Feng Xun had just finished treating Lu Li's injuries, and when he saw Cen Duxiao coming in, he was stunned for a moment, and then his fingers were clenched into fists, trying his best to resist the urge to do it again.

Before Feng Xun approached Cen Duxiao, he heard an unusually deliberate cough from the rest of the hall, Feng Xun's face was cold, and he sneered: "Take care of your injuries, don't worry about others! People won't think of you at all!"

Feng Xun's voice was sharp and clear, and it sounded weird, since Cen Duxiao first met him, he basically spoke in a weird way, this sentence was ostensibly for Lu Li, but in fact he was mocking her.

She didn't want to refute, let alone clash with him, Lu Li stopped them from fighting at the cost of serious injuries, and she didn't want to live up to Lu Li's intentions.

No matter how much Feng Xun hates her, at least she has no second heart for Fusang, and now, how to save Fusang is the main goal, and she doesn't need to worry too much about Feng Xun.

Feng Xun passed by her side and said to this person who he had hated for Fusang for two lifetimes: "His Royal Highness the Hades King is broad-minded and allows you to see him, I don't agree, you can only look at him through the screen, he is now the critical time to merge with another divine tree, you are not allowed to touch him!"

"Another Divine Tree?"

There are two sacred trees, but only one of the gods of Fuso has successfully appeared, and the other sacred tree has not given birth to tree spirits for many years.

For thousands of years, the two sacred trees have supported each other and grown entangled, but only one of them is full of spiritual energy.

Cen Duxiao suddenly said, "Yes, he can rely on another divine tree to survive." ”

How could she not have thought of it!

However, each plant has its own specific spirituality, if another sacred tree really gives birth to a tree spirit and survives on Fuso's body, is Fuso still Fuso?

Will he change?

After a short period of euphoria, only worry remained, and she turned to him and asked him, regardless of Feng Xun's deep hostility towards her, "If he really becomes another divine tree, then won't he become another Fuso?" ”

The Fusang, who always loses in chess, loves to regret chess with confidence, and still doesn't admit that his chess skills are poor.

The Fusang, who was insincere, said cruelly that he was selfish and unwilling to save people, but arranged everything behind his back.

That would rather the people of the world bear him, and he will never bear the Fusang of the people of the world.

The Fuso who always says the most serious words in the most playful tone.

The Fusang who knew that he was not drunk with a thousand cups, but always went to Pingjiang City to buy peach blossom stuffed in an instant.

The fuso, who is very shallow and likes to take a nap on her shoulder.

The Fusang who loves to sulk but has soft ears, as long as she says a few more nice coaxes, she can be happy.

The Fusang who was haunted by her nightmares and learned to make dried fish for her.

She trembled, her whole body trembled, and she didn't dare to think about it.

She would lose him again.

Will he still be him?

Feng Xun didn't squint, snorted coldly, and asked, "Then let me ask you, do you have any better way?"

"You let me see him, I'll see if I can sense his mental power, I can. ”

Cen Duxiao didn't know where the void was, according to Yuen Long, the void was separated by the sky, and on the other side of the sky, she didn't know if it was true.

More than five hundred years ago, she cut down the Divine Tree, and a black hole appeared in the sky, shining with starlight, very similar to the place where the Heavenly Dao punished her for trapping her.

She guessed that it was most likely the Void.

It's just that I have to cut down the Divine Tree again to reach the Void? Will this release more Demon God power again?

She couldn't do this rashly, she could only use the Divine Technique to enter Fusang's mind and look for it first.

Feng Xun suddenly laughed, laughing with tears in his eyes, he looked at the root of the Shenmu tree, and said, "The Shenmu twins were planted by Nuwa with one seed, and the two Shenmu trees are his, how could he not be him?"

He obviously has the same concerns as Cen Duxiao, but he doesn't want to face it, he is obsessed with resurrecting Fusang, he can't care so much, even if it is not necessarily him who comes back, it is better than him sleeping forever.

Is there any other way to wake Fuso up? so that he can call him "Fengxun" in peace?

Fusang's spiritual power collapsed, and everyone decided that Fusang couldn't be saved, what else could he do?

Possible...... There may be a high chance that he is the one who comes back from another sacred tree?

It's better than nothing!

He laughs at himself, and he is used to soothing himself.

"But ......"

Without waiting for Cen Duxiao to continue, anger rose from his heart, as if he was afraid of being shattered, he interrupted sharply: "Cen Duxiao, are you worried that he won't love you when he comes back to life, right?"

Cen Duxiao immediately denied: "I'm not ......" After speaking, she was also asking herself this question.

Really, isn't it?

The sword spirit came out, and she looked exactly the same as Fuso, and even had some of Fusang's memories, but it wasn't Fusang, who loved her, she seemed to have experienced a gain and loss, and she was almost about to collapse.

Is she reluctant to love her Fusang, or is Fusang the person?

Feng Xun glared at her with a pair of cold, frozen eyes, and his scalp tingled with years of accumulated hatred and pain.

His pupils constricted, and his words were condensed.

"Five hundred and twenty years, two lives and two lives, you enjoy his love, his care, his protection, he gave you all he has, you are at ease, you are accustomed to it, and now that he is gone, you suddenly find that you are not used to him not revolving around you, not living for you, right?"

Cen Duxiao shook her head, she was really not used to it, but it was a missing, a heartbroken thought!

Feng Xun hooked his lips disdainfully, "You're afraid that if he comes back, no one will treat you well, right?"

Fuso's gentleness and thoughtfulness is something he can't get, and Fuso's love, he will never get it.

Only the girl in front of her got it, but she never knew how to cherish it!

Fuso, his god whom he regarded as a treasure, was injured by her and lost his life!

He is a bystander of the love between Fusang and Cen Duxiao, he thinks he can see it more thoroughly than anyone else, he sneered and made a conclusion to Cen Duxiao: "You just love someone who can give everything for you, is the person you love really him?"

Cen Duxiao's heart throbbed for a while, and she immediately affirmed: "Of course I love him! Whether he loves me or not, I love him!"

A cold smile appeared on Feng Xun's face: "Okay, then let me ask you, what is Yi Shugui? Yi Shugui lost his parents and Huashan, he has nothing, he only has you, what are you going to do when Fusang comes back?"

There was a muffled sound in Cen Duxiao's head, she hadn't thought about the question that Feng Xun said.

Yi Shugui is missing, she didn't go to find Yi Shugui, she is focused on Fusang, is it dangerous for Yi Shugui to become a puppet manipulated by others?

He had to kill the person who controlled Yi Shugui to regain his senses, but she had no idea who was controlling him.

Feng Xun saw that she was silent, and the anger in his chest burned even more, "You and Yi Shugui have already visited the hall and entered the cave room, you are Yi Shugui's wife, do you want to hurt Fusang's heart again?!"