Soul Painter

The car drives on the highway.

Berlin has been left far behind.

Gao Fan looked at the scenery on both sides, the sky was still dark, his face was reflected on the car window, and it overlapped with the face that resembled Xin Weiying over there, like two reflections in the dark lake.

He felt physically weak.

This is the feeling that life is about to leave the body.

It was a bone-corrosion-like cold and emptiness, irreparable, hopeless, and the only remaining tail of life was slipping into the abyss.

Maybe he had less time left than he expected.

"What do you want to know?" Gao Fan asked softly.

"Everything about me." Du Xinyuan said.

During the few hours that Gao Fan was in a coma, she had been thinking about the whole thing, and suddenly felt that maybe what the psychopaths in the strange 10000f said might be a bit true, which meant a terrible fact that she was... Gao Fan created? But how is this possible!

"It's kind of cruel, if you must know..." Goff said.

"No, no, no, I don't want it anymore..." Du Xinyuan said, but after being silent for a while, she said, "Go ahead."

"It's a bit cruel, but considering that you're the one driving the car, if this thing irritates you too much, then both of us will die, so I've taken part of the risk~" Gao Fan laughed.

Du Xinyuan rolled her eyes at Gao Fan, this guy really doesn't look like a big artist, he looks like a naughty child, giving people an elusive feeling.

"I've been asked this question before, and it's, do you remember... who are your parents?" Gao Fan asked.

The car braked **** the highway.

Fortunately, Gao Fan fastened his seat belt in advance.

After a few minutes.

The car just started to start slowly.

On the other hand, Du Xinyuan had a pale expression.

"I had the same reaction at the time. We are all created, but the difference is, you are created by me, and me, who created me?" Gao Fan said.

The dark night outside the car window was as quiet as a river, flowing and surrounding the two of them.

Except for the occasional car lights in the oncoming lane, it seemed as if they were the only two left in the world, telling the greatest mystery about human civilization.

"There is no doubt that creating life as you please is the authority of the creator, and I can create you because I paid a very huge price.

You probably know that I didn't answer any of the gatekeeper's prayers for three years because all the resources, the countless glory, were used to create everything about you.

Of course, it's not just you, I created two lives..."

Gao Fan murmured: "But I still underestimated the difficulty of creating life. If I can master this, I will be the creator."

Du Xinyuan didn't speak, but the knuckles of her fingers as she pressed the steering wheel were beginning to turn white. If Gao Fan knew how to wink, he should shut up now, otherwise the end of the car overturning on the highway is not far away.

But Gao Fan has never been a person who knows how to shut up.

He continued: "Creating life is a dead end, but by the time I realized it was too late, there was no second human civilization for me to harvest again, and there was no second black box for me to fill, so I fell into In this ultimate problem, at that time, I could only count on two people, Zhuangzi and Lin Senhao."

Du Xinyuan still did not speak.

"Zhuangzi once guided me all the way to the present. I searched for his trace in all the places he could be, but to no avail. The butterfly I saw last time on Zhu Liuli was the last message He left me, but I I don't know what Zhu Liuli can bring me.

Maybe Zhuangzi also miscalculated. After all, when the black box collection rate reaches 100%, at 10000f, any **** or demon will be suppressed and mysterious, leaving only the rank, so I can understand Zhuangzi's powerlessness.

Therefore, increasing the collection degree of human civilization and creating life by achieving greatness will not work. "

Du Xinyuan cast a glance at Gao Fan at this time, as if asking a question, did you fail?

"It was a year ago, and I knew that I could only count on Lin Senhao, but the interesting thing is that I tried every means and couldn't find Lin Senhao's soul.

Lin Senhao died normally as a human. He should have a soul, unless some demon has taken his soul in advance, but he didn't. I have searched all the traces left by demons in human civilization, and there is no one. Touched the soul of my old friend.

So I thought, could this be the result of 'fading', so I thought, what exactly is 'fading'? If it's like the bad medicine told me, the mystery stripped from a person is conscious, and it is the only bottom-level rule of the world that can be dominated by human beings...

Then, it is like a dragonfly, passing through the lake of life, its tail touching the water, and the circle of ripples left, although faint, it is very real, especially real, and it is the reality in the creator system... …”

"Not like me, false and ugly?" Du Xinyuan said, this is the evaluation of the Lord of Lalaiye on her.

"Your appearance is not fake, but the way I create things is ugly." Gao Fan said.

Ha~ Du Xinyuan glanced at Gao Fan again, her eyes were as sharp as a blade.

"This look really looks like her~" Gao Fan was so excited that he even coughed, coughing violently, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs. Du Xinyuan ignored him at first, but finally threw a bottle of water over.

Gao Fan took a few sips of water, half of it, and half of it. He was very weak like a dying patient.

Just think he's a lunatic... Du Xinyuan said in her heart, but an inexplicable voice told her that what Gao Fan said was true.

"This is the role of the Law of Chaos, that is, the Law of Stranding. Everything is the entanglement of fate. The Creator stipulates the position of every particle in the air in every second. This kind of regulation is not a 'foreknowledge' ', but 'destined', so there is no upper limit on the fault tolerance rate~www.wuxiax.com~ It can tolerate demons tossing a civilization into chaos..." Gao Fan sighed.

"All demons are chess pieces on the Creator's chessboard, actors on the stage, responsible for performing wonderful plays for our 'father' to see, you know? This dream is going on in different dimensions and time nodes, so Gao Zhengdao didn't lie to me, the ultimate goal of every demon is 'transcendence'.

beyond this dream.

Awaken the Creator.

End everything.

Or turn everything on. "

Gao Fan's weak voice, accompanied by the dark journey, stimulated Du Xinyuan's nerves. She wanted to hit the car into the guardrail several times, but it was like the imaginary of jumping from a high building when she was looking down. It was all imagination, and in the end, she drove the car safely to Provence.

At this time, the sky was bright.

Lu Xinyuan saw a miracle.