Everyone was silent, waiting for the choice of the God of Creation.
"I... I want to see Su'er."
After a long time, Chuangshi Shenfang raised his head, his eyes returned to his usual indifference and meaninglessness.
It's worthwhile to use the life that you don't care about in exchange for the chance to see the prime minister.
"Okay, let the people you brought retreat."
Su Xuanye nodded and looked at the Creation God Dao.
Chuangshi Shen took a deep look at all of them, and directly used Thousand Miles of Sound Transmission to recruit everyone back.
After those people came back, they were more or less embarrassed, and the number of them was more than half.
The body of the demigod has damaged soldiers and soldiers in this way, and it can be seen that the Lingyun Continent must have suffered numerous casualties in this battle.
"Lingyun Continent doesn't have to be destroyed, you can go back."
After everyone gathered, Chuangshi Shen flicked his sleeves and said in a low voice.
"Yes..."
Some people were not reconciled, and wanted to argue, but were forced back by a cold look from the God of Creation. They could only say with a loud voice, each of them flew away in the mist and wind.
When they all flew away, the Creation God turned around arrogantly, and his gaze fell on Su Xuanye.
"Where is Su'er's soul?"
Su Xuanye had no words, and looked sideways at Mo Qingyan.
"it's here."
Mo Qingyan took out a small transparent bottle, opened his palm, palm up, and handed the bottle to the God of Creation.
Chuangshi Shen stared at the little bottle, looking inexplicable for a while.
After a long time, until Mo Qingyan stretched out his hand tired, he sighed and reached out to take the bottle.
Fingers gently rubbed the bottle, and his expression became gentle.
"Suer..."
He unplugged the cork, and a faint phantom floated out of the vial, looking at everyone in a trance.
That was Huang Su'er. She was wearing a plain blue gauze skirt with a plain face and a beautiful face. She was quietly floating there very quietly and gracefully.
Floating in the air for a while, the blankness on her face gradually faded, and the corners of her mouth rose to reveal a gentle smile.
"Yan'er, I didn't expect to see you again. How have these years been?"
Mo Qingyan looked at her, his lips squirmed a few times, and it took a long time before he uttered two words.
"... That's fine."
"Yan'er, I know that you have done it unintentionally, so don't blame yourself."
Su'er smiled lightly, floated to Mo Qingyan, stretched out her arm and hugged her.
Huang Su'er had no body, so naturally she couldn't really hug Mo Qingyan, she just hugged him for a while.
"Ok."
Mo Qingyan nodded awkwardly, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Huang Yan's aggressiveness and ignorance caused Su'er to death, but this guilt fell on her.
Su'er and Mo Qingyan said a lot, all of them caring for gentleness.
Mo Qingyan raised his lips slightly.
Su'er is too kind, but the more Su'er doesn't blame her, the more uncomfortable she is.
Chuangshi Shen stood by, looking at Huang Su'er's softly smiling face with a daze.
This scene vaguely returns to many years ago.
He was like a bystander, standing from a distance watching Su'er care about Huang Yan, and Huang Yan was incredibly proud.