Great Creator

Chapter 286 Test (22)

Forget it, wake up Song Hong first, and then see Xiaoqiu's reaction.

Huang Si pierced Zha Songhong's back with the tip of the oil-paper umbrella.

He didn't move.

Kicked.

Song Hong's body turned over, but he still didn't wake up.

Doesn't this work?

The snow powder is flying in the wind, Xiaoqiu's soul stands upright in the snow, and the crystal tears flicker in the corners of her eyes, flow out, and then shatter in the wind. The illusory figure does not seem to really exist, but is just a dream in the snow.

Huang Si's consciousness was connected to the book of creation, and he flipped through the illustrated book, let's make a booster for first aid.

After giving Song Hong an injection, Huang Si poked his face with an oiled paper umbrella again, "Hey, wake up."

Song Hong finally woke up, his body moved, and then slowly got up from the ground.

Huang Si glanced at Xiaoqiu's soul, as if she was still crying.

After a while, Song Hong realized his situation. He sat on the ground, barely using his internal energy, and recovered what little strength he had left. After recovering a bit, he immediately bowed and said, "Master Huang saved me... Thank you..."

"Song Hong," Huang Si said, "I woke you up because I saw Xiao Qiu's soul."

The originally dull eyes brightened up in an instant.

Just like a traveler in the desert sees the sweet spring.

Regardless of his embarrassing state, Song Hong crawled up to Huang Si and pleaded: "If possible, please ask Master Huang to save Xiao Qiu. I am willing to pay any price, and I will not hesitate."

at any cost? At all costs?

Such familiar words.

Huang Si only felt hehe in his heart.

This Song Hong said exactly the same thing before.

In order to find Zhou Xia, say it again at any cost, and say it again in order to save Xiaoqiu?

Is the price of your home so easy to pay?

Lao Tzu is not a resurrection tool man.

Do you really think the family members are Chinese cabbage?

"Song Hong, I am fair and will give you the right to choose."

Huang Si said lightly: "First, I will give you a chance to become a god and go to heaven to meet Zhou Xia."

This sentence completely exceeded Song Hong's expectation.

Rather than saying it is a choice, it is better to say it is a gift!

Song Hong looked at Huang Si in disbelief, and the blood in his body was almost boiling.

Twenty years, he has been waiting for this day for twenty years!

Now, the real god promised him with his own mouth that he would have the opportunity to get what he wanted, and his endless pursuit for many years would not be in vain!

The second item wasn't even needed, if it wasn't for the fear of offending Huang Si, Song Hong would almost have made a choice without waiting for him to finish speaking.

However, Huang Si gave the second option, a cold and cruel option that makes it impossible to place it at both ends of the balance with the previous option:

"Secondly, if you give up this opportunity, you will never be able to see Zhou Xia. But I will help you revive Xiao Qiu. However, she cannot use her original body and can only use the corpse to resurrect her. Xiao Qiu will not have the familiar appearance you are familiar with, and there is a high probability that she will No memory of the past."

The heat froze in Song Hong's eyes.

"Become a god and fulfill your wish for many years; or let Xiaoqiu be resurrected as a person who has nothing to do with you, choose one of the two, choose yourself."

Choose one?

This is how he chooses?

Can you choose this kind of thing?

Song Hong seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and he sat down on the ground again.

Huang Si looked at him coldly.

Was it knocked down like this?

Whether you choose to become a god or choose to be a great victim, it's just a choice. People are animals of desire, and Huang Si never looks down on people who follow their inner desires. Unless they messed with him, that's another story.

However, a person who can't face his own heart, who doesn't even have the courage to choose, is the most useless.

This kind of waste, don't worry about it.

Since he didn't want to worry about Song Hong anymore, Huang Si planned to deal with Xiao Qiu's matter first.

In fact, even if Song Hong did not choose Xiao Qiu, Huang Si would resurrect her. After all, the original root cause of Xiao Qiu's death was actually Mi Shuitou. It's the bear's fault, and the father will forget it.

He came in front of Xiao Qiu's soul, stretched out his hand, and passed through her phantom with his fingers. Their souls intertwined, and they were able to have a direct conversation with Xiao Qiu.

"Xiaoqiu." Huang Si called her.

A strong will penetrated directly into Xiaoqiu's consciousness through the intertwining of souls, and she finally turned her head slightly to look at Huang Si.

"Xiaoqiu, if you still have nostalgia for the world, you can recognize me as the master, and I will resurrect you."

Xiaoqiu lowered her head, as if she was thinking about something.

Then, she looked at Huang Si and nodded slowly.

"Okay, recognize the Lord yourself."

Xiaoqiu looked a little confused.

"Don't you know how to do it?" Huang Si felt a little troublesome. This Xiaoqiu probably has no soul memory, and his reaction is relatively slow. "Forget it, then, which god do you believe in? Treat me as Him and complete your soul." Just entrust it to me completely. Are you willing to recognize me as Lord?"

Xiaoqiu's soul finally tried to speak after a long period of silence, and she uttered an extremely weak soul voice:

"Master...I, am willing..."

Huang Si pressed on Xiaoqiu's soul with his hands, the golden light shone, and the assimilation was completed.

Surprisingly smooth, Xiaoqiu took the initiative to recognize the master.

After the assimilation was completed, Huang Si saw all of Xiao Qiu's memories so far.

"This is a scumbag." Huang Si couldn't help but said.

Because he couldn't find Zhou Xia, he started to degenerate, drunkenly gambled and found emotional substitutes, and tortured the little girl mentally. This is too scumbag.

Huang Si was about to grab Xiaoqiu's soul and flee, but Song Hong spoke up unexpectedly. He said in a hoarse voice:

"Master Huang, please help me revive Xiaoqiu."

"You are too late to choose, too late."

Song Hong panicked, he stretched out his hand to grab Huang Si's clothes, and said almost pleadingly: "Master Huang, I don't want anything else, please revive Xiao Qiu! As long as Xiao Qiu can survive, it's fine. I don't want anything!!!"

Huang Si originally wanted to leave directly, but couldn't help asking: "Don't you know that I am not a human race? Everything I say can be realized. Isn't it good to become a god? Isn't it good to see Zhou Xia? Why do you let me A person who has nothing to do with you is resurrected?"

That's right, Huang Si was testing maliciously, otherwise why would he give such disparate options.

"I've been looking for Zhou Xia for twenty years, and now I just give up? Are you just giving up on your obsession? What's more, you only accepted Xiao Qiu as an apprentice because of Zhou Xia's appearance. Even if she is resurrected, she won't have the same appearance as before. , let alone remember you, she is just a stranger to you, why did you choose to bring her back to life?"

Yes, this is simply an unequal choice.

Human nature can't stand the test. Sometimes, the balance has never been skewed, just because the stakes are not high enough.

So Huang Si is on one side of the balance, adding more weight to see if it is crooked.

Sentence after sentence penetrated into Song Hong's mind, tearing at his heart.

However, he still knelt down, and said hoarsely on the ground where the muddy water was mixed with residual snow:

"Yes, I don't want anything anymore. I hurt her, I'm sorry for her, she's not wrong at all, she shouldn't just die like this...so..."

Song Hong pressed his fingers on the ground, his knuckles were red and swollen from the cold, and he spat out the last few words intermittently:

"As long as she can live. No, I, she, she will only live...better..."

Song Hong knelt on the ground, fearing that Huang Si would not agree, he kowtowed desperately, hoping for a little pity in exchange.

"So, God, please save Xiaoqiu."

He has given up everything, past, obsession, dignity, identity, opportunity, and future, just in exchange for resurrecting Xiaoqiu.

Even if he gets nothing and loses everything, he will not hesitate.