Playing cultivation games in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 195

Are you a beloved being?

Ai Luoluo couldn't answer the question in her heart.

One side is silent, the other side is orderly.

Ai Luoluo saw with her own eyes that Baidi rummaged through and found a stack of mulberry paper exuding a faint fragrance, which recorded every bit of her poor sister who might or might not have existed.

"In your imagination, what is her name?"

The name means existence, the nameless means no meaning, and the form has no place to return, Ai Luoluo thinks so.

From the moment she had a name, she was Ai Luoluo, the unique Ai Luoluo.

"No name." Bai Di shook his head, with a hint of embarrassment showing on his indifferent face, "Time is too hasty, they are walking so fast."

Ai Luoluo knew that there was an element of justifying his friend in his words. For the gods, it might not be too late, but just unwilling, isn't it?
Sensing what she was thinking, Bai Di sighed softly: "Gods also grieve, and there is no difference between us when it comes to parting."

"How can there be no difference? Because of your selfishness, I came to this world, and now because of your irresponsibility, do you want to let the pain continue?"

This is not fair!

The gods could easily read their own thoughts, and the huge gap made the black-haired girl who had always been calm finally unable to restrain the surging emotions in her heart, and denounced her aloud.

The difference has always been there.

The pale white light that filled the entire space suddenly dimmed a bit, and the spots of light falling from among the dense branches disappeared soundlessly into the shadows.

"Yeah, the difference has always existed." The young god's voice was still soft, and his face was still soft, giving the impression that he was always soft and harmless.

Because of this, the former Ai Luoluo couldn't be afraid of him.

"You know, I can't help it, you just rely on my soft heart to lose your temper unscrupulously, don't you?" Bai Di's expression remained unchanged, he took out a yellowed page from the mulberry paper, and handed it to the student. In front of the sulking girl.

"Forgiveness is a very difficult thing. I don't ask you to do it, but there are some things you can decide. That is to say, do you want to take a look at her future in our vision?"

Ai Luoluo took the paper from Baidi's hand, it was so light and thin that she dared not look at it.

It was a portrait.

The slightly clumsy brushstrokes and rough lines roughly outline the figure of a little girl, a little thin and short.

She has very long hair, carefully divided into two strands and coiled into two round buns.

With the girl's eyes closed, Ai Luoluo couldn't see her eyebrows clearly, but the familiarity made her quickly confirm that they were the same eyebrows as her own.

"It's amazing, I am obviously completely different from her, why are they so similar?" She couldn't figure out the key point, and carefully pinched the fingertips on the edge of the portrait without using force.

Or, those gods she has never seen before, just prefer such faces?
Averting her eyes from the portrait, Ai Luoluo looked at Baidi's eyebrows and eyes, and looked directly at those soft eyes: "Is this why I am favored?"

She wanted to cry very much, but when she finished speaking, she felt that she had made a slip of the tongue.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm not that kind of unreasonable person." Baidi smiled half a smile, "You've been here for so long, don't you understand?"

"Preference never needs a reason."

(End of this chapter)