Su Caicai couldn't help but say, "There should be a reason. Why did you tie their souls to this dead city to prevent them from being reincarnated? What is the purpose of letting them repeat the most desperate day in their lives every day and night?"

The little boy in black had a little face and said fiercely: "Who made them not expect my birth at all! Those stupid mortals dared to ignore my existence. They did not come to worship me on the day I was born, and set fire to the temple! It's really abominable! I listened to the boring Buddhist verses that had been boring for hundreds of years, smelled the dull and fumigated incense for hundreds of years, and finally cultivated from the wick to human form, but they treated me rudely! There was no respectful incense, no sincere worship, only sorrow and despair, and deserved to be punished by God!"

This is probably a history of evil deeds in a secondary disease.

The boy in black is called Denghua.

Denghua is an ordinary eternal lantern in Qingcheng temples. The temples worship Sakyamuni Buddha, Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. They are great Buddhas, and the golden bodies of Buddha statues are built in various temples. Therefore, they travel around and rarely come to Qingcheng to collect incense. Therefore, most of the incense offered by the people of Qingcheng fell into Denghua's belly.

The monks sing Buddhist scriptures every day and night, and beat wooden fish to do their homework.

After listening to Denghua for a long time, he gradually cultivated from an ordinary eternal lamp to a spirit and gained his own consciousness.

At that time, he was just a wisp of spirit, without facial features or hands and feet.

In his eyes, the Buddha did not deserve so much incense and worship, because the Buddha had never taken care of the people of Qingcheng. Deng Hua believed that the incense worshipped here should belong to him, and he was the only god in Qingcheng, which he deserved.

Denghua believes that the people are dull because they worshipped the wrong god.

And his wisdom, greatness, compassion, superiority, and greatness should be admired and worshipped by thousands of people.

In order to see the awe of the people, Deng Hua showed his eyes.

In order to smell the incense offered to him by the people, the lamp was born.

In order to hear the sincere prayers of the people, the lamp was born.

In order to tell the people where their blessings are, Deng Huasheng spoke out.

In order to touch his devout and weak believers, Deng Huasheng made a move and gave birth to his feet.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Deng Hua became a true god, a great god.

He believed that his birth should be respected and smiled by all the people.

But what greeted him were flames, scorched earth, collapsed, dead bodies, howling, and mourning.

Deng Hua was angry. Did the people never expect the great birth of him?

It's simply unforgivable.

The little god Denghua, who was just born with a divine character, gradually turned black and turned into a fallen god less than half an hour after he was born.

The fallen god has a stronger power than the gods, and is like a demon, cruel and cruel.

That night, the black-clothed army massacred the city, burned the houses, and corpses were everywhere, and no one in Qingcheng survived.

That night, Deng Hua fell into the gods.

The bright red flame marks on the forehead slowly turned black, the pink lips gradually became black, and the clothes changed from white robe to black. The whiter his face and the darker his hair became. He collected the undead in Qingcheng and recycled time forever on the day they were most desperate.

The most innocent evil blooms on the burning ruins.

Deng Hua's appearance is either pure black or pure white.

Pale face, dark pupils, white white eyes, black lips, snow-white skin, black black hair.

Even sin is so pure.

He stood at the highest place in Qingcheng, sneered at the mediocre undead below, and curled his mouth badly. He wanted to punish these stupid mortals, not to welcome the mortals who were coming to him. Behind him, there seemed to be a pair of black muddy wings, slowly spreading and wantonly, embracing the entire Qingcheng, forming a black swamp, sinking in the desolate tide of time.

Qingcheng has become an isolated city, forgotten by history, and the black squat and rain are filled with ink.

It is like a town in another world, and no one knows its specific location. The dead in the city live a repeated cycle of life every day, but they themselves do not know that they are repeating their lives. No dead awakens from this desperate town. They move forward numbly, day after day, walking zombies, doing their own things.

No one breaks free, no one resists, no one awakens.

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"I have seen many naughty children, but I have never seen such a naughty child as bad as you!" Su Caicai was so angry that she took two steps forward, and suddenly slammed Deng Hua's little head with a sudden chestnut, feeling heartbroken, "As a god, how can you think about yourself and be self-centered?! You think that your birth is not expected, so you imprison these innocent undead in this dead city forever. Have you ever wondered why they didn't expect your birth? At that time, they might not even be able to save their lives. Do you still want them to worship and smile for you? Have you ever been caught in a chrysanthemum? How can your mind be so narrow?!"

Deng Hua covered her head and screamed: "I am a great god. How dare you hit me?! I want to punish you! Punish you!"

"I not only want to hit you, but I also want to hit you!" Su Caicai didn't know which fragile nerve in her heart was stepped on by Deng Hua. She pushed Deng Hua to the ground, took off his pants, and whipped it with her palm on his white and soft butt that was peeled with her skin. "Punishment and punishment? You people with high magic power only know how punishment is in their heads, completely ignoring the feelings of us mortals. Do you know how desperate I was at that time? Is it amazing to kill people? If I hadn't beat you, I would have turned against you!"

Deng Hua screamed, crying: "You actually dare to beat the gods, the great gods? Are you impatient?"

Su Caicai slapped him hard on the butt again and said fiercely: "You are called great? Do naughty kids know how to write the word great? Greatness is dedication, love and selflessness. Look at your practice, are you worthy of the word great?"

"I am great, it's not me who is wrong, it's the world!" Deng Hua said crying.

"You sister in the world! I think you are in the late stage of secondary school disease! Haven't anyone taught you to mature and grow up over the years? Is it fun to trick us mortals because of their high magic power. Do we mortals look so easy to bully? Believe it or not, I will also peel your skin in the future!" Su Caicai cruelly left pink red marks on Deng Hua's snow-white butt, without any mercy.

Gong Jiu felt cold between his teeth, covered his lips with his slender hands, and took a breath of cold air.

Tsk, it turns out that Xiaoshou Bao Suer also has such a mighty and majestic side.

It's really impressive.

But, these words...well, why do you think more and more of it?

Gong Jiu felt a little chilled on his spine, cleared his throat, and said awkwardly: "Hehe, Su'er, it seems that it's not good for you to abuse children like this..."

Su Caicai said hatefully: "I abuse my child? Where do I call child abuse? This guy has high magic power and can kill me with one finger? Can I abuse him? I..." Su Caicai's voice stopped abruptly, her eyes were blank, and she murmured in a low voice: "Can you kill me with one finger...?"

She suddenly woke up.

IQ is launched again.

She hugged Denghua, her face looked panicked, and she burst into tears, "The person who hit you just now was not me, but Su Caier who lives in my body! She controlled my hands and feet, I am innocent! If you want to punish me, punish her!"

Deng Hua's face looked a little ugly, she gritted her teeth, and her dark eyes stared at Su Caicai angrily.

The eyes clearly stated: If I really believe in you, then I will really be trapped by anus.

Only then did Su Caicai start to become scared. She stood up tremblingly, threw herself into Gong Jiu's arms, raised her pitiful and delicate little face, and said with tears in her eyes: "Master, Master, can you beat this child?"

Gong Jiu narrowed his eyes and pondered: "I can't use any magic at all now, so it's hard to say..."

Su Caicai was desperate and cried: "If this child wants to kill me, you will protect your disciple, right?"

Gong Jiu hesitated: "This...is a bit hard to say. You just said that you were going to peel off someone's skin?"

Su Caicai was heartbroken: "Master, you heard it wrong! Your disciple is loyal to you and can be seen by the world. Don't kill the good people by mistake!"

"Okay, look at your promising prospect..." Gong Jiu smiled and pinched Su Caicai's white little face with a smile, and said pamperingly, "I will let you learn magic well but not learn it. I only know how to hold my master's thighs. If one day my master is not by your side, I will see who you are begging for..."

Su Caicai quickly expressed her loyalty and said servilely: "The disciple will always hold the master's thigh and stay with his side forever."

Gong Jiufeng's eyes were even more enchanting. He curled the corners of his lips and touched Su Caicai's furry head: "Good boy."

Deng Huahu had a small face, got up from the ground, bit his lower lip, staring at Su Caicai in a deep voice, and said nothing.

After a while, he spoke with some difficulty: "I have lived for four hundred years, and no one has ever told me what maturity is, what growth is, what greatness is... I, I don't want to know, I am the only one in this world who is always sober."

Su Caicai turned her face in Gong Jiu's arms, looked at Denghua, and cursed: "A selfish ghost, coward!"

"You..." Deng Hua was so angry that he was about to jump up again, but he fell silent in the next second. He hung his head: "Maybe you are right, I am selfish and timid, but I was born like this, and no one cared about me, no one cared about me, I was the only one living, no one talked to me, I was so looking forward to meeting the people, but they didn't expect my birth at all..."

Deng Hua's voice became smaller and smaller, with a hint of stubborn grievance: "Am I really... wrong?"

The author has something to say: Thank you Lu Renjiaa, Xia Na, Haiyang, Bai Wanying, Weishu, call me Meiqing, Yuan Qian's landmines.

This time, let's group p.m.

Lu Renjiaa threw a landmine and threw time: 2014-01-2610:31:01

Xia Na threw a mine to throw time: 2014-01-2611:01:31

The ocean threw a mine to throw it time: 2014-01-2417:19:23

Bai Wanying threw a landmine and threw time: 2014-01-2620:40:01

Weishu threw a mine to throw time: 2014-01-2621:28:04

Asked me, Meiqing, to throw a landmine time: 2014-01-2622:50:43
Chapter completed!