and disaster, and He wanted mankind to worship Him.
