The power of the demon god disregarded the will of the demon god himself and healed the wound on its own, which Cen Duxiao did not expect.

A sudden thought flashed through her, a terrible thought.

Will one day she be completely reduced to a puppet of the power of the demon god?

Just like the nightmares she had countless times, the power of the demon god subverted the world, and she wanted to stop it but was powerless.

Her power is not entirely under her control, especially when her mood swings dramatically.

She lowered her head, and her voice was gloomy: "You are the Heavenly Sword, the Heavenly Sword of Evil, if one day I am completely lost, will you get rid of me for the sake of the common people in the world?"

Wangshu held her face, then pressed her head to his chest, he hugged her in his arms, and said softly but firmly, "No, I won't let this happen." ”

As soon as Wangshu's words fell, he seemed to hear someone say: "Your heart is too big, and you are too conceited." Don't you know how serious the consequences will be if you made the wrong choice last time?

Wangshu shook violently and looked around to see the source of the sound.

Is it the way of heaven?!

"You are the Heavenly Sword, only you can kill her, only you can remove the hidden danger of destroying the world, and she is also willing to die in your hands. ”

Wang Shu closed his eyes tightly and shook his head, trying to get rid of the voice in his head, he was just a sword spirit, Tiandao had already taken away half of Fusang's divine sense, wouldn't he still think about manipulating his consciousness!

Cen Duxiao raised her eyes and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Wangshu hugged her tighter, and the fear of losing her arose spontaneously, "The Shenmu has been repaired completely, we don't owe anything to this world, let's leave tomorrow, first go to Xixia to send your senior brother home, and then find a place with pleasant scenery, only the two of us, escape from the world, and cut off from the outside world from now on, okay?"

Wangshu looked at the light of the fire jumping on the candlestick, and in his eyes, it seemed as if a little flame would burn into a monstrous fire.

"There is also Mu Tong, bring her with you, it is always inconvenient for her to take a child alone as a woman, and Huashan has not been peaceful recently. ”

He said to himself, as if he had been thinking about it for a long time.

Shouldn't he have been thinking about this for the past few days when he hasn't been out......

Cen Duxiao leaned on his chest and wrapped her hands around his waist.

Seclusion is good, but don't be in such a hurry.

Since Fusang has made a request over and over again, she does not understand but fully respects it, and she will seriously consider it.

After the return of the power of the demon god, she was only one line away from doing no evil several times, and this line was always firmly held in Fusang's hands.

There are flowers, grass, and trees in the world, and the world is so beautiful.

Not all of them are as insidious and cunning as some immortal cultivators, treating aliens as jackals, tigers and leopards.

Not all demons are as brutal and unkind as Chi You and Han Zhu, and their lifelong goal is to slaughter the human race.

Not all gods are as narrow-minded as Emperor Jun, greedy for power, only caring about standing in the exclusive position of the Three Realms, and doing all the evil things behind their backs.

No matter how filthy the Immortal Gate is, isn't there a person as reasonable and upright as Li Xingye, the master of the Seven Stars Hall?

No matter how cruel and bloodthirsty the demon clan is, isn't there a demon like Wen Xuan who was framed by a traitor and imprisoned for 20 years and still has good thoughts?

No matter how ruthless the Protoss is, don't they have benevolent gods like Prince Hao and Fusang who are more heartless than heartless?

When it comes to calm-hearted things, Cen Duxiao can calmly face the people and things she loves, hates, and hates, and she shouldn't sin because of the fault of a certain type of creature.

Getting into a dead end and figuring it out is actually a thought.

"Well, I promise you, we will live in seclusion, to a place where no one can find us. ”

Cen Duxiao rubbed comfortably in his arms, and then seemed to remember something, and suddenly changed from a well-behaved and docile cat to a wolf with teeth and claws.

She sat up suddenly, and said coldly: "However, Guo Huaiming and Mo Ran I can't let go, first settle the two of them and then live in seclusion." ”

Cen Duxiao seemed to have a discussion with Wangshu, but Wangshu saw Sen Leng's murderous aura in her eyes.

His heart fell as if it was being tightened, and he asked, "Ah Yan, did you hear any strange noises again?"

Cen Duxiao was stunned, and her expression was confused for a moment.

She closed her eyes, her mind seemed to be a little confused, she casually returned to Wangshu's arms and lay down, her fingertips touched his seductive collarbone, her eyes lit up, and she said with a smile: "No, what's the strange noise? I can only hear the magnetic and pleasant voice of my family." ”

Usually, whether it is Fusang or Wangshu, when she hears such sweet words, the corners of her lips will rise and she smiles and says that her mouth is sweet.

Wangshu's face may have two more blushes than Fusang's.

At this moment, Wangshu was flustered and didn't have the heart to take her words.

Cen Duxiao pouted, not very satisfied with Wangshu's stunned reaction, but she just felt that the little milk dog's personality had improved.

It's dark, and the little wolf dog still hasn't appeared?

Won't it ever be there?

Ay...... She couldn't help but sigh.

What can I do?

......

Above the clouds.

The thick darkness in Tiandao's pitch-black pupils could not be removed, and he asked in a cold voice, "Is there enough trouble?"

Fusang was distracted for a long time, so much so that he didn't even notice when Tiandao was standing beside him.

He didn't want to pay attention to it, he just wanted to take a look at his Ah Yan through the eyes of Wangshu before his consciousness was completely swallowed by the Heavenly Dao.

But even if he doesn't speak, Tiandao can clearly know what he thinks, there is no difference between saying it and not saying it, and saying it can hide some true emotions.

He said, "I have done what you commanded me to kill Emperor Heliu, what do you want me to do?"

Heavenly Dao raised his hand and waved, scattering the scene in front of Fusang's eyes into the clouds.

Cen Duxiao's face turned into white smoke little by little, dissipating in front of Fusang.

Only white remains.

It was white and shiny, but in Fuso's view, it was endless darkness.

There is no source, no direction, no end.

As long as the sky does not fall and the earth does not fall, he will not die or die, he has a long life, and there will be no more colorful colors in his life.

Is it better to be robbed of your mind by the Heavenly Dao?

Fuso didn't react angrily, his eyes were vacant, and he was silent.

Heavenly Dao was far away from him, and said angrily: "I'm asking, why are you spreading rumors in the world?"

Fusang said lightly: "It's a fact, not a rumor. ”

Tiandao sneered: "Except for Wuya, Wangshu and the murderer, all the insiders are dead, do you think it is reasonable to spread your so-called true situation at this moment?"

Fusang didn't speak, but conveyed his thoughts to Tiandao: "Everyone is doing the Tao for Heaven, and mortals often say that people are doing it, and the sky is watching." Why can't I spread the truth and let people judge for themselves?"

The Heavenly Dao changed color, thunder and lightning erupted in the sky, Fusang was absorbed into the center of the whirlpool, and the golden thunder and lightning condensed and entangled him one by one.

Tian Dao said: "You want to replace me again? I wanted to leave your perception, it seems that I am too merciful!"

Fusang heard the voice of the Heavenly Dao drifting from a distance and drilling straight into his head, and the force made him slowly lose consciousness......