Wangshu was pierced by black gas, and the punctured place shone with golden light, like a broken glassware, and the residue showed a broken light against the sun.

Wangshu was bloodless and painless, and he only felt sleepy and weak when he was injured, as if he was being pulled out of his breath little by little.

Is it painful?

Looking at Cen Duxiao's uncontrollable and crazy appearance, Wangshu was a little helpless and pathetic.

Wangshu was very scared, afraid that Cen Duxiao would no longer be a sloppy and crying little crying bag, what if she really became a demon god who destroyed the world?

Then she wouldn't be her.

Wangshu already had his own thoughts before he was formed, and Cen Duxiao and Songhe Daochang were the masters he was most impressed with.

Compared with Songhe Daochang, he prefers Cen Duxiao, who always has his own set of rules of conduct.

The world generally believes that the sword cultivation of the gold system has an innate advantage, and there is no need to let the sword recognize the master when using the sword.

Not really.

It's just a matter of whether the sword is willing to admit it, each sword has its own temperament, Wangshu never did anything for him when he belonged to the Songhe Daoist, and it all relied on the Songhe Daoist's own high talent to drive him.

Songhe Dao grew into a heavenly mouth and said that he was chivalrous and righteous to help the strong, and he was indeed righteous to the human race of the same race, but as long as he encountered a demon, whether it was good or evil, he would immediately kill the killer without leaving any room for it, and the demons who died under Wangshu were not thousands but hundreds.

And Cen Duxiao has never been the kind of person who excludes dissidents under the banner of eliminating demons and defending the way, and she is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person who kills indiscriminately.

She was kind and righteous, and he remembered that on the day he first met her, Yi Han used more than half of his internal breath to throw the sword out of the door in order to test whether she could use the gold system spell, and she would actually take the sword with her bare hands for the safety of a wild cat.

Wangshu didn't want to interfere with his master's sword before, but now in Cen Duxiao's hands, he didn't want to see Cen Duxiao become fierce and brutal.

Wangshu didn't understand what kind of mood this was, as if Cen Duxiao was his own person, he wanted to take care of her, and he was not familiar with Songhe Dao, so he could do whatever he liked.

Wangshu didn't know if she was affected by Fusang's memories again, so she couldn't help but say to her in Fusang's tone: "Ayan, don't ...... Don't lose your ...... Yourself. ”

The black qi pierced countless small holes in Wangshu's body like a sharp blade, and he frowned and spoke with great difficulty, and his eyes were a little moist.

Cen Duxiao looked at his warm eyes and couldn't help but fall into the quagmire of hesitation.

Is he Fuso?

No, he's not Fusang! He must be a pawn sent by Heaven to suppress her!

Fuso is dead, the body is gone, there is nothing, she is nothing

Fusang can't be resurrected! She inadvertently harmed Fuso again!

Let's die, everyone dies together, when she destroys this world, she will choose to cut herself off, and her life should have been returned to Fusang a long time ago.

After living for a few lifetimes, she will never be consummated, she only hates the injustice of heaven, and compassionate gods like Houtu and Fusang will not die well, then all the creatures in this world are not worthy of living!

"Don't call me Ah Yan!" Cen Duxiao snorted violently and slapped his palm on Wangshu's chest, "Do you know what your name is?"

Wangshu was ejected by a force and hit the screen, which instantly split apart and scattered into ashes, and he fell to the ground hard.

Cen Duxiao smiled lowly, and mocked him to the fullest: "Dong Shi Xiaofeng, Heavenly Dao actually sent you to play this kind of trick of Dong Shi Xiaofeng!"

Wangshu was suddenly stunned, and her words reached his ears, as if forming a thousand heavy stones and blocking his chest.

He doesn't have a heart, why is he so uncomfortable? He wants to say no, I don't want to learn from him, but will you listen to what I say? You are the master I recognize, I just don't want you to lose yourself!

Cen Duxiao suppressed the strange evil smile, and muttered aggrievedly like the little woman who broke down and cried before: "With the ability of the Heavenly Dao, why don't you just return Fusang to me? Maybe I will spare this world once in the face of Fusang." ”

"To put it bluntly, he never looked down on me, he never believed that I wouldn't do evil, I was forced. I was born with power, what is wrong with me? For thousands of years, he has never punished the truly sinful God, but he has been chasing after me, why on earth?"

She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and was about to kick the door out, Wangshu blocked the door, blocking the door with her body, "You calm down...... Go out again. ”

"Do you really think that I won't kill you, or do you think that you are the Heavenly Sword and have the incorruptible body of King Kong?"

Cen Duxiao tightened his fists, and the black qi that spread all over Wangshu's body immediately turned into a poisonous spider and climbed up to Wangshu's neck like a minion.

Wangshu looked in pain, those two thin lips opened slightly and gasped for breath, as if he was being choked by his throat and couldn't breathe, if he was an ordinary human, he would have burst into a pool of blood.

The power of the demon god is really the power against the sky!

Fortunately, it was him, not someone else, once she killed someone, with her resentment, she couldn't stop!

Cen Duxiao squinted at him, thinking that she had been in her hands almost day and night since she got Wangshu, but she still couldn't tame him.

Wangshu always has a strength to oppose her, from her breaking into the South Pagoda of Hengshan Mountain and being obstructed by Wangshu, to losing her sword in the Qingchen Palace but not being recalled, and Yi Shugui can also exert Wangshu's power with Wangshu, and even killed Fusang with Wangshu's own hands!

She should have found out a long time ago that this sword did not belong to her. He's like a white-eyed wolf that can't be raised!

However, looking at this face, she really couldn't do it.

She threw the dull scrap metal in her hand at Wangshu's feet, and said coldly: "Either stay and fight side by side with me, or roll with your true body, as far as you want!"

Wangshu felt that his body was about to be dismembered alive, as if a hurricane was blowing head-on, and the resistance under his feet was so great that he couldn't take a step, he stretched out his hand to her: "I...... If I don't go, I don't want to leave you, I'll always ...... I'll be with you ......."

Cen Duxiao's pupils suddenly constricted, and her tense face flashed with pain and struggle.

How can it be forever? Which one of the people who is with her will have a good end?

She didn't dare to reach Shu's hand, the black qi formed a defensive umbrella around her body, pushing his hand away, he didn't give up, rushed up and hugged her with all his might.

The wounds on Wangshu's body shone with golden light, one by one, like the dawn illuminating the dark room.

He hugged her tightly, his throat seemed to be pierced as well, his voice was hoarse as if it was leaking, and he whispered, "I...... It's all for you to hug, don't ...... Don't be angry...... Okay, it's not that I won't let you take revenge, you want to take revenge, and you have to wait for you to control it...... His own strength to take revenge...... Don't hurt innocent ......"

Cen Duxiao touched the hole on his back with her hand in a daze, the blood in her eyes slowly faded, and she was puzzled: "Won't you be in pain?"

Why are you so stupid? As stupid as Fuso!

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Lu Li looked at the house in disruption in shock, as if thousands of troops had fought here, and he looked at the two people who were holding intimately.

"Xiaoxiao! you ......"