However, this piece of wood only chose not to kill Yi Shugui because he didn't want to see Cen Duxiao sad, not for the sake of the safety of the world.

There are two paths in front of Fusang, the survival of the world and Cen Duxiao's life, and the two must make a choice.

Even if Fusang didn't know that he was a Heavenly Dao clone at that time, in this life, he was a sacred tree carefully cultivated by Nuwa, and it was obvious which one to choose as a god with the world in mind.

As a result, Fusang actually incorporated the power of the demon god himself and wanted to die for Cen Duxiao!

He chooses both?!

Arrogant!

This greatly exceeded the expectations of the Heavenly Dao.

With Fusang to protect him, Cen Duxiao, who has Fusang's spiritual power, can no longer be helpless by using the gods, and the Heavenly Dao will transfer the target to the mortal world.

The way of heaven wants to make the whole human race and the demon race fear the demon god and join forces to crusade against the demon god. When Qionglin recovers his divine power, Fusang and Cen Duxiao can be enemies of each other, and Fusang should always be able to die.

Rao is Fusang, the fake demon god, was betrayed by the people of the world, and was completely injured by Cen Duxiao, and there was no real cannibalism between him and Cen Duxiao, he still didn't want to hurt Cen Duxiao in the slightest, and he had to protect her to death!

Later, this piece of wood sank deeper and deeper! On the contrary, he questioned the way of heaven even more!

What if Fusang is stronger than other clones and can manifest itself in the world!

Heavenly Dao's eyes became not at all like the ancestral gods who were beyond the world and the heavenly realm, and they were more fierce than the demon gods who would destroy the world as he said.

Wang Shu was stunned for a moment, looking at this face that was the same as himself, in the eyes of outsiders, his peerless face was also eerie and terrifying.

Whether it's the sky, God, or demons, no matter who it is, the face of falling into hell and haunted by evil thoughts is unbearable to look at.

Tiandao Sen said: "If the seedlings are crooked, they should be pulled out, right?"

Wangshu said that it was not good, and the way of heaven was murderous!

He can't tolerate walking in a different way, and he is so ruthless that he doesn't even let go of his own doppelganger!

Heavenly Dao and Di Jun are really similar, and Wang Shu finally understands the reason why Di Jun has been like a fish in water in the Heavenly Realm for many years.

It's not the emperor's expectation, but the means of heaven!

Wangshu wanted to escape, but the light in front of him gradually dimmed, and he got lost in the darkness and couldn't find the direction to get out.

He had to go out, Cen Duxiao was punished by heaven, she needed his care, and he couldn't abandon her.

There seemed to be no concept of time here, Wang Shu didn't know how long he had been walking, and under a black curtain, a crack appeared, and the crack seemed to be torn open, and the bright light on the other side passed through, and he didn't feel dazzling and uncomfortable.

A strong golden light guided him, and he walked uncontrollably towards the light, followed by a searing and tearing pain.

How could his body hurt?

His half of his faint divine sense couldn't resist the pressure of the Heavenly Dao, like water vapor was evaporating and dissipating little by little when it met a high temperature, and with his deep obsession with Cen Duxiao, it would not disperse too quickly.

He struggled to stay awake and struggled to speak in the midst of a difficult situation.

"Let me stay with her again, okay?"

Tiandao's figure became more and more blurred, his memory seemed to be drained by an irresistible force, and he couldn't remember what he said to Tiandao.

Heavenly Dao is determined to completely destroy him this time, and he will take away all the memories of Cen Duxiao in this wisp of divine consciousness!

"Don't!!"

Wangshu felt his memories pass through his mind, and he tried his best to grasp it, like a handful of sand, the tighter he grabbed it, the faster it leaked.

"When I say goodbye to her, I'll return to the Heavenly Dao, okay? Don't take away my memory, I don't want to forget her. ”

His voice was low, fragile as a withered leaf.

He wants to see her again, she is injured, he has to take care of her, he has to accompany her to repair the sacred tree, he and she have to go to Pingjiang City, they have an appointment.

He can't die, he can't forget, he can't leave her quietly anymore, how can she stand it!

Heavenly Dao suddenly stopped and looked at him very blankly.

He's begging?

The invincible Heavenly Dao Hongmeng, the Fusang Divine Venerable who doesn't even care about the laws of the Heavenly Dao, is begging for a woman?

Sure enough, only half of his consciousness was not clear!

Tiandao really didn't understand, "The pain in this memory is far greater than the joy, why are you so persistent?"

Tiandao didn't understand why he hesitated, he could feel Fusang's deep-rooted obsession with Cen Duxiao, and Wangshu seemed to be able to interfere with his decision-making.

Heavenly Dao was even more angry, but he couldn't do it in one go to disperse the half wisp of divine consciousness left by Fusang.

Crazy, Fusang is crazy, he's messing up himself, and he has to stop Fuso's emotions from affecting him!

Tiandao shattered the remnants of Wang Shu's body, only to hear Wang Shu say lightly: "You forget, you were as persistent as me, you are me." ”

Tiandao seemed to have been stepped on in the sore spot, his face changed suddenly, and he shouted angrily: "I'm not you! You're just my doppelganger! Don't try to replace me!"

"The other half of Fusang's divine consciousness has been forcibly taken away by you, right?" Wangshu suddenly calmed down, he looked at the way of heaven, looked in the mirror, and he comforted softly: "Don't resist, there is no shame in having love in your heart." ”

Heavenly Dao was furious: "Shut up!"

How dare Fusang! How dare he affect him! After so many calamities, he still heals his scars and forgets the pain!

Not only is half of the divine consciousness in Wangshu's body, but the other half can't be left!

Tiandao was so angry that he trembled, the white robe was fluttering, the clouds around him were stirring and changing like a pool of boiling water, and the bone-eating pain hit all over Wangshu's body.

"The more angry you get, the more you prove I'm right, doesn't it?"

Wangshu looked at him with a smile, as if he was looking at a clown who didn't want to admit his mistake.

But the person in front of him is also himself, similar to his other godhead, although they are separated, they are of the same origin, so the eyes he looked at Tiandao were not ridicule, but more of a sigh.

Man's biggest enemy is not others, but often himself, even the Heavenly Dao is no exception.

"Wangshu!

"Master!"

Wangshu heard two eager voices calling him, and he suddenly had a direction and flew out looking for the sound.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and it was her, as if there was nothing around, and he could only see her, her eyes full of anxiety, and she was putting her finger over his brow.

Cen Duxiao asked, "Have another nightmare?"

Wangshu smiled at her eatingly, as sweet as honey.

Cen Duxiao hasn't seen this face with Fusang smiling so happily for a long time, but Fusang always has a little loneliness in his eyes when he laughs in the past, who is this person in front of him who is smiling like a second fool?!

She was a little flustered, could it be that he wasn't Fusang?

She speculated that Wangshu was incomplete Fusang, and she was both happy and afraid that she had thought too much and her expectations would be disappointed.

Wangshu didn't speak, just looked at her steadily, as if he would never get tired of seeing enough.

Cen Duxiao was deeply confused: "You guy, you haven't been punished a few times, have you been beaten stupidly or slept stupidly?"