Cen Duxiao remembered that Mu Tong once said that she was really ruthless.

She thinks so herself.

So many people died in her hands, and Fusang was angry with her.

Just like when she misunderstood Fusang and threatened to kill Fusang to avenge her master, many people who hated the sect were just deeply deceived, and not everyone deserved to die.

She thought about it for a long time, what Fusang said was not unreasonable, she should have found the murderer and made the real murderer public.

But she couldn't stop it, and the pleasure brought by murderous revenge could calm all the resentment in her heart.

Rao has killed hundreds of people, but she doesn't feel the slightest guilt, and her heart is now so hard that she doesn't have any mercy.

Was she really seduced and controlled by the power of the demon god?

Only for Fusang, she will soften down, and she is afraid that the haze of his departure will linger for a long time.

"I killed everyone, it has nothing to do with you, you don't have to think about it, and you don't need to blame yourself. ”

"I promise you that I won't get out of control again, you can ignore me, okay?"

Fuso hadn't been out for days, and he hadn't spoken to her.

She knew him, and he wasn't angry with her, he was angry with himself.

He felt guilty that those people had died because of him.

She stood outside the door, calling out to him over and over again.

No response.

This is probably the biggest difference between him and her.

He will not lose his heart when he is betrayed by the whole world, and she is the opposite of him, and she can't stand the slightest setback when the power of the demon god returns.

He is high on the mountain, and he will never lose control.

She was ruthless, she was on the verge of losing control, and several times he had to struggle to pull it back.

Is he tired?

"Yizhi, don't ignore me, I know it's wrong. ”

She never thought she was at fault, but in front of Fusang, she was willing to lower her profile.

She almost lost Fuso several times, and the sacrifice of letting go of her self-esteem was nothing compared to losing him.

"Xiaoxiao ......"

A familiar voice came from the note in his sleeve, and now his voice was heard as if in a dream.

Cen Duxiao was taken aback, pulled out the transmission note and asked, "Are you ...... Where are you?"

The other end of the note said, "I'm outside the Yanggu Barrier, are you in Yanggu?"

Cen Duxiao quickly teleported to the outside of the barrier, she was probably a little forgetful of her friends, Yi Shugui was made into a puppet and was accused of stabbing Fusang with a sword that day, she had no reason to blame Yi Shugui herself, but she didn't think about finding Yi Shugui.

Later, when Fusang came back, she didn't think of Yi Shugui at all, maybe in her subconscious, Yi Shugui was dead.

She sincerely shed tears and grieved for Yi Shugui's death, everything was like a world away, to tell the truth without conscience, she seemed to be more accustomed to Yi Shugui's absence.

Her heart is too full now, she can only pretend to be Fusang, and she can't care about Yi Shugui's life or death.

She remembered that Yi Shugui was the head of the Songhe Road in his previous life, and the head of the Songhe Road saw that Fusang was partial to Mo Yan, so his faith collapsed and he went crazy and went crazy.

Yi Shugui was born with a wisp of her remnants, and later, she was adopted by Yi Han, and the two of them had no guesses, and her relationship with Yi Shugui became deeper and deeper.

It turns out that all seemingly coincidental and reasonable arrangements are the conspiracy of the Heavenly Dao!

Yi Shugui was a chess piece used by Heavenly Dao to suppress her demonic nature.

Since Yi Shugui was born, his fate has been arranged.

Cen Duxiao fully understood the specious words that Fusang and Jade Poria said.

The remarks she once scorned were actually true, and her fate had always been held in the hands of the Heavenly Dao.

From the past to the future, she thinks that man will conquer the sky, but she has never been able to get rid of the control of heaven.

Heaven can't let her go!

Yi Shugui once said: "Each of us is a pawn of fate, and until the last moment, we will not understand the intention of the person who plays chess." ”

What is the intention? Isn't it the intention of wanting her life!

Now that I think about it, from the previous life to this life, everything she has experienced, including possessing Mo Ran and cutting down the Divine Wood Seal, and then to the killing machine encountered in this life, step by step, step by step, it is all the routine of the Heavenly Dao, just to take her life!

Cen Duxiao looked at the boundless sky, remembering the long-winded and stammering incarnation of Heavenly Dao in his memory, he was dressed in white, and his body was somewhat similar to Fusang, both of them were slender and straight, and they were all the kind of heavenly posture that could be seen at a glance in the crowd.

But she never remembered the face of Heavenly Dao.

She really didn't understand, the way of heaven was so impermanent, on the one hand, he helped her erase the memories of her in the heavenly realm, and on the other hand, he was chasing after her relentlessly, always thinking about how to kill her.

Is it her essence or the heavenly essence?

What Yi Shugui owed Mo in his previous life has been paid off since his death, but he was made into a puppet and relived again, is this in the calculation of the Heavenly Dao?

Yi Shugui stood there, his paper-white face even more beautiful and delicate, the stubble growing on his lips had not been cleaned up, he should have come in the dust, and his gray clothes were slightly vicissitudes in the sun.

Cen Duxiao blinked a little embarrassed, she hadn't seen her for a long time, and she didn't know what to say in the face of this friend who had nothing to say since she was a child.

I don't know if Yi Shugui will blame himself for not going to him.

The two looked at each other, and both fell silent for a moment.

Yi Shugui's eyes were full of longing when he looked at her, but she was only at a loss.

Yi Shugui only felt that his throat was bitter, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of Coptis chinensis, and swallowed the words to his mouth.

Cen Duxiao opened his mouth and asked first: "Yes, that day in Huashan, you disappeared when I woke up, where have you been during this time?"

"I ...... Can't remember. Yi Shugui pressed his temples, and there was a dizziness in his skull, "I remember that I was dead, why am I still alive?"

Amnesia?

Manipulated memories erased?

Cen Duxiao asked again: "Then do you remember what happened after you came back to life?"

"I remember that we seemed to be married, and then ......" Yi Shugui thought back to the past as if he had been hit by a heavy object, and his brain ached, "I can't remember, where have my parents gone? Why has Huashan changed so much now?"

Yi Shugui went to Huashan once, and everyone saw him as if they had seen a ghost.

He also knew that he had come back from the dead, Yuen Long welcomed him back to Huashan on the surface, but he may not have been more vigilant in his heart, so he didn't stay in Huashan for a long time, he heard Wei Linyan say that Cen Duxiao was in Yanggu, so he rushed to Yanggu non-stop.

Belch...... I don't remember anything, but I remember that they got married......

My ex-husband came to the door, how can this be good?

Cen Duxiao had no choice but to avoid this topic and said, "Master, Master, Master, they have entered reincarnation, and they may be born as another person in more than ten years, don't be sad." ”

"Come in. Cen Duxiao guided him into the Yanggu Barrier.

She twisted her fingers, and a pale blue light appeared that enveloped the entire valley.

The two men disappeared into the light together.

Entering the Yanggu Yanyang Palace, Yi Shugui's face changed greatly, holding his head with both hands, the green tendons on the back of his hands were protruding, and he couldn't stand up straight with a headache.

"It's him, it's Feng Yizhi who killed my father and my mother!"