"Another two hundred and fifty million years?"

Oran said: "Some things cannot be forced, Yinwa God!"

He stepped forward and approached the silver myth in the sea of ​​flowers: "Don't you know all this best?"

Yin Wa said nothing.

He knew what Oran said was right.

The most contradictory thing about beings with wisdom is that they will conflict with their own wisdom.

They clearly know that many things are stupid, and they clearly know that many things are destined to be fruitless, but they still do them.

Finally, Yin Wa slowly lowered his head.

And the entire sea of ​​flowers in the Cup of Desire all bent down together, and the originally bright light dimmed in an instant, and the entire sea of ​​flowers seemed to turn into orchids at midnight.

Dewdrops flowed through the petals and dripped, but Yin Wa's hand was still clenched.

"Lord Sheila!"

"My Maker!"

"my God!"

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The Kingdom of Creation God.

Sheila was sitting on a long hollow-backed chair in front of the window, but the Creator Yinsai was nowhere to be seen. She leaned on the chair alone and lazily held the dream egg and fell asleep.

This is her seat, but it is often occupied by the Creator.

In her sleep, she seemed to hear someone calling her name.

"Lord Sheila...my creator..."

The stronger the power of dreams, it seems that there is not much in this world that can be hidden from the master of dreams, as long as she wants to know.

Sheila opened her eyes, and what came into view was the figure who was not in the temple just now.

The creator Yinsai stood in front of the window, the gauzy and transparent curtains were gently raised, and she seemed to know what Sheila had dreamed.

Silla rubbed her eyes: "God, I heard Yin Wa calling us!"

Yin Shen said: "What he really wants to see is not me but you."

"You are his god, the one who created him and gave her the first mission and meaning."

"Sheila."

Every person and every life in this world has an origin, a hometown of origin, and an existence that gives him life.

Both have special meaning to them.

And Sheila is this special existence to Yin Wa.

Silla quickly said: "Should we..."

In front of the window, the shadow of the God of Creation did not move.

"He is no longer the ferryman on the dreamy star sea, and the world gradually no longer needs him to be a ferryman."

"He doesn't need us either. The more we do, the more it will turn into an obsession in his heart."

Yin Shen turned around, and his white robe blended with the light and wind.

"Sheila, he is no longer the flower crying in his nightmares, nor does he need you to light the light in his dreams."

"He has long since become Yin Wa, the god in charge of desire."

"He himself is the light."

"A light that lights up the world and others."

Finally, Yin Shen told Sheila.

"It's time to say goodbye to the past."

Silla understood, and she showed a gentle smile.

"Then let me write him a letter!"

Sheila stood up and left the Temple of Insai. She walked through the empty temple that seemed like only the wind was moving, and walked towards the boundless and dreamy sea of ​​sunflowers under the temple.

At this time, Yin Shen looked at the shadow flowing under his feet. The sneaky shadow stretched out a tentacle and wanted to take away the mirror on the table.

Yin Shen stretched out his hand slightly and pressed the shadow that extended to the table.

"Ouch."

In an instant, endless black shadows poured in from all directions, and the last girl wearing a witch's pointed hat squatted down and fell to the ground.

She had been having fun with the fairies in the sea of ​​​​sunflowers all day, and was enjoying the delicious desserts under the afternoon sun. She raised her head and saw Sheila coming out of the door, so she was going to take Sheila's magic mirror to watch the latest video in the world while eating.

Unexpectedly, he was caught by the God of Insai.

Yin Shen asked Sally, who was fascinated by the lake: "How long has it been since you went back?"

Sally scratched the back of her head, pouting and raising her eyelids.

"go back?"

Sally was confused. She raised her head and looked at Insai, the Creator.

"Going back to where?"

She seems to have forgotten that she also owns a temple.

All she could think about was the half-eaten piece of cake on the dining table, and she wanted to go back and finish it quickly, while playing with the magic mirror.

Yin Shen: "Don't you have anything to say goodbye to?"

She scratched her head and thought hard for a long time before she finally remembered.

"ah!"

"I remember now."

She opened her mouth and smiled.

"I want to say goodbye to my most obedient servant, Big Firework. I haven't seen it for a long time and I miss it so much."

Her little calculation was so good that the fairies on the real moon heard it.

The corners of Yin Shen's mouth moved, not knowing whether to smile or show a helpless expression.
Chapter completed!