"Survival of the fittest, you should understand that." The Beast God left this sentence and disappeared without a trace again.
Yu Wanwan walked forward and gently pulled her fingers: "Zewu, don't be too sad. Even if this is the case, it's good that you can live on in place of everyone else."
She didn't want Zewu to be so sad, she wanted to comfort him.
But when he heard Yu Wanwan's voice, his bewildered expression suddenly turned cold. He grabbed Yu Wanwan and stared at her fiercely: "What's the point of me living alone! I don't want to become a god at all! I only want my people!"
Yu Wanwan had never seen Ze Wu like this before, and at this moment he was extremely wary of everyone.
Ze Wu's eyes were bloodshot. He moved closer, glaring at Yu Wan Wan dangerously. "You're a traitor too! Aren't you the medium that transmits the power of the Beast God? Why are you so useless? Why can't you resist the Dark Breath?"
If the power that each spiritual flower could transmit was a little stronger, his people would not have to die.
Yu Wanwan was completely unable to react to his yelling. Zewu would never speak to her in such a harsh tone, let alone vent his anger on her for such inexplicable reasons.
She still held Zewu's hand and looked at him blankly.
Zewu was on the verge of collapse. After seeing Yu Wanwan, he vented all the anger and sadness in his heart towards her.
In Zewu's eyes at this moment, Yu Wanwan was standing on the side of the Beast God.
"Zewu, it's not like that..." Yu Wanwan wanted to explain, but Zewu suddenly lifted her up high and threw her towards Jinghu.
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