Since the other party was so happy to report his name, Ge Qiu was not the kind of mother-in-law, and he also replied: "Ge Qiu! ”

"Oh? I remember you. The young man of the Centaur clan smiled faintly, and then his eyes became cold, "However, let me remind you that in this continent, our clan is just picking some fruits, and the cat-eared clan is not so simple." ”

Although the other party's tone was unpleasant, Ge Qiu's face did not change much, but there was a touch of coldness in his eyes.

"Oh yes, there seems to be a little genius on your continent, known as the Thousand Illusion Fairy." The young man of the Centaur clan changed his words, and glanced at Ge Qiu meaningfully.

As soon as he heard the "Thousand Illusion Fairy", Ge Qiu's face changed slightly, and he shouted in a low voice: "What do you mean?" ”

"It's not interesting, it's just a reminder." The Centaur youth smiled faintly, smiling a little strangely, "It seems that she seems to be very important to you." ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?"

"Do the math, it should be about the same, the trap of the cat-eared clan, hehe...... Let's go! The young man laughed a little gloatingly, waved his people, and entered the black palace.

Ge Qiu's brows furrowed, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart, could it be that the Cat-Eared Clan was going to do something to her?

Raising his head, he wanted to confirm and ask something, but the person had already walked away, and the black palace was also hidden in the sea of chaos, unable to find any traces.

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In an unknown town, the end of the palace walked aimlessly on the streets full of dead branches and leaves, and his eyes were a little confused.

I don't know why, but there has always been an inexplicable sadness in my heart recently.

In the past few months, he has traveled a lot of small towns, seen too many things, and received too many wandering spirits, and his cultivation has also been promoted to the peak of the late stage of Yudan.

She felt very complicated, and she didn't know if it was because of the emotions of those wandering spirits, or because of her own guilt, and her heart was very uncomfortable.

I feel like I'm a demon, deprived of everything I go.

In fact, this is really not governed by her consciousness, everything seems to be an instinct.

She had let it go, but she felt that something seemed wrong.

Perhaps, I just don't feel like a righteous path cultivator anymore.

It's getting more and more like those demon cultivators......

She was confused and didn't know what to do next.

"Little one, what are you confused about?" An old voice came to mind in the back of Gong Moyi's mind.

Gong Mo Yiyan's eyes froze when he heard this, shook his hands, and then let go again, his eyes returned to confusion, and he muttered in a low voice: "What am I?" Demon cultivation? Or cultivating immortals? ”

The white-robed old man did not answer, and fell into complete silence.

After a long time, the voice of the white-robed old man reappeared in Gong Moyi's mind: "How about cultivating demons?" What about cultivating immortals? ”

"Am I right? I always felt as if I was doing something wrong. Gong Moyi continued to murmur in a low voice.

"Right or wrong, I don't know if I am old, everything is chosen if I can choose, and what I can't choose is natural. Immortals are free, and Taoism is natural. The devil is free and unrestrained. Although the two are very different, one is good and one is evil, but what they pursue is nothing more than power. And you are caught in the middle, both immortal and demonic, everything is fundamental, and everything has a clear conscience. The white-robed old man said slowly, as if he was also thinking about this problem.

"Strength? Actually, I should have gone to the town of the living, but I stayed here. Gong Moyi stopped, lowered his head, and the confusion in his eyes was even more victorious.

"With strength, you can break all the shackles and control your own destiny, even if you go to the town of the living and meet those strange people, you may not be able to gain anything, and you may even lose your life. The people in these towns are slaughtered because they are too weak. What about crying, what about being unwilling, after all, it's because I'm too weak that I can't control my own destiny. Heaven is unfair, people are divided into three, six, nine and so on, rich and poor, able-bodied and disabled, so people will work so hard to gain strength in order to win their own inches. And you are just fighting for your power, and those wandering spirits, who regard you as their destination, are their choices, and they can't tell right from wrong. ”

"Am I really not wrong?" A little gleam appeared in Gong Moyi's eyes.

"I don't know, since they chose you, then you should be responsible for them, do you understand?" The white-robed old man said.

"I know, but I always feel like something is wrong. But now I understand what that strange feeling was all about. Gong Moyi's eyes completely regained their clarity.

"What is it?"

"It's the feeling of carrying something, but it feels too heavy, so it feels more and more wrong." Gong Moyi looked at his hands, "It's them who chose me and have high hopes for me, so I have to become stronger." ”

"If only you understood." The white-robed old man's voice returned to its usual sense.

"This breath ......" Suddenly, Gong Moyi's face showed a look of doubt.

"Not good!" The white-robed old man's voice was full of anxiety.

As a result, before Gong Moyi asked the white-robed old man why, and without waiting for the white-robed old man to appear, Gong Moyi felt a strong suction force and instantly sucked himself in.

Gong Moyi only felt as if he was completely out of control, and he sucked it directly into something!

Under such a huge suction, Gong Moyi's divine sense could not be derived at all, and she explored the surrounding situation, but she still tried her best to open her eyes, and found that everywhere she looked, there was a distorted multicolored light, this feeling she had experienced once before, and she didn't think about it for a while, but when she saw the five colors, she immediately thought of the Void Spirit Mirror.

The sharp pain on her body, like a knife scrape, also confirmed her suspicions.

"Hey!" A helpless sigh sounded in Bugong Moyi's mind, "Little guy, this time the old man really can't help you." ”

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Gong Moyi's mouth, but this distorted space scraped Gong Moyi's body so hard that her expression was completely uncontrollable, which looked extremely weird.

She tried to break free of the suction, but was so desperate that she found herself completely unable to move.

Suddenly, Gong Moyi only felt that the red light flashed in front of his eyes, and then his eyes went black, as if he had been swallowed by something.

At this moment, the unbearable power of spatial cutting subsided, but the remaining pain still made Gong Mo almost faint.

Everything just now happened so fast, so fast that it was only half a breath.

Although Gong Moyi felt that his whole body was in pain, he still opened his eyes, and this time they opened them easily, without any barrier.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on her back on the ground.

In the eye, there was nothingness above, nothing. (To be continued.) )