Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

Chapter 1042 Gift from the God of Destiny

"The number of gods continued to decrease sharply. In the end, there were only a few dozen powerful gods, resisting the backlash from the laws of the universe."

"In fact, after the anti-gods appeared, many gods thought of ways to deal with them."

"But these gods, without exception, have all suffered the backlash of the laws of the universe."

"God has entered the situation of the common people, protection is the responsibility, dedication is the norm, and sacrifice has become a matter of course."

"Finally, the Lord God can't stand it anymore. If this continues, all the gods will fall."

"But God's duty binds the gods and makes them unable to escape. When the people are in trouble, God must take action. If he does not take action, he will suffer backlash."

"The Lord God is compassionate and merciful, and he also loves all gods."

"So the Lord God sacrificed himself so that the remaining gods could get rid of the shackles of the priesthood and be free."

"Ever since we were freed from the shackles of the priesthood, everyone seems to have been given a new lease of life. We no longer have a straight face all the time."

"Although our current strength is not as strong as it was back then, at least we can protect ourselves, we don't always have to take responsibility, and we are happy and carefree."

"Ancestor Yunshang and Old Man Mo are the ones who have been gods for the longest time among us. Even though they always call us 'bastards', they are actually the ones who worry about us the most."

The God of Destiny was talking about this, and the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed.

Feng Qingran seemed to be influenced by the God of Destiny. At this moment, she felt peaceful and no longer worried about the upcoming adventure.

What Destiny told her was slightly different from what she heard.

However, she had a feeling that Destiny was telling the truth.

After all, it can be seen from Xuanmen that the character of those who rebel against God will not be much better.

Feng Qingran's almond-shaped eyes moved slightly, "Have you ever thought about revenge?"

The God of Destiny sighed softly: "How could you not want to take revenge after being betrayed like this? But for existences like ours, every move is implicated in too many things. If you are not careful, your life will be ruined."

"With this kind of revenge, how are we different from the original rebels against God?"

"So we just need to live in the moment and wait for the opportunity."

Having said this, the God of Destiny raised his hand, and a gleam of light appeared on his fingertips and sank into Feng Qingran's body, "Little venerable master, all fates have their own cause and effect, and you will receive the gifts that fate deserves."

The God of Destiny's voice fell, and his face turned visibly white.

Feng Qingran could feel a unique aura coming from her soul, which made her heart feel more stable.

Feng Qingran looked at the God of Destiny nervously and wanted to speak.

The God of Destiny smiled at Feng Qingran and shook his head. His eyes were firm and he said, "This is what you deserve, and no one can take it away from you."

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"Feng Qingran, let's name him Feng Qingran."

"Feng Qingran, remember, only by entering Tianjian Sect can your destiny be changed. Remember! You must remember!"

A voice full of love and expectation, gentle and beautiful.

A voice was exhortation and command, without emotion.

After Feng Qingran listened to these two voices in a trance, her consciousness completely came to her senses. Her eyes were as sharp as a knife and she looked around.

This is a square.

Gathered were men and women aged eleven or twelve.

They were all looking at her.

There was jealousy, disdain, and resentment in her eyes.

There just wasn't a kind look.

"Feng Qingran, are you willing to join our Heavenly Sword Sect and become a disciple of it?"

Feng Qingran heard this majestic voice, raised her head and looked along the sound, and saw a man with a resolute face looking at her.

Feng Qingran always felt that this scene was so familiar, but she couldn't remember the details.

Strange, as if something important has been forgotten.

Sudden--

A memory flashed through the sea of ​​consciousness.

She is Feng Qingran, this is a sect election, and the speaker is Xiao Hongyu, the leader of Tianjian Sect.

But she has the Five Elements Spiritual Root and cannot enter the path of cultivation.

But she met a kind-hearted Su Yanran who wanted to take her into the sect.

"Sister, didn't you want to join the Tianjian Sect with me before? Now I have given you a chance, you must cherish it."

Just as Feng Qingran was thinking about it, Su Yanran's soft voice rang out.

Feng Qingran's eyes fell on Su Yanran's face, and many bloody scenes flashed through her mind.

It seems like these are memories from the future.

So she has gone back in time?

The corners of Feng Qingran's lips curved up, and as soon as it came, she just let it take its course.

"Disciple is willing." Feng Qingran said casually.

Feng Qingran saw Su Yanran's obviously relieved look and Xiao Hongyu's dissatisfied look, but she didn't care at all.

Again.

It's a repeat of the past.

Or revenge?

"Feng Qingran, from now on, you are an inner disciple of my Tianjian Sect. I hope you will work hard to practice, be kind to your fellow disciples, and not let down the trust the sect has placed in you."

"Disciple must take responsibility." Feng Qingran responded.

Then Feng Qingran and Su Yanran entered the sect together.

Su Yanran approached Feng Qingran and said, "Sister, after we join the same sect, we must be friendly to each other from now on."

Feng Qingran raised her eyebrows slightly, "What kind of friendship method do you want?"

Su Yanran pretended to hesitate, then her eyes fell on Feng Qingran's wrist in surprise, "Sister, how about you lend me the bracelet on your wrist? I like it very much."

"I won't borrow it." Feng Qingran simply refused.

After Feng Qingran said that, she turned around and left to find her yard.

Before he stepped into it, a whip came towards him.

She turned sideways, grabbed the whip very quickly, and pulled it.

A girl was taken out.

It is Sheng Shike.

Sheng Shike stared at Feng Qingran angrily and said sternly: "Who are you? You dare to pull my whip. Do you want to die?"

Feng Qingran raised her wrist and the whip flew out.

Snapped! ——

Hit Sheng Shike.

"I'm here to practice and improve my strength. Don't cause trouble if you don't want to cause yourself to commit suicide." Feng Qingran remembered it very clearly. In his memory, Sheng Shi was the one who committed suicide.

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"Oops! When I attacked Tiandao just now, I forgot to shield the little venerable!" the Forgotten God shouted in panic.

"What do you mean?"

"It's just..." the God of Forgetting hesitated: "It's just that the little venerable may only have part of the memory, and the other part may be affected by the rules, so he can't remember clearly."

The God of Time said seriously: "Speak clearly."

"Well... the little venerable needs to see the people and things in her memory before she can remember the current events. If she doesn't meet them, she won't be able to remember them."

"You little bastard!" Mo Tian grabbed the ear of the God of Forgetfulness, "I stopped letting you interfere just now. You insisted on saying it couldn't work without you, but what happened? Do you know how serious it is for the little venerable to lose his memory?"

Losing your memory may prevent you from avoiding dangers that should be avoided.

"Old man Mo, don't be angry. Everything has its fate. Some things may seem like disasters, but they may actually be blessings." Old God, the god of prophecy, said.