"The last time you came, you demanded monthly sacrifices from humans, offering the finest cattle, sheep, and wine."
"And last time..."
"The land of the Xia Dynasty has been suffering from drought for six consecutive years! We are out of food and water!"
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Every word was so heartbreaking that Gu Xingmiao had no time to speak. The pressure made them feel fear from the depths of their souls, as if they were speechless for a moment.
People cannot speak when they are extremely frightened.
"What do you want this time?"
Hou Yi's expression was extremely cold, as if filled with hatred of blood and tears. He spoke each word with great emphasis: "Trusting in God is not as good as trusting in yourself."
He wants to kill God.
Kill these gods of inaction.
"We are also human beings, not gods--" Gu Xingmiao tried to explain clearly, but her voice was drowned out by the shock and anger of her descendants, and the few words she spoke could not communicate through the stereotypes.
Houyi gradually approached, looking coldly at the guy who was imprisoned, and the bow and arrow in his hand became even hotter.
Gu Xingmiao's whole body was fixed in place, unable to break free, but he felt waves of heat coming over him——
It was also at this time that she stood on the dry land, truly feeling the passage of ten thousand years, staring blankly at everything around her.
The soul seemed to have flown through tens of millions of years.
She didn't know what she could do, what she could change, and she was too weak now, and she couldn't even take care of herself.
Standing in the future, we are not qualified to speak for any person or event in the past.
The myth never says that before Houyi shot down the sun, there was a "god" who required sacrifices of both faith and young boys and girls.
But is such a God really God?
At least in the five thousand years of Chinese history, there has never been a useless god that still exists and is worshipped. For the Chinese people, every god has merits and fame.
Houyi's arrow was already on the string and had to be shot.
The next second, the arrow, accompanied by a sharp cold wind, shot towards Gu Xingmiao's heart.
The human body cannot dodge the arrow shot by Houyi.
"Gu Xingmiao!!!" Qi Bufan's eyes were bloodshot.
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