On the occasion of collapse

But she has never seen this aunt before. Most of the Valkyries of Destiny don't know her existence, and few people have seen her.

Is it possible that Ji Zi will meet this extremely mysterious Archbishop of Destiny and the sister of Destiny's strongest S-class Valkyrie Bai Zhi today?

"It's over, it's over, are my clothes dry? Ah, it's over, I forgot to wash them yesterday. There's nothing I can do about it, dryer, dryer! Hurry up!" He rushed to the balcony and Jizi took it. He took out the clothes from the washing machine and hung them to dry last night. He touched the wet clothes and touched his forehead.

Jizi, whose other clothes were not washed at all, rushed back to the room with the clothes. She took out the dryer that had been covered in dust for who knows how long. After plugging in the electricity, she put the clothes in front of the dryer. She muttered and hoped that the clothes would go faster. Dry.

Look, this is the fate of lazy cancer patients.

(Oh, this chapter was coded by A Mo last night. If you saw it, it means that A Mo is already out and about now! Wait for me to go back for the next chapter! Oh ho ho ho!)

Chapter 632 We are her murderers

"Hoo, ho..." Jizi put her hands on her knees, bent over and gasped.

Looking up at the principal's office in front of her, Himeko adjusted her breathing and calmed down the panting caused by strenuous exercise.

"It shouldn't be too late, right?" After a slight hesitation, Jizi raised her hand and knocked on the office door.

"Please come in." Theresa's voice came from the office. Jizi turned the doorknob and walked in slowly.

"You must be Jizi Wuliangta. Theresa must have caused you a lot of trouble. Thank you for taking care of Theresa." Before Jizi could recover, a gentle woman stood in front of him. He gently held his hand.

Unlike her hands that were calloused from holding weapons all the time, the woman's hands were gentle and soft.

Almost subconsciously, Jizi regarded the woman in front of her as a non-threatening ordinary person and lowered her guard.

"No, no, Teresa also helped me a lot." Looking at the woman in front of her, Jizi's face turned red suspiciously.

What's wrong with her?Why would she want to get close to this woman subconsciously?

"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself, I think this suddenly scared you." Perhaps she noticed something strange about Jizi, the woman took a half step back and looked at Jizi in front of her, her eyes full of nostalgia and tenderness.

"My name is Fu Ling, and I am Theresa's aunt." Smiling, Fu Ling stretched out her hand and looked at Ji Zi quietly in front of her.

"Ah, hello, my name is Wuliangta Jizi, and I am Theresa's friend." Jizi looked at the gentle woman in front of her, and she did not feel disgusted even though Fuling's behavior just now was a bit abrupt.

.......

Sitting on the sofa, Fu Ling watched Ji Zi and Theresa discuss how to let Bai Zhi appear, with a touch of sadness hidden in her eyes.

What a resemblance. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I probably wouldn’t have believed that two such similar people would be born in this world...

Himeko, this girl named Himeko looks exactly like you.

Thinking of the person who liked to drink, Fu Ling sighed slightly in her heart.

However, since there is someone so similar to Himeko, would it be...

As soon as this idea appeared in Fu Ling's mind, she kicked it out.

No, there won't be. She is unique. There will never be another Alicia in this world.

Even the girl in front of him who looks almost exactly like Himeko is not her, but a brand new life.

However, even if Poria knows this, she also knows that the dead cannot be resurrected, and the person in front of her is not the same person as before.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Jizi was still filled with nostalgia.

Looking at Jizi, she had the illusion that she had gone back to a long, long time ago.

At that time, she didn't know that she was a Honkai God, she didn't know her responsibilities, she didn't need to fight, and the world hadn't become that bad yet.

She is still a little child, not so worried, not so worried, not so many things holding her back.

Everything is so beautiful....

It's so beautiful that when she thinks about it now, it feels so unreal...

Turning to look out the window, Poria looked at the clear sky, the green trees, and the flying birds.

Think so.

Now the world is very beautiful, so beautiful that it is like a fairy tale that is about to be broken.

Fu Ling was worried. She was worried that if she walked into this beautiful fairy tale, it would be like a piece of paper, breaking at the touch of a touch.

She worries that even her current life will be gone forever...

For hundreds of years, she rarely left the Tianming Headquarters. Firstly, she did not want to be bound to too many humans, and secondly, she was worried that this fairy tale would be broken.

Yes, even though many people still think that the world is not a good place and has many flaws.

But in Fu Ling's view, the world she sacrificed herself for was already the best and most beautiful.

Not because the world itself is so good, but because... this is the world she 'created'.

Looking at the sky in confusion, she thought of the guy who always tried his best to show that he was the furthest thing from Fuling's personality.

Chiling, what exactly are you planning to do?Obviously we are one, but why, I can't see through you more and more?

You seem to have changed, but...it seems like you have never changed.

I know that you don't like God, and you don't like so-called responsibilities. She and I will impose the responsibilities of the Honkai God on you and let you shoulder this heavy responsibility.

I also made an agreement with you that if one day you no longer want to shoulder this responsibility, then I will replace you.

But, in all these years, you have never said that.

You keep trying to anger me, make me hate you, make me disgust you.

But why do you do what you do?

I know you won't hate me, and you know I won't hate you.

We are one, we come from the same individual.

We are the continuation of her life, the proof of her existence in this world, we...are her.

No, we are not her, even if we are like her, we will not become her.

She is unique, she is the only one.

We can be like her, we can be her, but we won’t be her.

Chiling, you know, maybe everyone thinks that she and I are the most similar, but only I know that you are the one closest to her. I am just a poor imitator, trying to imitate Live like her.

But...you are right about one thing.

She left a lot deep in our souls.

Such as responsibility, such as human feelings, such as...

love for her....

That love was too hot, too deep, and too unforgettable.

We cannot forget and we will not forget.

Tens of thousands of years could not erase the scars caused by ten years, nor could they erase the deep love that the girl had for her.

I don't know what you are going to do, but I know that you are still the same you as before.

Maybe An didn't tell you that although you were the one who was separated first, in fact, my consciousness was born before you.

So speaking of it, I should be your sister, right?

I'm despicable. You are clearly enduring loneliness and malice from all over the world, but I enjoy family affection in this world and yearn for the warmth of home.

People tend to try their best to show what they lack, but in fact, this sentence does not only apply to humans, but to all living creatures.

I am like this and so are you...

Chiling, I remember you said...

'None of us are her, the real her has died long ago, and we are the so-called murderers. '

(I saw a comment saying that he would rather see the Poria cocos that was a warrior in the pre-civilization era than the current Poria cocos that is a god and puts himself out of trouble.

I thought about it later, Poria cocos has now become Bai Ling and Chi Ling. If Bai Ling's power is returned to the pre-civilization period, it will not have much impact, and it will even be more conducive to the development of the plot.

Considering everyone's feelings, I still do a small survey on this. Regarding making Poria...

No, let Xiaoling put aside her identity as a god and rediscover herself as a warrior.

What do you think? )

Chapter 633 Every beautiful reunion makes parting even sadder

(After reading everyone’s comments, I also sorted out my mood.

Yes, it took me so long and so many chapters to establish the fact that Poria is already a bystander.What can be done to reverse all this?

No, nothing can reverse this. Poria is no longer the innocent child she once was. That child has died long ago, and died in the war with the end.What survived was just a walking corpse with obsession.

And the departure of little Aili became the splash that wiped out her last hope. At that time, she was completely dead.

She will become like the person she remembers, become gentle, and like to put a smile on her face.

However, unlike her, she cannot like every human being from the bottom of her heart, and she cannot always approach others with a kind heart.

She is not her and will not be her.

Even when she met Bai Zhi later, she knew that even if she knew her identity, there would still be people who would love her and be willing to be by her side.

She is already satisfied.

For her, the only regret was that she could not take Alicia's place to see the prosperous times.

She couldn't hold it on anymore, and in order to prevent herself from falling on the eve of her golden age, she made a bold decision.

She tore her soul apart and divided her godhead. No matter how much pain she experienced and how much suffering she had to endure, she still endured it.

From her soul, two children were born.

They inherited Fu Ling's consciousness, inherited Fu Ling's memory, and inherited everything about Fu Ling.

She also inherited Poria's deep love for her.

She didn't decide who would perform the duties of the Honkai God, and she didn't decide who would accompany her family in the human world. Even if one of them was the incarnation of divinity and the other was the incarnation of humanity, she still didn't decide.

'Their destiny should be decided by themselves. No one can control their destiny, not even me. '

On that day, Poria lost her strength, lost her godhead, and even only a few residues of her soul remained.

She said calmly to An, who was standing in front of her.

She did not regret all this. For her, her life ended on the day it finally arrived, and the rest of her life was just her last breath in this world...

She was not that girl, nor was she that warrior.

The girl locked herself in her heart after her first murder, and the warrior died on the moon.

This is what I want to say to everyone. Why do I need to read everyone’s suggestions in the first place?

Maybe it's because I feel a little sorry for Xiao Fuling. After all, I have been letting her experience tragedy.

Others say that parting is for a better reunion.

But this sentence does not apply to Poria. If it must be said, it should be...

Every beautiful reunion makes parting even sadder. )

(Finally, if you really want to see the pre-civilized Xiaoling again...

I might write a side story, or... wait until the promised land.

After all...the Poria cocos there is the last Poria cocos that can be called Xiaoling...)

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"I've almost passed the exam." Bai Zhi said lazily as she smashed the lollipop in her mouth while watching the girls fighting back and forth with the training robot in the training ground.

"Yes, after all, the exam has started more than a day ago." Beside Bai Zhi, Ji Zi, who was responsible for reminding Bai Zhi not to forget what she was going to do later, was also watching the battle in the training ground.

"I said, is it really useful to only use this level of training robots for assessment? After watching it for so long, I haven't seen anyone who can be defeated by this thing." Bai Zhi said slowly, pointing to the center of the field again. The fallen and scrapped robot said very suspiciously.

"It should be useful." When Bai Zhi said this, Ji Zi became unsure and could only say awkwardly.

"That means you're not too sure." Standing up straight, Bai Zhi stretched out.

"After all, they are still children. Growing up well is what they should do at this age. They are not yet ready to risk their lives to fight." Jizi said slowly, her tone was very sincere, and there was no trace of just saying The look of beautiful words.

Yes, that's what Wuliangta Jizi thinks.