"This test is not only our accomplishments, but also our hearts and our style of doing things!"
God never knew a good man.
He is cruel, cruel, grumpy, and his behavior is often unexpected.
Talking and laughing can kill.
What if such a person wants to be his substitute?
"We are trained, not only for cultivation, but also to kill with God!" God looked down at his hands and didn't move: "these hands have killed too many people, many of them, as you said, the so-called innocent are people... I have killed newborn children, surviving old people, flowering girls and sunshine teenagers..."
"You, you are really..." Feng Chenglin wanted to offend him, but found that he was really a little poor.
Killing or training, the whole thing is not an option for this fake.
He just wants to live!
If you want to be a substitute for God and live, you must live like God according to his will.
"Killing and setting fire, doing all kinds of evil, this is the true face of God. Only in this way can I occupy the high position of God, and no one dares to question the authenticity of my identity!"
God looked at them calmly, with theout any regret or guilt on his face.
"I know you don't like me from your heart. It doesn't matter... In fact, fundamentally speaking, we are one kind of people. Who of you three hasn't killed anyone?"
Feng Chenglin was unhappy for a moment: "we have killed people, but we have never killed innocent people like you!"
"Innocent people, ha ha ha," the god suddenly smiled, "you tell me innocent people? OK! Then I'll talk to you about what innocence is!"
His face suddenly fell, gnashing his teeth.
"For you, if that person doesn't hurt you, he is innocent, but have you ever thought that for someone else, he may be an unforgivable criminal!!"
Feng Chenglin opened his mouth and was speechless:... It seems that he said such a truth!
"What is innocence? But compared with you, people who have not done anything sorry for you are innocent!"
When a person does something that hurts his vital interests, it is deep hatred.
But for outsiders, he may also be innocent.
This is an irrefutable paradox.
Ling Luoyu pressed Feng Chenglin's shoulder: "we are not saints. Everyone has blood in their hands. The blood is clean. Therefore, no matter whether the people we kill are heinous or innocent, what we do... Is a sin!"
God couldn't hide his surprise. "Girl, this..."
"What? I'm not right?"
"No, no," God stopped talking and finally smiled, "so I like you. You are more transparent than both of them. Girls in the world rarely have such a mind as you, and beauty and wisdom merge. Really, I like you from my heart and admire you!!"
If someone else heard what he said just now, he must say a word, but Ling Luoyu affirmed his meaning.
Yes, anyone with blood on his hands is a sinner.
Don't say who killed the good, who killed the bad.
But it was the man who touched his own interests.
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