MTL - Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit-Chapter 2704 first sight (1)

  Chapter 2704 The first sight of the first sight (1)

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   A long time ago, even before Yun Si had any memory.

  She didn't know that God, who had always been soft-hearted to her, had once had a relationship with her.

   Only once.

   The one and only time.

  They had met before she was born with wisdom and opened her eyes to see the world.

  At that time, she was still a small flower seedling.

   Freely, growing in hell.

  No one cares, no one knows.

  The blood-stained hell, at the beginning of the creation of the world, demons are rampant, and ghost corpses are everywhere.

  All chaos is undivided, there is no order, the spirit of killing demons has occupied layers of hell, and the tyrant is king.

  The three realms of immortals, gods and Buddhas are difficult to control here, and it is even more difficult to enter.

  God envoys sent by the God Realm one after another, but it was still difficult to suppress the chaos here.

  Ghosts are rampant, and monsters appear frequently.

  The flames and blood sun scorched the entire land, and no grass grew everywhere, only carrion soaked the Wangchuan River.

  The river is full of ghosts with limbs and limbs who died unjustly.

  The giant beast with eyes all over its body swung its giant tail, flying the mountain-like corpses; the magic snake covered with blade-like sharp scales crawled down and destroyed the land...

   Uncivilized beasts and ghosts are everywhere, killing and violence are everywhere, and there is no order at all.

  Because of this, at the beginning of the chaos and disorder of hell, the noble, supreme, cold and gorgeous God once came here in person.

  Come to **** with the fire seed bestowed by the Creator God.

  The magnificent god, the moment he sprinkled the fire to the earth, the monsters fled, the ghosts cried, and the demons rushed away.

  For a while, on the land where not a single blade of grass grew, only the raging fire remained.

  The fire spread, and everywhere it went, it was turned into ashes.

  The Wangchuan River was boiled, and the body parts were stewed into soup.

   Black and stinky.

   At this point, the gods exterminated the demons and started to build the Eighteen-story Hall of Yama.

  There are Yan Luo and Rakshasa in the halls layer by layer.

  The order of **** has been regulated, and order is first seen.

  God came for a few days, **** did not see the cruelty of the past, and the **** day even faded away, hiding in the invisible.

   A few days later, the **** will leave, and Yan Luo bows his head to see him off.

  After crossing the Wangchuan Bridge, when the fire was about to be taken back, God saw the little flower seedling growing tenaciously in the raging fire.

  The seemingly weak and small flower seedlings were born on the soil mixed with blood.

   A small plant that hasn't bloomed yet.

  Looking from a distance, the tiny flower vines are curled up together, and the slender leaves are slightly stretched.

  With a vitality and vigor that could not possibly appear in hell.

  It is tenacious and works hard to live.

  Even if the fire is very hot, the whole plant will be wilted and lack energy.

   But in this lifeless, barren and scarce land, it is particularly eye-catching and amazing.

   It's like a touch of green that inadvertently appeared in the desert, it's too rare, but it's extraordinarily precious.

   are as precious as gems.

  God noticed it and stared quietly.

  Yan Luo, who was sending him off, followed God's line of sight and noticed that poor little flower seedling.

  Huan Miao shrinks miserably, like a poor little girl, hugging herself, without any cover around her.

  The fire burned away the body parts that covered it, and it has no shelter at the moment.

  If the fire is put away, the whole land will be exposed, and soon, those ferocious ghosts will find it and tear it to pieces.

  It is not a good thing for a weak life to appear here, without shelter, it will die.

  God quietly looked at the poor Miao Miao for a long time, without moving or speaking.

  (end of this chapter)