Qian Zhenyan's body shook violently, and her hands were clenched into fists! She killed Kurosawa! She actually killed Kurosawa!

Sure enough, she is not worthy of being a god at all, not worthy of being a god who created the world and created all beings!

But so what?

No one will be able to judge her, no one will be able to make her repent and make her pay!

The fists slowly loosened, and tears rolled down their faces.

Suddenly, Qian Zhenyan waved her sleeves to wipe away her tears, she slowly sat cross-legged on the Zhuxian Terrace, closed her eyes slightly, and her divine sense was connected with the Ming Xuan in the space of the Jade Tower.

Fortunately, the goddess Qianlan didn't take away her jade pagoda space, nor did she take away her storage ring and bracelet, maybe she didn't bother to do this?

Maybe she didn't think that these things would pose any threat to herself?

Qian Zhenyan can't control so much, even if it is a mantis arm as a car, she is not willing to sit still.

During the race war that day, she had pulled the dying Ming Xuan into the Jade Pagoda space, and handed it over to the Lihuo Er in the space to reflect the seven seven eight eight that Ming Xuan had recovered, which could add a touch of vitality to her lonely years.

"Master, she killed Kurosawa."

In the sky above the space of the Jade Pagoda, Qian Zhenyan's sad tone came, and Ming Xuan, who was sitting in front of the bamboo tower, slowly opened his eyes and nodded, "Zhenyan, I heard it just now." However, with the temper of the goddess, she disdains to kill a human who is as small as an ant, and I understand what she means, the dark swamp, she should have imprisoned your friend in a dark swamp, so that he would be as lonely and lonely as you, but unable to die. ”

Qian Zhenyan's heart moved, and she couldn't help but think back to the words and expressions of the goddess Qianlan, yes, with her temperament, how could she kill a mole ant at all?

Maybe as Master said, she just locked Kurosawa somewhere, and that's great.

Her sad mood eased slightly, and she sighed, "Master, you say, what else can we do to deal with her?" ”

Ming Xuan slowly got up, looked up at the starry night sky above the Divine Realm, and slowly spoke, "In my opinion, no one can deal with her except you!" ”

"Me?"

Qianzhen was surprised.

Ming Xuan nodded, "Yes, you are her doppelganger, without your fusion, she is no different from the god son and the god king who have lost a soul, as long as you maintain firm perseverance, she will be helpless against you." It is because of her arrogance, her conceit, that she disdains to force you to merge with her, and she is doomed to tragedy, that is, herself! ”

Qian Zhenyan fell into deep thought, Ming Xuan's words were like a bright light, instantly illuminating her dark front, she thought that she was hopeless in this life, and she would be imprisoned forever on Zhu Xiantai, waiting for the god son and the god king to be caught, and then destroyed by the goddess Qianlan one by one, but at this moment, Ming Xuan's words are not unreasonable, but what should she do?

In the cold Nuwa Temple not far away, sitting quietly on the futon, the corners of the lips of the goddess Qianlan, who resemble a sculpture of a jade girl, are slightly hooked, and her thick eyelashes tremble slightly on her closed eyes, like a pu fan.

Just as Qian Zhenyan thought, how could she not notice the breath of other creatures in the Jade Pagoda?

She just didn't bother to deal with it.

Perhaps, these endless lonely cold years have worn away her pride, her hope, her future!

Slowly opened her eyes, the bright but cold phoenix eyes fell on the huge statue of Nuwa on the god case, always high, although the holy Mother Goddess created her, but she did not understand what kind of lonely and lonely years she would endure, and these years are endless, unlike human beings who only have a short life, is this what she wants?

The hands that were folded on her legs tightened suddenly, and with a bang, the two candlesticks in the temple shattered to ashes, but they still could not extinguish the flame of anger in her heart.

She stood up and stood barefoot on the futon, her cold eyes met the lifelike eyes on the statue of Nuwa, her lips opened, and she murmured, "Qianzhenyan, will you disappoint me?" ”

………………………………………………………………………………………… The fairy world is still full of chaotic atmosphere.

With a bang, the figures of Feng Junwu and Leng Feiyan quickly crossed over from the mortal realm, but they each collapsed and fell to the ground.

Feng Junwu, who was sweating profusely, recalled the scene just now, and felt that the accelerated heartbeat had not subsided, and he couldn't help but secretly annoy his cowardice.

Once upon a time, he was still so high up that he did not give in to the goddess Qianlan, and he still had a place to live in the god realm.

But after a short journey to the world, how did he become vulnerable, and he had to run away when he saw her?

Frustrated, he frowned, lowered his head at the purple flame in his heart, remembered Xiao Mei's sacrifice, and secretly made up his mind in his heart, no matter who it was for, whether it was Zhenyan or Xiao Mei, it was for thousands of living beings in the Great Wilderness, or for himself to survive, even if he still had a breath, he would swear to fight with the goddess Qianlan to the end!

"Kurosawa, he may be more than lucky."

Coldly said, gloomily.

Feng Junwu didn't speak, just swiped his hand, collected the purple flame in his palm into his body, and then sat cross-legged and fell into deep cultivation.

Time is pressing, and the time that awaits them is only a hundred years, and in this hundred years, they cannot relax.

Seeing that he was always so calm and composed, Leng Feiyan was a little ashamed, he thought of Xiao Mei and Kurosawa's sacrifice, his heart was boiling, he suppressed all the anxiety before, and also sat cross-legged, concentrating on the unsealing of the seal in his body.

In the mortal realm, all the monks are still frantically looking for the god son Leng Fei and the god king Feng Wu, but not all of them are desperate for survival or the crash course promised by the goddess Qianlan.

In the Northern Wilderness Ice Field, there is still heavy snowfall, and the sky is low and gloomy.

Above the thick ice, several figures fell.

"Zhenshan, you are in a hurry to ask us to come, what is the matter to discuss?"

The eight Mahayana monks who landed almost at the same time asked Wu Zhenshan, who was burly and had a solemn face.

Wu Zhenshan raised his head in the gray sky, and deliberately chose such an occasion, which should be able to avoid the attention of the God Realm.

With a hard press of both hands, the ice under his feet suddenly collapsed violently, and the eight old friends on the opposite side were startled, but they did not resist.

With a plop, nine people fell into the extremely cold water at the same time, and each of them hurriedly propped up a light shield to resist the cold.

In the sea of knowledge of the eight people, Wu Zhenshan's voice sounded at the same time, "Guys, we are not children anymore, do we also have to believe the lies of the goddess Qianlan?" Do you really think that if we had helped her find the Son of God and the King of God, she would not have been reborn from the end of the world? No, she would, just a hundred years later. What is the fate of Sect Master Li of Xuantian Sect now, you have all witnessed it with your own eyes, even he has been treated like this, how much better can we be? Therefore, we can't survive for a hundred years, we must find a way to unite as one, find a way to save the catastrophe in a hundred years, and even unite the Son of God and the God King to come up with a way to fight against the Divine Maiden, only in this way can we really live and not be deceived by a hundred years of lies! ”

(To be continued.)

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