It's not too much to say that a beauty is a little bit stronger

A ripple appeared on the surface of the lake, and the heaven and earth seemed to tremble gently with his footsteps. His white hair fluttered in the wind like silver threads, and his face was covered by a red evil ghost mask.

Just the aura he showed when he walked over was enough to make people's hearts palpitate.

A pure white robe fluttered in the wind, the corners of the robe were as ethereal as clouds and mist, without being stained by dust, as if an immortal came from the sky.

"Long time no see, Mingluo."

Mingluo raised her eyebrows slightly: "I thought you weren't coming."

She would not join a game casually. Mingluo was not interested in the evil god's bad taste.

But she received an invitation from the God of Chaos, inviting her to participate in a game.

How could she refuse Chaos' invitation?

In her mind, Chaos is a nearly perfect true god, and his every move exudes a breathtaking sacredness and beauty.

She was curious as to why Chaos had invited her over.

I am even more curious about why Chaos would play an NPC.

The Chaos in her memory would never do such a thing.

Mingluo continued to adjust her huge scales, "I met a very interesting child. His eyes are very special."

Chaos' steps were light and silent, with a casual yet extremely elegant composure.

"I know."

When the words fell, Mingluo's eyes moved slightly.

Chaos's response was "I know."

She looked up at Chaos, "You're here for him."

Kaos looked towards the Poison Mist Forest and said, "I will always come for him."

Ming Luo was slightly stunned. She couldn't believe that the true God who was once absolutely ruthless and desireless would say such sweet words.

She would not ask about these gossips, nor would she explore what Chaos did.

All she pursued was the fairness in her heart. Mingluo whispered, her voice like dust blown away by the wind:

"As long as you don't destroy fairness."

At that moment, she seemed to hear Chaos laughing.

The sound is as beautiful as the gentle warm breeze of the four seasons.

Fairness is determined by people, but the one who has suffered the most injustice...isn't it Xiao Huai?

Mingluo didn't know why Chaos was laughing. She heard the sound of the River God Game starting.

"The Island of Atonement" this time brings together several high-level gods.

The river god has appeared in the world, and no one who encounters him will be spared.

She raised her hand slightly, and everything that happened in the forest appeared before her eyes.

The River God's game begins, and there are five people participating in the game.

Among the five players, Mingluo saw Xiao Huai.

Xiao Huai's expression remained calm. Even when he saw the River God, there was no surprise or fear on his face.

"What a shame, it's quite unlucky."

She turned her head away from the forest scene. Just as she looked up to ask Chaos what he thought, she found that he had disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, Chaos was about to pass through the barrier. Ming Luo frowned and said, "Don't forget your identity."

He's the ruling god of the Isle of Atonement, guarding the final level of the game. So how could he show up so early? This is simply too unfair.

If players meet him, won’t they be doomed immediately?

However, Chaos tilted his head slightly.

"My identity?" He chuckled softly, "I just remember that I had an agreement with him."

There were many agreements between the two of them, and he remembered every one of them.

Chaos would look at Xiao Huai even if he was not by his side.

Mingluo looked at Chaos's departing back, and there was no murderous aura in Chaos.

Wasn't he just going over to take a look, not to set a trap for these players?

She looked away and back at the scales.

She stroked the scales, resting her forehead gently on them, and whispered to herself, "Promise..."

Mingluo tapped the scales lightly with her fingertips, her eyes looking into the distance:

"So he has this side to him."

The cold divinity began to crack, and emotions came quietly like an undercurrent.

A promise is the least valuable and most precious thing in the world.

The lonely god is willing to step down from the altar because of someone's existence, and because of him, he gradually grows flesh and blood called emotion.

When the gods began to respect the agreement, the silent power turned into fireworks, making the cold and lonely heart beat wildly.

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On the other side, the appearance of the river god made the tall man stunned for a long time.

Feng Wu looked like he had suffered a great loss, his face was extremely dark.

He wanted to leave here immediately.

He didn't want to participate in this damn river god game.

But will the river god let them go?

Before he could move, the road behind him quietly collapsed, and the ground turned into a wide river, completely isolating them from the outside world.

The river surged like a living thing, trapping them tightly in an invisible cage.

The cold mist hits my body from time to time, bringing a chill the moment it touches my skin.

The system also continued to broadcast.

"'The Honest Woodcutter' is a special game. Winning players will have their team's points increased by five points. Losing players will be penalized."

"The rules of the game will be explained to you by our great River God."

"Good luck to all players!"

The River God kept a strange smile on his face. "Lucky children, welcome to join my game. I'm a kindhearted person who's here to give you points."

Out of ten people who say they are kind, nine are bad people.

The tall man was so frightened by the river god's appearance that he dared not say anything.

He used to be afraid of the uncanny valley effect.

This kind of thing that looks like a human but is not a human is most likely to trigger physiological fear in people.

"Let me introduce myself first. You can call me Lord Linghu. Next, you introduce yourself."

He looked at the tall man, who was suddenly called upon and hesitated a little, but this was just a self-introduction.

He read out his name: "Geng Hongyi."

After Geng Hongyi finished speaking, the River God looked at the girl next to him.

The girl whispered her name: "Gao...Gao Menghan."

Xiao Huai and the other two also participated in the game, after all, they were all trapped in it.

After Chen Chong and Feng Wu finished reading out their names, it was Xiao Huai's turn last.

The river god looked at Xiao Huai with a smile.

Xiao Huai casually said a name.

"Li Ming."

All players present: “?”

Who doesn't know his name?

I’m sure there is no player on “Atonement Island” who doesn’t know his name is Xiao Huai.

The live broadcast before he entered the game is still vivid in his mind.

After hearing this, the river god's squinting eyes seemed to open a little.

He stroked his chin and muttered to himself as if thinking: "Hmm, Li Ming? This name sounds familiar."

"Ah—" A lightbulb seemed to pop up in the River God's head. He clapped his hands and said, "I remember Li Ming. You Chinese people like to use this name in questions. I thought there was no one named Li Ming in the world."

The others looked at the River God's reaction. He wouldn't really believe that Xiao Huai's name was Li Ming.

People with this name are simply professional passers-by.

After the river god finished speaking, thick fog rose over the river.

His voice echoed in everyone's ears.

"I'm a bit impatient, so why don't we get into the game and tell you the rules one by one."

The ending of his drawn-out last sentence was indescribably eerie.