Chapter 286

Anyway, I'd better wake up song Hong first and see Xiao Qiu's reaction.

Huang Si pricked song Hong's back with the tip of the oil paper umbrella.

He didn't move.

A kick.

Song Hong's body turned over and still didn't wake up.

Can't this work?

The snow powder is flying in the wind, Xiaoqiu's soul stands in the snow, and the crystal tears twinkle in the corners of her eyes, flow out, and then scatter in the wind. The illusory figure seems not to exist, but just a dream in the snow.

Huang Si's consciousness is connected to the book of creation. After reading the atlas, let's make a cardiotonic needle for first aid.

After giving song Hong an injection, Huang Si poked him in the face with an oil paper umbrella, "Hey, wake up."

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

Huang Si looked at Xiaoqiu's soul and seemed to be crying.

After a while, song Hong realized his situation. He sat on the ground, barely operated his internal power and recovered his little strength. After a little breathing, he immediately bowed and said, "did Lord Huang save me... Thank you..."

"Song Hong," said Huang Si, "wake you up because I saw Xiaoqiu's soul."

The originally godless eyes brightened in an instant.

It's like a traveler in the desert sees a sweet spring.

Song Hong, regardless of his state of embarrassment, climbed to Huang Si and begged, "if you can, please Lord Huang save Xiao Qiu. I'm willing to pay any price."

Any price? not to hesitate to?

What a familiar word.

Huang Si's heart only felt ha ha.

This song hung as like as two peas.

In order to find Zhou Xia, say it again at all costs. In order to save Xiaoqiu, say it again?

Your family's price is so easy to pay?

I'm not a resurrected 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 faintly, "first, I'll give you a chance to become a God and go to heaven to see Zhou Xia."

This sentence completely exceeded song Hong's expectation.

This is not so much a choice as a gift!

Song Hong looked at Huang Si in disbelief. His blood was almost boiling.

Twenty years, he has waited for this day for twenty years!

Now, the real gods personally promised him that they would give him a chance to get what he wanted. It did not waste his years of endless pursuit!

There is no need for the second item. If it were not for fear of offending Huang Si, song Hong would almost have made a choice without waiting for him to finish.

However, Huang Si gave the second option, a cold and cruel option that people can't put at both ends of the balance together with the previous option:

"Second, if you give up this opportunity, you will never see Zhou Xia. But I will help you revive Xiaoqiu. However, she can't use her original body and can only revive her soul by borrowing a corpse. Xiaoqiu will have no familiar appearance and probably no memory of the past."

The heat flow coagulated in Song Hong's eyes.

"Become a God and realize your wishes for many years; or let Xiaoqiu become a person who has nothing to do with you and rise again. Choose one or the other."

Either?

What's his choice?

This kind of thing, can you choose?

Song Hong seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and the whole man sat down again.

Huang Si looked at him coldly.

So you're knocked down?

Choosing to be a God or a great victim is just a choice. Man is an animal of desire. Huang Si will never look down on people who follow their inner desires. Unless they annoy him, let's say otherwise.

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

This kind of waste, no matter.

Since he doesn't want to take care of song Hong, Huang Si plans to deal with Xiaoqiu first.

In fact, even if song Hong doesn't choose Xiaoqiu, Huang Si will revive her. After all, the original root of Xiaoqiu's death is actually millet head. Bear child's pot, Dad, forget it.

He came to Xiaoqiu's soul, stretched out his hand, and put his fingers through the virtual shadow of her soul. Their souls staggered, so he could have a direct dialogue with Xiaoqiu.

"Xiao Qiu." Huang Si called to her.

Strong will penetrates Xiaoqiu's consciousness directly through the interleaving of souls. She finally tilts her head slightly and looks at Huang Si.

"Xiaoqiu, if you still have nostalgia for the world, recognize me as the Lord, and I will revive you."

Xiaoqiu looks down and seems to be thinking about something.

Then she looked at Huang Si and nodded slowly.

"Well, recognize the Lord."

Xiaoqiu seems a little confused.

"Don't you know what to do?" Huang Si felt a little troublesome. This Xiaoqiu probably had no soul memory and had a slow response. "Well, which God do you believe in? Take me as him and completely entrust your soul to me. Are you willing to recognize me as the Lord?"

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

"Master... I, would like to..."

Huang Si pressed his hand in Xiaoqiu's soul, the golden light flickered and the assimilation was completed.

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

After assimilation, Huang Si saw all Xiaoqiu's memories so far.

"This is a scum man." Huang Si couldn't help saying.

Because Zhou Xia began to degenerate when he couldn't find him. He was drunk, gambled money, looked for emotional substitutes, and mentally tortured other people's little girls. This is too dreary.

Huang Sizheng was about to grab Xiaoqiu's soul and flash away. Unexpectedly, song Hong opened his mouth. He said in a hoarse voice:

"Lord Huang, please help me revive Xiaoqiu."

"You're late. You're late."

Song Hong panicked. He stretched out his hand to hold Huang Si's corner of the clothes and almost begged, "Lord Huang, I don't want anything else. Please revive Xiaoqiu! As long as Xiaoqiu can survive, I don't want anything!!!"

Huang Si wanted to leave directly, but he couldn't help asking, "don't you know I'm not a human? Everything I said can be realized. Isn't it good to become a God? Isn't it good to see Zhou Xia? Why should you revive someone who has nothing to do with you?"

Yes, Huang Si is a malicious test. Otherwise, why give such two options.

"I've been looking for Zhou Xia for 20 years and now I just give up? Your persistence is so casual? What's more, you accept Xiaoqiu as an apprentice for Zhou Xia's appearance. Even if she resurrects, she won't have the appearance of the past, let alone remember you. For you, she's just a stranger. Why do you choose to resurrect her?"

Yes, this is simply an unequal choice.

Human nature can not stand the test. Sometimes, the balance has not been tilted, just because the chips are not high enough.

So Huang Si added more weights on one side of the balance to see if it was crooked.

Sentence after sentence penetrated song Hong's mind and tore his heart.

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

"Yes, I don't want anything myself. I hurt her. I'm sorry for her. She's not wrong at all. She shouldn't die like this... So..."

Song Hong's fingers pressed on the ground. His knuckles were red and swollen with cold. He spit out the last 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, and desperately kowtowed his head, hoping to exchange a trace of pity.

"So, great God, please help Xiao Qiu."

He has given up everything, past, obsession, dignity, identity, opportunity and future, just in exchange for Xiao Qiu's resurrection.

Even if he can't get anything and lose everything, he doesn't hesitate.