"Su'er, do you hate the God of Creation?"
Mo Qingyan asked suddenly.
Huang Su'er was taken aback for a moment, then smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"What I should hate is myself. If it weren't for me, how could he kill so many people? I was the cause of the matter, but the Phoenix tribe was responsible for this evil result."
Chuangshi's expression tightened, half sighing and half looking at her with pity.
His Suer is still so kind, and he blames everything on himself.
"Yan'er, I'm leaving now, take care..."
After saying what she wanted to say, Huang Su'er's time was running out, and the phantom she showed became more and more empty, slowly becoming transparent under the still dark sky.
"Suer..."
Chuangshi Shen stretched out his arm to call her, and when she turned her head, he slightly raised the corner of her mouth.
"Su'er, you... take care."
"Wuchen, I like Lingyun Continent very much. I hope you can treat this continent you created yourself."
Su'er turned around and smiled slightly, her figure gradually turning into a little bit of light and drifting away until she disappeared into Xu Mi...
Chuangshi Shen reached out his hand, but only had time to grab a piece of jade pendant. He started with a warm and cool one. He looked down and saw that it was a piece of phoenix-shaped jade pendant with a turquoise green body.
There was some coldness on his cheeks, he reached out his hand and touched his face, only to realize that he was crying unknowingly.
With a light sigh, a round white light floated in the heart of the creation god, and after chanting a few spells in his mouth, the white ball turned into a stream of light and quickly rose into the air, forming a round of scorching sun.
The light returned to the earth, and the darkness was driven to the corner. Except for the withered trees and the dripping sea and lake, everything seemed to be heading in a better direction.
"Leave the source of light to you, I'm leaving."
After the creation god said lightly, he flew in the wind and moved quickly. The wind blows his wide sleeves bulging, and the belts are fluttering, like a fairy.
Not long after the creation god disappeared, Su Xuanye retracted his gaze, squatted down, and a green light floated on his palm, blending it into the soil.
Not long after that, the source of life came into play, every tree was in spring, the green branches grew, and the earth regained its vitality.
The Creation God did not take Hai Fu away. After seeing the actions of the Creation God and Su Xuan Ye, she also divided the Source of Ten Thousand Waters into half and merged into the ground.
Her clansmen were slaughtered like those of the Phoenix tribe, and now she is also homeless.
"Su, the world will slowly get better, but those who have died can't survive."
Mo Qingyan looked at the mainland returning to normal, with a smile on his face.
Everything will get better, won't it