Cen Duxiao stood beside the bed, and Prince Taihao was also beside him.

There were tears in Prince Hao's eyes, he looked at Fusang who came back from the dead, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, with joy and guilt for the Emperor of Heaven, and he was even more worried that the Emperor would kill the killer again when he learned that Fusang was not dead.

"Master, after sleeping for so long, are you okay? Does it hurt anything?" Prince Hao's voice was muffled, in front of Fusang, he was more like a child who didn't grow up.

Fusang is also a teacher and a friend, no matter what he says wrong, Fusang will not care about him, and in front of his father, he needs to be cautious in his words and deeds, not because he is afraid that the emperor will blame, but because he does not want to see his mother god Xi and is in a dilemma.

Tiandao will not easily let go of Fusang's half wisp of divine sense, Wangshu's crisis has not been resolved, he can't reveal his true identity for the time being, after all, Tai Zi Hao is Di Jun's own son, sandwiched between him and Di Jun's grievances is not beneficial to Prince Hao, after weighing it again, he can only let Tai Zi Hao down.

He sat up, pretending not to know Prince Hao, and said blankly: "Are you?"

He slapped his forehead, and a flash of inspiration: "Oh, you are Fusang's apprentice, you are the prince?"

His action was like a gust of cold wind pouring straight into Prince Hao, and Prince Hao was stunned for a while, still unable to accept the fact that he was not Fusang.

"Master, don't you remember me?"

In fact, Prince Hao had already heard Cen Duxiao say that the person lying on the bed just looked like Fusang, and his behavior and personality were also like Fusang's sword spirit.

Wangshu smiled awkwardly: "Remember, but I'm not Fusang, I'm Cen Duxiao's sword spirit." ”

Prince Hao looked at Cen Duxiao as if asking for help, and Shui Liang's eyes were full of loss.

Cen Duxiao experienced a "gain and loss", and his reaction was much calmer than that of Prince Taihao, and he only nodded slightly, indicating that Wangshu was right.

Cen Duxiao sighed quietly, it seemed that she really thought too much and was disappointed many times, she looked down on it, and her plan for now was to let Ganmu sprout and grow as soon as possible.

Wangshu smiled and said, "That, His Royal Highness the Prince, can you please move first, I have something to say to my master." ”

Prince Hao is as casual as Fusang, although he is the prince of the heavenly realm, he doesn't have much of a shelf, Wangshu treats him so politely, he hopes that Wangshu is Fusang's illusion is completely shattered.

When did his master be so polite to him, Wangshu was really not Fusang, but it was just like everywhere.

Cen Duxiao looked at the gloomy and sad back of Prince Hao, and his mood that had finally calmed down also fell to the bottom together.

Fusang, so many people are looking forward to your return, have you seen it? Even if you hate me and don't want to see me, for the Hades King and the Prince, you should come back.

Wangshu pulled the dazed Cen Duxiao over to his side, held her hands, he looked left and right, and hurriedly asked, "How are your injuries?"

He looked at her for a long time, raised her wrist and checked her pulse, the pulse was strong and vigorous, not at all seriously injured.

Cen Duxiao has the power of a demon god, and the heavenly punishment can't kill her, but she didn't even leave a wound?

"Wait, how many days did I sleep?"

Wangshu faintly realized that it was not that she was not injured, but that the injury had healed.

Cen Duxiao raised his finger and compared a "two".

Wangshu exhaled: "Two days? That's okay......

It turned out that he didn't sleep for long, and he couldn't feel the flow of time when he was competing with the Heavenly Dao in his dream, and the moment in the dream may be a long time in reality.

Cen Duxiao raised her willow eyebrows obliquely, and said lightly: "Two months." ”

"Huh?"

Cen Duxiao sneered: "You can really sleep, you are not a sword spirit, you are a pig......"

It's okay that this piece of iron doesn't need to eat and drink, and he doesn't need to be served when he sleeps, otherwise he won't have to do anything if he guards him every day.

Cen Duxiao's ability to comfort herself is increasing day by day, and she deliberately uses jokes to hide her sadness.

She had hoped that Shu would wake up and tell her: "I'm Fusang, I've kept you waiting." She would happily hug him and never let go.

Wangshu woke up, her dream should be shattered.

"Has the Divine Tree been repaired? Has the Heavenly Soldier embarrassed you? Are you still in pain?"

Wangshu had a lot of questions to ask, and he didn't have time to tell her that her Fusang was back, and this time he said that he wouldn't leave.

In the face of Wangshu's series of questions, Cen Duxiao had a moment of relief, she didn't want to tell Wangshu about the hardships and hardships she faced, she didn't want Shu to worry.

She only said lightly: "It's okay, the Shenmu is still a little bit closer to repairing." ”

Unconsciously, she has also become like Fusang, she suffers and bears her own pain, and she doesn't tell others about her pain, especially those who care about herself, just report good news and not bad news, there is no need to block others.

Tianzhu punished her for seven days and seven nights in a row, if she hadn't regained the power of the demon god, with the power of Tianzhu this time, which was several times stronger than before, she might not even have scum left.

She insisted on waiting until the Heavenly Punishment was over before using the power of the demon god to heal herself, as if this would alleviate her guilt for hurting Fuso.

The Emperor of Heaven wanted to take her life, knowing that the Heavenly Punishment could not kill her, so he left a back hand, and after the Heavenly Punishment was over, Bai Ze took the Heavenly Soldiers to Yanggu.

Just like in her previous life, it was she and Bai Ze who confronted each other.

It's just that Bai Ze seems to be different this time, and he is no longer a puppet god of war who obeys the orders of the Emperor of Heaven.

And she is no longer a little girl hiding behind Fusang, who needs his protection, and will only cause trouble for him.

Bai Ze said respectfully: "The Divine Tree has collapsed, and there are probably many more lonely souls and wild ghosts in the world, please ask the Flower God to repair the Divine Tree as soon as possible and restore stability in the world." ”

"That's nature, don't worry. ”

Cen Duxiao thought that Bai Ze was going to salute first and then soldier, and after she finished repairing the useless value of the Divine Tree, she would be escorted to the Heavenly Realm to punish the crime, but she didn't expect Bai Ze to withdraw from Yanggu after taking the dying wind.

She was a little surprised, stopped Bai Ze, and asked, "Didn't you come to arrest me for the Emperor of Heaven to go to the Heavenly Realm to punish crimes?"

Cen Duxiao may be the first prisoner to be arrested in the hundreds of years that Bai Ze has been the god of war......

Bai Ze turned around and said, "I have more important things to do. ”

In other words, I don't have time to deal with her?

The heavenly soldiers beside Bai Ze all had ugly faces, and they felt that their generals were too rebellious, which really made them nerve-wracking.

However, the damage of Shenmu this time is still more serious than more than five hundred years ago, the gods in the sky can't go down to the mortal world for the time being, they can't go back to the heavenly realm for the time being, and their generals won't be punished too quickly no matter how bad they do, so they have to follow one step at a time.

Bai Ze cast a spell to imprison Feng Xun, and a circle of chains shining with white light was wrapped around Feng Xun's body, and after making sure that it was safe, he said: "The collapse of the divine tree, preventing the human demon clan from making chaos is the top priority." ”

The Heavenly Soldiers have been searching for more than 500 years and the Yuan Devouring Spirit Lord has finally been caught, and if he doesn't catch Cen Duxiao, he grabs the wind and brings it back, and it is not nothing.

Bai Ze is not unreasonable, the Divine Tree collapsed and the gate of the Three Realms was closed, if there was a Han Zhu-type demon at this time, the human race would probably fall into a crisis of extinction.