beautiful face, he still couldn't bear it, what he wanted was not only to be beautiful but also to be as gentle as water, captivating people's hearts. A year later, he once again re

ul image appeared in his mind, that statue looked at him very passio

clear, exuding tenderness, her face is as beautiful as a pink cloud, and her red lips are full of a charming smile but

the statue's hair very carefully so that each strand of her hair was of equal thickness and shine. He carefully designed the body of the statue, every curve perfectly represented by his ten fingers. He turned the white clouds into a long skirt fo

e of his great castles, and only Rey de Los Lobos knew about it. "Why don't you ask the spirit goddess

has ever done so." León de Fuego slashed his hand, no blood, no tears. In the end, he had to use magic to make the wound bleed and his eyes water a tear. He took blood and tears to make a heart and put it in the body of the statue. Unfortunately, he failed, she is still an earth statue, and her eyes are clear bu

ation, I have undergone great changes and have finally become a god. At that time, I thought I would have extraordinary power, not only having a life without anxiety and suffering but also being able to change the miserable fate of humanity. But after becoming a powerful god, I realized I was wrong... People's fates are decided by them, gods have no right to change, and the only thing I can do is within the scope of your permission. Is to rescue them, and help them eliminate the demons and evil in their sou

and to suffer before the two choices of love and filial piety, but because she wanted her husband to rest assured to take the exam, she told her mother-in-law so that she could be with her husband, in a few days when her husband took the exam, she would quietly leave. The girl's husband took the exam, and after leaving a will, she silently went to a deserted place and committed suicide. I wanted to save her, but she begged me to help her husband, let her husband pass the exam, realize his big dream, write his name in history, and live a happy life. That girl said

ry, León de Fuego's ey

time he asks himself, “What is happin

er this difficult question, so how

, León de Fuego just looked at her without saying anything, his eyes revealing a pain that he hadn't seen in thousands of years. Suddenly, one day,

he died, he learned that his only wish was to see his deceased wife again. If he is not happy in this life, is it his suffering to live so long? It's just a pity that you can't talk, if you can, can you tell me if

e he stayed in the human world was also long, but he spoke less and less. Love in the world makes him ver

ee men and women in the human world do the same, every time they

e: “I must descend into the human world. Was the last flower you gave me beautiful? How do you like it? You will be

real person, not an object transformed from a ghost. art. You have taken the soul of León de Fuego, if I let him be infatuated with you like that, one day he will go mad. The Thunder God Rey de Los Lobos lifted the statue high and then threw it down,

gone. Looking at the debris on the ground, warm water flowed from his eyes, it was his tears, one of his tears fell on the shard and disappeared immediately. The co

seen him smile again. Every day, in addition to descending the h

a sentence: "Even if you live to be a hundred years old, what does it mean to li

tatue. "Today is the Lord of the Gods' party. If we're late, he won't be happy." Thunder God Rey de Los Lobos patiently reminded. “Yeah.” León de Fuego remained motionless. The Thun

uego remained motionless. “At

a dragon-carved wine table, a table full of purple glasses of amber wine, a wine tray made of jade, filled with ripe peaches, L

ll forgot that in the human world, there was a fier

ee." Just as the Lord of God finished speaking, a beautiful goddess, with a soft white dress, stood by the lake in front of the palace. The music played

t beauty. She is not only beautiful but also gentle like water, that per

, the sound of the guitar sounded like the sounds of nature, echoing through the heave

ly available in heaven! It's been a long time since I haven't heard from you." Lord of Gods said surprised. “Lord of Gods, I am not good at d

ant call of León de Fuego forced Palomas Blancas to stop. "Do you have any work?" She coldly asked back. "How do you think?" "I only take orders to dance for the gods to enjoy, please don't be like that." Hearing this answer, he was a bit surprised. “You don't remember me? I am Leon de Fuego.” “I know, you are the Fire God L

ing to become a goddess. I don't know what you're talking about.” Then she turned to leave. León de Fuego once again gave chase, stood in front of her, and blocked

d took a step back, was he wron