'Mo Jianjie' silently envelops the glass studio in it, isolating the sound from the outside world, and blocking the emergency situation in case anyone enters the studio.

Meng Yi frowned slightly, as he thought, Fusu would not tell others, but he would definitely inform him of this.

And at this time, since he already knew, then opening the enchantment at this time means that Fusu has other important things to discuss with him.

The level of understanding of each other really lives up to the thousand-year-old 'basic feelings'!

Yang Qiqi said one thing. Fusu pricked up his ears as he spoke, always paying attention to the movements of the people in Runlu, for fear of being listened to.

He lowered his voice, frowned, and continued, "Someone once broke into the Time Enchantment, and the originally unstable enchantment energy temporarily stopped the overflowing fluctuations. ”

Meng Yi nodded, looking at Fusu suspiciously. Previously, when Yang Qiqi said that someone had broken into the time barrier and caused the underworld guard to be robbed of spiritual power by the barrier, the three of them exchanged glances in a humble manner. But what Fusu said at this time was obviously not that case.

"At that time, I was quick to talk and asked if it was a full moon night. Speaking of this, Fusu's brows tightened a little, "But then I immediately thought that it wasn't Bai and Fei who entered the enchantment and stabilized the energy fluctuations. If it were him, Helan, who was also of the Heavenly Clan's bloodline, would not need you and me to save him. ”

Meng Yi nodded again. It is also the bloodline of the Heavenly Clan's mixed phantom spirit, if Bai and Fei can stabilize the chaotic energy fluctuations in the time enchantment, then Helan will definitely be able to do it.

This causal relationship was figured out, but he still didn't know why Fusu suddenly said this.

"Do you remember, before that, we also broke into the Chronological Barrier!"

Fusu said and looked at Meng Yi.

Meng Yi !!

He blinked, as if he understood but not figured it out.

"That time I was knocked back into the soul realm, it was Su'er who woke me up. Then, escaping through the gaps in space left by Sanxia's giant chain, we broke into the time barrier together.

If, Yang Seventeen said that the Guardian of the Underworld sensed that the intruder who stabilized the barrier was us, then does it mean that the person who could stabilize the energy of the Dead Realm was among us?!"

Meng Yi!!!!

Obviously, if that person was among them, it could only be Sanxia or Su'er.

Because after he and Fusu were to save Helan, when they entered the time enchantment, they were swept by the cold wind of Bingling and almost couldn't get out.

So, the answer is obvious.

"Su'er is a night wanderer, she has entered the realm of the dead twice through Sanxia's dream, and has been inexplicably involved in the psychic realm once, and each time she is in distress. That person couldn't have been her. So..."

So, it can only be Sangxia.

It's easy to tell, isn't it? Fools can judge by elimination.

But...

"However, the intruder that the Guardian of the Underworld may not have referred to us?!" Meng Yi shook his head in disbelief with wide eyes.

Fusu looked at Meng Yi with a stunned look in his eyes, of course he hoped not.

But a voice in his heart told him, yes.

Looking at Meng Yi quietly, he also hoped that Meng Yi could convince him. Convince himself that this conjecture is unreliable, just his crazy speculation.

However, the moment Meng Yi saw his eyes, he fell silent and stopped talking.

"Fusu," Meng Yi took a deep breath, "If, I mean if." What if we, Xiao Sangxia, really have the ability to stabilize the energy fluctuations of the Dead Realm?"

Fusu was stunned, and his heart turned a thousand times.

He only felt that it must not be what he thought, Sangxia had nothing to do with the world of the dead...

I haven't had time to think about it yet.

If it is true that Sang Xia really has the power to stabilize the enchantment, does that mean that she has the ability to save the world?

If the power of the barrier overflows, the catastrophe can be averted, and the catastrophe that destroys the world will not happen!

Why didn't he think about this crucial question first?

Because if Sang Xia is really the one who can pull out the chaotic ability of the dead world back to normal order.

Then, according to Yang XVII's logic, the disaster could indeed be avoided.

Of course, Fusu thought of this, but subconsciously, he determined that the causal relationship was not so simple and direct.

There is nothing in this heaven and earth that can be obtained without effort. If there is, it is also the predecessors who planted trees and the descendants who enjoyed the shade, got the opportunity or luckily came across.

Even ordinary food and corn need to be ploughed in spring and harvested in autumn, not to mention, it is a big thing that such gods may not be able to do before the catastrophe happens!

There must be a price.

There is no price, just by relying on Sang Xia to stop in the realm of the dead, the catastrophe of the destruction of the world can be resolved, this kind of myth is impossible to arrange, Fusu does not believe that there will really be in the world.

He was not a three-year-old child, not an ignorant man who was ignorant of the laws of the world.

So, when that voice happened in his heart, he expected that there would be a price to pay.

At what cost?

At the cost of extermination, the Celestial Clan has gained seven thousand years of stability, and what can only be done with the strength of the clan, what can Sangxia compare with?

The answer is obvious, none other than her Genshin Impact.

The problem is back to square one. When Fusu first heard Meng Yi talk about the Lord of the Five Directions, he unconsciously thought of the ability in Sang Xia's body that he couldn't perceive.

Subsequently, it was overthrown by Lan Piaopiao. Now, through Yang XVII's words again, the conjecture has been pulled back to this path.

Although, in all the sayings, what the Lord of the Five Directions Realm uses is also spiritual power, Fu Su knows very well in his heart that there must be an important link or clue that has been missed, so that everything is like being blocked by a mysterious fog, making him unable to see and guess.

Now the only way to let Sang Xia enter the realm of the dead once again can confirm the conjecture in his heart.

However, the people who can do this experiment for him, in addition to Sangxia, are also indispensable to the guardians of the dead realm.

Otherwise, how can we know if the energy of the enchantment has stabilized during the period when Sang Xia entered the realm of the dead.

So, at that point, there is no way back.

If his conjecture was wrong, and Sansha wasn't the key figure, then that's fine.

But if she was, then it would be impossible for the people of the dead to let her go.

This also means that once his conjecture is verified, then his Sangxia will never come back!

Again, it is impossible to return to him.

The best thing is that she has lived in the realm of the dead ever since, keeping her energy stable.

Worst...

Fusu held his breath, and after thinking about it for a long time, he let out a long knot in his chest.

I know in my heart that the best result is just a beautiful hypothesis that I don't want to see a bad result and comfort myself.

The catastrophe of the end of the world saved by the death of the Celestial Clan, how could it be that her little girl could be eliminated without much effort?

The whereabouts of the Five Directions Realm Lord of the Dead Realm are still unknown, and even Yang Qiqi, the head of the Yin Division, does not know his whereabouts or ending.

It is conceivable that whether it is the catastrophe of the present world or the great reshuffle of the dead world, no matter how simple the origin of the original god of Sang Xia is, no matter how magical the white mist on her body is, it is impossible to protect her from retreating with her whole body and no danger of her life.

Fusu shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the terrible, absurd, and unwilling conjectures in his mind.

However, no. He felt a slight dizziness, closed his eyes in the fog, and after calming down, he saw Meng Yi staring at him with puzzled eyes.

Then he told him what he was thinking and worried. Meng Yi shook his head and nodded again, the more he listened, the more panicked he became, and the more he listened, the more bitter his face became.

"Meng Yi, for some reason, I always have a hunch..."

Fusu was interrupted in the middle of speaking, Meng Yi stretched out a hand and kept shaking, "No, there must be only a coincidence."

It's just a coincidence that our little Sangxia has been taken captive into the realm of the dead.

There must be someone else, and it must not be our little Sangxia. ”

Why didn't Fusu think so.

"But she had to give it a try. If it was really her, maybe there was a possibility that this catastrophe could be resolved. ”

Meng Yi was so anxious that he grabbed Fusu's arm and shouted: "But you also said it, if it's really her, we, we may never see her again."

Maybe, maybe she'll just be gone. Fusu, how can you bear it?

Meng Yi roared that he also knew this, and it was imperative.

So, halfway through the roar, his voice was lowered, and finally fell silent.

How could Fusu endure this heart?

If he wants his life, he can use his divine soul to stabilize the energy overflow of the dead realm, and he can save the catastrophe before it happens, he will, he will.

However, after changing Sanxia, how did he make a choice?

Finally, that proposition was still placed in front of him.

Should the rumbling ship of disaster run over his most beloved person, or should he ignore the safety of all beings?

Not only is he not a politician, but he can't bear the weight of making choices for others. At this time, he can't even be a qualified lover. Before him was a choice that would trap him in eternal torment.

No matter what he chooses, he will never be at peace, and he will suffer more than ever. It is better to live than to die.

I hope everything is just a nightmare, and when he wakes up from the dream, his Sangxia is still the rainbow girl he met on the tea mountain.

And he is still the soul that is trapped in the pain of hatred in his previous life. Because compared to this time, all those things in the past are nothing.

Once, he didn't know where the crisis was, why fate suddenly raised a butcher's knife in front of him.

At this time, he knew what the crisis was, but fate held the butcher knife in his hands.

No matter which side it is swung towards, the sword will surely fall.

And he will fall into a place of no return.

The secret of this secret, he was powerless to dissolve. Only by trying can you confirm whether the knife was really forced into your hands by fate.

He looked down at his empty hands hanging on the armrests of the couch, as if there was a sharp blade there, shining with cold light, shining on his hideous, embarrassed face.

It is hideous because he has already determined his conjecture in his heart.

So at this time, he only felt that he was an executioner.

Embarrassed. Can he not be embarrassed? He can't know and not do it, but he doesn't know what to do.

Sang Xia, he can't let go of his hand anymore, no matter if this is her now or not, no matter what kind of existence she is, he can't let go of his hand.

All living beings, how can he sit idly by?

Yes, he had been disappointed, lost, discouraged and far away from the world and went to sleep in the woodlands.

But is he really apathetic? No, of course not. He was not apathetic at all. He was just tired, and his heart was cold and he had no strength. But if there is a calamity in the world, he will stand up.

He must not be the power of this world, nor is he some heroic savior, but he will. He will stand up when people need him.

This world was originally not much beautiful in his eyes, let alone gentleness.

But because of her, he gradually felt some beauty, a little warmth.

Haiyiti's simple persistence, traffic police officer Xie Da'an's dedication and justice, the simple enthusiasm of the two elders of the Cha family, and the employees of Sumu Company who are upset for their colleagues who are bullied... Even the slick bald Chen and the fat man Lu Liang, who is good at studying people's hearts, are a little cute.

More and more, he could feel the friendly smile of the stranger, and the sincere thank you he received with a gesture...

Everything had taken root in his heart before he knew it.

He is no longer the arrogant and detached son Fusu, only in the past two thousand years, he feels that he is really alive, living so down-to-earth and warm, living so fireworks.

Like one, real people. No, he's a real man who lives in this world.

Maybe he doesn't know much about the world and is not good at caring, but he is such a person.

When no one needed him, he watched the sun rise and set on the hill alone in the corner, counted the leaves of the camphor tree today, and chatted with the ants in the yard.

But when anyone needs him, he will say, "I'm here!"

All living beings, all living beings. In this bustling world, most of them are people he doesn't know and have no intersections.

However, when all these people's lives were put in front of him and he had to make a choice, he was forced to be tied to the wheel of fate of everyone. There is no turning back.

On this giant ship of fate, there are also Midnight, Dye'er, Chen Hao, Ping'er, Luo Bin...

Moreover, if it is really like the catastrophe 7,000 years ago, then in addition to human beings, the catastrophe can sweep away thousands of secret races.

The old fox in the north, Jueling and Yuan Shen of Feiyu Luoxi... My people, the people of King Will... And, himself.

The so-called reshuffle will not leave a vacancy alone.

If Fusu was not Fusu, but anyone else, he might think that wherever the catastrophe went, the lives were ruined, and Sangxia would not be able to be alone.

Left and right is death, since you can't escape, it's better to sacrifice yourself to save the people.

Oh, yes. That's the reason.

However, he is Fusu.

He's her Fusu. She had been dying, when the blood was pouring out, and her heart called him, hoping that he would save her.

As a result, he was late. He couldn't save her.

And now, she has returned from resurrection as a clone, but he has to push her out to stop the catastrophe...

He really, can't do it.

If he weren't, then everything seemed to be easier.

He has the right to wait for the catastrophe to come, and take her to take a good look at this beautiful and gentle world before everyone destroys together.

After all, she once loved the world so much.

Now she is so curious about the world.

Neither she nor 'she' has seen enough of the scenery of this world!