Cen Duxiao remembered that the way of heaven in the boundless painting was Fusang.

Fuso is the way of heaven......

Cen Duxiao had mixed feelings in her heart, her mind was buzzing, and she couldn't hear the outside world for a long time.

yes, how did she just find out!

Fuso's wounding will be counterattacked, because he is the heavens, and he cannot create evil.

When he came into the world, auspicious clouds fell from the sky, not auspicious golden light, but because his true body was the sky, and the golden light was the auspicious clouds in the sky.

He was killed by the Ten Thousand Desolation God Array in the void, but his spiritual power did not collapse, and he could repair the broken soul, because he was the sky, he had such a powerful power.

Why did the Heavenly Dao fall into the mortal dust and appear from the Divine Tree?

She was puzzled.

Wangshu stopped her from killing people three and five times, he was born because of Fusang, and he was really sent by Heaven!

"You are the way of heaven, you have been lying to me?"

If Wangshu followed the orders of Heaven to stay by her side, wouldn't the relationship over the past few days be a deception?

He learned Fusang's tone and demeanor, and comforted her when she was about to lose control, all in order to stabilize her?

Wangshu was shocked, and he turned his head to meet her gaze, her eyes like black gems seemed to have seen everything.

Such a strange look, in the past, she looked at him with a look full of tenderness and sweetness, but now she has hatred, deceived and hatred for thousands of years of hatred for the Heavenly Dao.

Disappointment, resentment......

She knows it all?

Know that he is not Fuso, Fuso is gone?

Is the stolen happiness coming to an end so soon?

Wangshu had a terrible headache, and in his mind there was a war between heaven and man, on the one hand, he refused to admit that he would continue to deceive, and on the other hand, he confessed the truth and let her choose for herself.

Whether she left or hated him, he deserved it, and his motives were impure from the beginning when he planned to stay by her side instead of Fuso.

He can't just give up, maybe he can tell her that he is Fuso, and he was born because of Fusang.

For her, no matter how painful his heart is, he can put down his self-esteem and become the Fusang she loves.

However, Fusang is the way of heaven, and she hates the way of heaven.

She will add her hatred for Heavenly Dao to him.

He was stunned for a moment, his face dazed, like a homeless child.

"I'm not...... I'm just looking at Shu. ”

"I ...... I'm sorry...... I don't want to lie to you, it's that I'm being so selfish. ”

Cen Duxiao closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyebrows furrowed.

"Wangshu, Fusang, Tiandao ......"

She muttered lowly, she couldn't figure out if she loved or hated the man in front of her more at the moment.

Fate played a big joke on her again.

She looked up at the pale sky, and it was really a joke that the sky was playing on her......

For thousands of years, she has experienced setbacks and nine deaths, and the Heavenly Dao she hated for several lifetimes was actually the person she loved the most.

This is what the Heavenly Dao calls degree.

The way of heaven succeeded, and she did let go of her hatred again and again because of Fusang and gave up the idea of destroying the world.

Fusang is a fresh breeze and a spring rain, and he can always inadvertently calm her resentment and anger.

If you can't kill her, you will use love to influence her.

The means of the Heavenly Dao are one set after another.

Therefore, what Fusang paid for her was just a play that even he himself believed in to normalize her.

She actually had some expectations, Fusang loved her so deeply, how could those eyes, words, and actions be fake?

Tiandao is heartless and ruthless, how can he act so really?

Did you really do the fake show?

Tears were rolling in Wangshu's eyes, he mustered up his courage, and his fingertips slid across her face, "I'm sorry, I swear that I will never lie to you again in the future, Fusang is the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, but he is sincere to you, and he returned to the Heavenly Dao to prevent the Heavenly Dao from being unfavorable to you." ”

"What about you, why did you stay?"

Cen Duxiao lifted the eyelash curtain, and her moist eyes were covered with thick shade, as if there was some kind of luster flickering.

The idea of destroying the world and revenge rolled in her heart and struggled repeatedly, and it was the best time for the power of the demon god to take advantage of the void.

A strange voice sounded in her ears again, and she followed it one by one:

"He was afraid that I would subvert the world, and in order to protect the world, he didn't want to stay, so he sent you, a sword spirit similar to him, to stay by my side to restrain me?"

"He's really thoughtful, and he's right, he's always been thoughtful and thoughtful. ”

All the affection and care are just a plan to solve the crisis in the world!

So he asked Yi Han to tell her that she was just a catastrophe for him.

Wangshu saw that she was in a strange state, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab her shoulder.

"That's not the case! Fusang doesn't know that he is the way of heaven, I stay because I like you, I don't want to leave you, even if heaven and earth are the same, I want to be with you. ”

Cen Duxiao lifted his hand, her face was full of disbelief, and she was a little frustrated: "Like me?

It has always been her unrequited love, and for tens of thousands of years, Heavenly Dao has never been moved by her, and it is almost the same as having a murderous intention.

Wangshu's heart ached, but he didn't dare to hold her hand again.

He said with great firmness: "I like it, more than anyone else." ”

Cen Duxiao showed a sweet smile, but her tone was gloomy as if a storm was coming: "If I kill everyone, will you still like me?"

She glanced around at the monks who were stunned, and the black aura immediately overwhelmed her.

The layers of black gas were like a fierce beast with a bloody mouth devouring the dawn, and the scene suddenly fell into darkness.

Wangshu exclaimed: "Ah Yan, don't be bewitched by the power of the demon god, this is not your true idea!"

Wangshu tried to dispel the black qi, but his spiritual power was too weak compared to the power of the demon god.

Cen Duxiao laughed and said, "I am a demon god, I use my own strength, how can I be bewitched?"

The air around her spun at a rapid pace, rolling up dead leaves and flying sand, and Wangshu couldn't get close.

Everyone only felt a violent tearing sensation from head to toe, as if a force had penetrated into their internal organs, as if it was about to tear their bodies apart, and they could not move, nor could they resist.

Some of them had experienced the Battle of the Light Dust Sect, and they knew the power of the Demon God.

They couldn't open their mouths, they could only close their eyes in despair.

Wangshu stood in front of Cen Duxiao and said sharply: "If you kill everyone, you really won't be able to turn back!"

Cen Duxiao was like falling into a cold pool without a trace of light.

She once thought that Fusang was the person who loved her the most in the world, she was framed and lost everything, and anyone would betray her, at least Fusang wouldn't, at least she still had Fusang.

But now, what is left of her?

Foe!

There is only one enemy with bad intentions and the Heavenly Dao that stands behind them to support them!

She shook her head bitterly, "Why should I turn back? aren't you trying to kill me?"

She snapped one of her ribs and pulled out one of her ribs, and the power of the demon god screamed to stop it, but it couldn't reach the demon god's own thoughts.

She clutched the wound in pain, and the bloody ribs turned into a black sharp knife, and she resolutely handed the knife to Wangshu.

She said, "If you want my life, take it, why lie to me for years." ”