Hate!

When she remembered all these pasts, her heart was full of hatred.

She hates Dijun, hates greedy people and demons, and hates heaven even more.

Ridiculous, what kind of heavenly way! Letting an evil god like Dijun go untreated has allowed him to get away with it for thousands of years.

He sat firmly in the position of the Emperor of Heaven, and he picked himself up, all the credit and glory were his, and the death of Houtu did not arouse the suspicion of any god!

The self-righteous Heavenly Dao, thinking that letting her go to the future can eliminate her hatred?

Heaven is unfair, she will never stop there!

However, her strength has given Feng Yizhi, with her current ability, she can't compete with the sky at all, how to get justice.

He will be wiped out if he takes back the power of the wind, what should she do?

"Nightmare?"

Memories churned, her consciousness gradually returned, and she heard someone talking, while gently covering her eyebrows with her fingers, smoothing her slightly frowning eyebrows.

"Her seal has been broken, and it's time to wake up. A female voice sounded, not her familiar voice.

She raised her eyes, and the first thing she saw was Lu Li.

He wore his long hair tied up, a delicate crown of black jade, and an inky satin robe with silver openwork hibiscus trimming, reflecting the faint light that penetrated into the room, which at first glance looked like an ink painting.

This painting made her eyes shine, but she was a little lost, she thought that it was Feng Yizhi who saved her in the desert, so he didn't hear her confession, will he have a chance to hear it in the future?

He was so resolute and left no room for anything, he hated her to death.

Why can't she say love in front of him, as if she is restrained, she can't speak.

Lu Li nervously retracted his hand and said excitedly, "Are you awake?"

Cen Duxiao said a sentence almost at the same time as him: "Why are you?"

Lu Li's heart, his blazing heart was cold to freezing. After not seeing him for a few months, she didn't worry about his safety, nor did she look for him, and now she saw that he was not only not happy but a little disappointed.

She didn't hide the disappointment in her face, she didn't care about his feelings at all.

That day, when the sky broke, he fell into the sky to help her and disappeared for months, but if she asked more, he would be happier.

He only felt that he was too naïve, and he had naively thought that after they had been separated for a while, she would not be used to not having him by his side.

After only a moment of distraction, Lu Li adjusted back to a heartless state, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, who do you think it is?"

Cen Duxiao sat up with her support, she herself felt that her reaction just now was a little unconscionable, several times she fainted, it was Lu Li who was by her side, in fact, it was not strange to see him.

"Nope. She dodged her gaze and subconsciously denied it, and she saw a woman beside Lu Li.

The eyebrows of the woman and Lu Li are quite similar, but they look more heroic than Lu Li, under the sharp sword eyebrows, the color of the eyes is brownish-gray, revealing a murderous aura, as if it can penetrate everything, the bridge of the nose is straight, the thin lips are pursed, and she is looking at her suspiciously.

The woman asked, "Do you remember it all?"

"Who is this?" Cen Duxiao looked at her, and then at Lu Li.

Lu Li's expression was a little uncomfortable, and he said lightly: "She is my mother, the current god of fire." ”

"Oh. Cen Duxiao was slightly stunned, and then let out a surprised "Huh?" In her memory, the god of fire Zhu Rong had already fallen, and now there was a new god of fire in the heavenly realm?

"It seems that your memory is still broken. Tinghe sighed, covered his hand, and put away a dark brown wooden box in his hand.

When she put it away, a pale blue light came through the cracks in the box, and a trace of water vapor bubbled out.

Cen Duxiao was full of questions, memory? Could it be that she was talking about endless memories?

The boundless past has been wiped clean by the way of heaven, will there be a god who remembers her?

Lu Li's expression was strange, he was happy to talk to Cen Duxiao, but after listening to He's mouth, he was silent.

"Let's talk, I'll go prepare dinner. Lu Li got up, and Cen Duxiao noticed that his neck was covered with a white oval shell-like thing.

Is it that the injury on his reverse scale is serious again? She was just about to ask, but Lu Li had already walked out in an instant.

"You come with me. Tinghe led her out of the house, and what greeted her was an empty land without the sun but shining brightly.

Brilliant and ever-changing, beautiful bands of light glide overhead, fluttering lightly and flickering in red, blue, green, and purple.

After the light dissipates, the sky is endless, there is not a single cloud, all eyes are white, empty white, after looking at it for a long time, you will be dazzled, and there will be black and white spots in front of you.

She'd been to this place, to be precise, she knew it in her endless memories.

She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, Tinghe stopped, and she asked, "This is the Holy Realm?"

Tinghe looked back at her, "Yes, it seems that the breath here will be useful for you to recover your memory." ”

"Why did you bring me here?" it seems that the god of fire knows who she is.

"Wuya, do you want to resurrect the earth?" he said, pointing to the place where he was standing, "The seed of the sweet wood has been born, and the resurrection of the earth is just around the corner." ”

Cen Duxiao now has boundless memories, and what she thinks will indeed be affected by boundless, but the feeling is too strange, as if someone has deliberately implanted another person's memories in her head.

She has a very different idea from Wuya, and although she is sometimes paranoid, she is not as extreme as Wuya wants to destroy the world.

Even though the people she cherished in this world left her one by one, she still did not despair of this world.

The endless memories made her angry, and the two memories existed at the same time, like a fine separation, and the funny thing was that the memories that belonged to Cen Duxiao or Wuya were incomplete.

She told the truth: "I'm a bit of a mess. ”

Tinghe frowned, and raised his voice: "Houtu is kind to you, he was persecuted to death by Emperor Jun, you don't want to avenge him?"

She wondered why Tinghe's reaction was so big, "What is the relationship between you and Houtu?"

Tinghe realized that he was a little anxious, and his persuasion might be counterproductive, so he softened his tone and explained: "Emperor Jun designed to frame my grandfather for the throne of Emperor Tian, you should hate Emperor Jun as much as I do." ”

Cen Duxiao understood that Zhu Rong was once a mortal enemy with Di Jun, and his descendants had been lying on their backs for so many years, so they were waiting for her?

Listening to Horde's pause, he continued: "Only when Houtu is resurrected, can the true face of Emperor Jun be revealed, and our purpose should be the same." ”

"How do you know that I am Wuya?" Cen Duxiao couldn't accept the fact that he was Wuya for the time being.

It's like a dream, originally she thought she was Cen Duxiao, an ordinary mortal, but Lechuan told her that she was Zhang Yan, she didn't belong to this world, she finally accepted that she was a traverser, but what I didn't expect was even more unbelievable that she was boundless?

Listening to He, he said: "Apart from you in this world, who else can have the ability to make up for the sky out of thin air?"