Great Creator

Sora Yu hits faster and faster, his movements become more precise and agile, and he is merciless when he cuts people up. When the dust settles, only the guy who broke his hand at the beginning and the other two losers are left in the field. Fighting power, throwing away the weapon, shivering to kneel and surrender the bastard.

Kong Yu's small figure is majestic, standing in the wind, blood dripping from his swords. Beside her, there were three dead people lying all around, and two injured.

She leaned over and retrieved the culprit from a corpse-the piece of gold, and then handed the piece of gold to the vendor with her little red hand.

The hawker's fingers trembled and he couldn't catch the gold piece at all. He stared at Kong Yu blankly, completely unable to believe that it was such a little girl who had not grown up that created the sight before him.

Huang Si came over from behind, took the gold piece, took another exactly the same piece of gold, and stuffed it on the hawker's collar, "Take it well, and this is an additional mental damage fee."

Only then did the hawker come back to his senses. He looked at Huang Si, then at Kong Yu, and suddenly his voice trembled and said: "You have hurt me miserably...I can't keep this piece of gold, please take it away!"

Saying that he took the gold piece inserted on his collar, he was about to return it to both of them.

Huang Si ignored him and said directly to Kong Yu:

"Whether to kill the remaining people who have no ability to resist, you can judge for yourself. You can choose to eliminate the evil and do everything, or you can choose to spare their lives."

After all, Kong Yu is the first time to kill a human race. She herself is a little overwhelmed. She originally wanted to let go of these bastards. However, look at the slightly hateful eyes of the **** and the desperate look of the vendor, Kong Yu Suddenly figured it out.

"Dad, they are all locals, right, so if we leave like this, the sugar uncle will be revenge, right?" Kong Yu raised his innocent face and asked Huang Si.

"Yes." Everything in this town is in Huang Si's perception. He naturally knows that these **** are local bullies and will definitely seek opportunities to retaliate.

"So." Kongyu's tender voice sounded in the field, but he said very cold words, "I decided to kill them all."

Kong Yu raised his sword and fell, and cut it down without hesitation.

"We surrendered! Don't kill us! Please!"

"You kill us, you must die too! Juzi will avenge me!"

The **** screamed, begged, threatened, but none of this could change Kong Yu's determination.

Seeing Kong Yu killed all these bastards, the hawker was shivering with fright, and he did not dare to look directly at Kong Yu.

Kong Yu was bloodstained all over, standing next to the gangster's corpse, looking at the hawker, she felt a little sad.

Why did she save this person, but this person never dared to approach her again?

"Dad." Kong Yu looked at Huang Si for help.

"It's okay." Huang Si gently stroked her head, "If you think you should do that, do it boldly. If you do something without asking for anything in return, don't care about others treating you. Attitude."

Kong Yu nodded. Father God was right. She rescued the hawker, not for the hawker to give back to her.

Huang Si laughed, Kong Yu figured it out, and it was right to take her out.

When deciding the test candidates for the sixth-generation prosthetic body and the double-sword weapon, Xiyuan Dongyao Lihuo and the three of them were entangled in trivial matters and couldn't take them. Nanyang Weiji was not suitable for a mass murder. The final tone was cold-tempered, but a little awkward. Beixuan was working seriously every day, and Huang Si was embarrassed to disturb him. Shifang and Kongyu are both suitable, Huang Si notified them, so Shifang and Kongyu raised the bar to determine the outcome. Shifang lost to Kongyu, who had a higher degree of precision, and finally Kongyu came out.

As for the guy like Millet, Huang Si would not consider the character that can open the dyeing room with a little bit of color, and take her out to play alone, she can mess up everything.

The two people, Shi Fang Kongyu, have a straightforward character in common, Shi Fang is chic, and Kong Yu is lively. However, compared with Shi Fang, there is still some social common sense, Kong Yu is very lacking in the experience of human race.

Therefore, Huang Si had several purposes when she went out this time, one of which was to bring the rain with her to hone her character.

Now it seems that the effect is pretty good.

Now that the matter was over, Huang Si left with Kongyu. Only the peddler trembling in the back.

Before leaving, Kong Yu tore off a piece of clothing from the corpse, wiped the sword clean, and then cherished it back sheath.

Along the way, Kong Yu hung his head, somewhat uninterested, as if the killing still had some influence on her.

Huang Si asked, "What is Kong Yu thinking about?"

Sora Yu looked up and looked a little confused: "Dad, I don't know if my decision is right or not. I don't know whether my decision alone will allow a lot of lives or deaths. Is this good..."

Huang Si asked her: "Then why did this empty rain decide to let them all die?"

Kong Yu thought for a while: "Because they want to kill the sugar uncle."

Huang Si smiled~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Kong Yu is still a simple and kind-hearted child after all.

"Not only because they want to kill the uncle who sells sugar, you think they should kill, but also because they violated your moral code." Huang Si educated her little by little, "There are many bad people in this world, and Bad people can't be killed. If you face the human race as a god, you must have a level of consciousness. Because good and bad are just moral evaluations, and the morality of the world has nothing to do with the gods. The gods are selfless and will not be partial. . But if you face them as human beings, then you need a consistent rule, and this rule is the morality in your heart."

"The sword is a weapon, and a weapon can hurt and protect people. How to use a weapon is up to you. If one day, you have the rules in your heart, you will not be influenced by moments and moments of emotions, nor Will be affected by the words of others, but with the weapon in your hand, firmly implement your own ideas."

Sora Yu didn't understand, but he wrote down everything and nodded.

Huang Si led her into an inn and shouted: "Come to a guest room and boil water and take a bath by the way!"

The guy at the inn glanced at the two of them and was almost startled by Kong Yu's blood-covered appearance. So Huang Si handed him a piece of gold and told him to shut up and work.

Kong Yu went to take a bath on his own. It was convenient for Huang Si to directly evaporate the dirty prosthesis and just replace it with another. People with creative power are just that wayward.

Of course, they don't need to sleep, just take a shower here. When going out, just pretend to be a little bit with Humans, and there is no need to pretend everything is too similar.

After eating in the inn, Huang Si jumped out of the window with empty rain. The sky was not completely dark, and the two had left the town.