My husband is born again

Chapter 161 It's So Miserable

Hua Hanxiang wiped her hands slowly, and said nonchalantly, "It's just two filthy ants, you'll die if you pinch them to death. Bastard, although you're despicable and shameless, you're still a god, how can you have such compassion? "

"Of course I have compassion for my believers. As for these two dirty things, I don't care if they die." Ruan Ling shook her head and frowned, "You should understand what I mean. Our gods cannot kill at will. Are you not afraid of being punished by God?"

"I don't care." Hua Hanxiang sat down, carelessly arranging her hair.

"How can you not care?" Ruan Ling looked at her and suddenly understood, "Is it because of this reason that you lost your godhead?"

Although gods are endowed with powerful abilities, they also have many constraints.

They cannot kill at will.

Seeing that Hua Hanxiang's killing methods are so skillful and sharp, one knows that she has killed many people before.

Then why she lost her godhead is understandable.

"Have you killed many people?"

"I kill people who deserve to die." Hua Hanxiang said lightly, "You have to admit that some people deserve to die. Since God doesn't punish them, I can only do it for them."

She raised her eyes and saw the frowning girl in white across from her, she couldn't help giggling: "Look at your fuss. It's common for thousands of people to die in times of famine and calamity. I deserve it for killing a few." What is the scum of the scum."

"What I mean is, it seems that you are quite righteous in your three views, but what if you rob me of my godhead? I didn't do anything harmful. I even helped you!"

"I can't help it either." Hua Hanxiang leaned her back against the tree trunk, raised her face, closed her eyes, let out a breath, and said in a light tone, "I have lost my godhead for more than 30 years. If I don't replenish my godhead, I will Will be out of my wits."

"In addition to gifting and robbing Godhead, it can also be cultivated." Ruan Ling was very puzzled, "Where have you been fooling around in the past 30 years, so miserably?"

Ruan Ling's own godhead was gifted to her by others.

For someone as lazy as her, it is naturally impossible to practice by herself.

Hua Hanxiang opened her eyes and looked at her for a while, "A land god like me, who is ready to kill every now and then, will disappear soon even if he spends a hundred years cultivating his godhead."

"So, it's the most convenient way to snatch it? I won't be the first god you snatch, right?"

"You are right, you are really the first one."

"Then, where have you been these decades?" Ruan Ling leaned over and asked gossipingly.

"It's none of your business?" Hua Hanxiang gave her a white look, "Although I robbed you of your things, you took them back and punished me. You don't owe anything, you can go away."

"What if you come to steal my godhead again?"

"Am I still able to grab it now?" Hua Hanxiang looked a little tired, leaned against the tree, and said weakly, "I said, my divine power has disappeared. Smelly girl, get out of here, don't bother me Me, leave me alone alone."

Ruan Ling stood there without moving, a pair of dark eyes scrutinized her face.

Without the godhead, her divine power dissipated, and her only end was to be shattered into ashes and ashes.

"Cultivate, after re-condensing the godhead, don't kill any more." Ruan Ling said suddenly.

"My divine power is exhausted now, what do I use to practice?" Hua Hanxiang laughed at herself.

(End of this chapter)