Wuya was angry that Cen Duxiao didn't want to die to save people who didn't want to do it, and she was even more angry that she had the same pity as her.

She had no choice but to be silent, and did not release her strength to help Cen Duxiao, she wanted to see how long this stubborn girl could last, was it possible for Cen Duxiao to completely occupy her consciousness and control her body when Cen Duxiao died?

Strange, a little reluctant to let this girl die?

Wuya only felt that she was confused, no, she was just a wisp of primordial spirit, where did the heart come from?

The multicolored silk threads on the cracks were slowly breaking one by one, and Cen Duxiao immediately summoned all the spiritual power in his body to repair it.

Suddenly, her center of gravity was unstable, and at the moment when she was about to fall, Wangshu quickly caught her, and a powerful and warm force came from her feet.

She didn't have time to look down, taking advantage of the strength of her palm, she raised her wrist and hurriedly pushed her palm.

The red and black forces formed a shield wall, rushing towards the opening that could crack again at any moment.

The matter outside the sky was shaken and bounced away by this force, as if it was forced to disperse to all parts of the sky at once, and could no longer gather and leak towards the crack.

The vulnerability crisis seems to have been resolved, the rain has stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky have drifted to one side, replaced by blue skies and white clouds, and the sun is high.

She breathed a sigh of relief, she actually succeeded?

Did she really succeed? It was as if someone had helped her.

She fell to the ground, looking for the person who had just borrowed strength for her, only to see the people who knelt on the ground and bowed to her in gratitude to her chanting in unison—

"Immortals, immortals have descended to earth!"

"Thank you to the gods for saving your life!"

"The gods are gracious, we are unforgettable. ”

Cen Duxiao was stunned for a moment, and did not feel how powerful she was, she was just a mortal, and she was only afraid that she would lose her life if she was bowed by so many people, and hurriedly said: "Everyone, hurry up, I'm not an immortal, I'm just a Hua ......" She paused, she was no longer a disciple of Huashan, and she didn't want to reveal her identity.

"Dare to ask the name of the immortal, we want to build a temple for you. ”

"Immortal, which way are you?"

"Tell us about it......"

Everyone was gossiping, and Cen Duxiao smiled awkwardly, repeatedly denying: "I'm really not an immortal, you are mistaken." ”

"How could it be? Isn't it an immortal who can mend the sky?"

"Only gods can do it, so don't be modest with this fairy girl, is she looking down on us mortals and unwilling to tell the Daimyo?"

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, pay attention to the wording!"

"Where did I say something wrong, I didn't ask this to thank the gods!"

A few people almost quarreled, Cen Duxiao sighed helplessly, she really couldn't stand this respect, after all, it was not her alone, she smiled and said, "I...... Called, called Ayan, is ...... "Which way is the fairy?" She thought for a long time, since she was prevaricating everyone, then make up a random one, "eat ......"

She wanted to talk about the god of food, because she loved meat, but before she could say anything, a child in the crowd replied: "It's the god of flowers!

Cen Duxiao smiled, okay, that's it!

"Impossible, I heard that the god of flowers is a man who is more beautiful than a woman, she ......" the man coughed, and said, "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else." ”

"It doesn't matter. Cen Duxiao knows how "good-looking" she looks now, mortals generally think that the gods are otherworldly, and they may never expect that there will be such an ugly fairy as her, and it is normal to have some doubts.

Another person in the crowd said: "No, the god of flowers is an evil god! He is on the side of the demons, he is now the demon god!

"That's impossible, this fairy girl is not the god of flowers, definitely not, is it fairy girl?"

Cen Duxiao didn't want to continue this topic, and said perfunctorily: "No, that, I still have something, I'll go first, don't worship me, and don't help me build any temple." ”

"That's not going to work, yes, yes. People unanimously agreed.

Cen Duxiao's mouth pursed into a word, and she said in a straight dress: "No, this is an order." ”

When people heard this, they quickly knelt down again, no longer insisting on worshipping her, but only said respectfully: "Yes, they all listen to the fairy girl." ”

Cen Duxiao nodded, to deal with these blind gods, she can only use this kind of troublesome method, this effect has been achieved, she is very satisfied.

She was just about to turn around and leave, when someone behind her shouted again: "Fairy Gu, can you please help me save my dead lady." ”

The man pointed to the corpse lying next to him, the woman was unrecognizable, presumably corrupted by the falling silver slurry.

The man stared at her, and in a way that was extraordinarily trusting, he believed that she would be able to do it.

Immortals are omnipotent in the eyes of mortals.

"I can't bring people back from the dead, you mourn. Cen Duxiao told the truth, without a little tactfulness.

"How can you make up for it, you have saved so many people, how can you not even save a life. ”

"Fairy Gu, raise your noble hand and save the dead. ”

"Save the dead!"

"Please. ”

As if grasping hope, the survivors of the bereaved prostrates on the ground, prostrating their heads and begging.

Cen Duxiao shook his hand and patiently explained: "Life and death are fate, I really can't interfere with people's life and death." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, not only everyone was stunned, but she herself was stunned, how did she say this a bit like Feng Yizhi and Jade Poria.

Although she hated Feng Yi to the core, she had to admit at this moment that no matter how powerful the gods were, there were times when they were helpless.

Encountering her situation, it is really unbearable but there is nothing to be done.

Everyone looked at her in disappointment, most of them were silent and did not speak, and a few people muttered in a low voice: "What kind of immortal? It can make up for the sky, but it can't even save the dead." ”

"It was the demon gods and their immortals who fought each other that affected us, but now we are suffering the pain of losing our loved ones!"

"Pity my child, only four years old, he is only four years old!"

People were talking and wiping their tears, and some people were emotional and scolded: "Bullshit fairy, no wonder I don't say which way I am, I think it's fake!"

"Fake!"

"Don't say that, Fairy Gu, please save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, and help us think of a way to return the dead to Yang. ”

Cen Duxiao pulled the corners of her mouth, these people are really inexplicably turning their faces, it is simply a naked moral kidnapping!

"Whatever you think, I said I wasn't a god, and you had to put this high hat on me, and I repeat, I'm not a god. ”

And they no longer bowed down, but stood up.

"How can the gods care about us mortals. ”

"That's it, what's the use of praying to God and worshiping Buddha, you can't avoid natural and man-made disasters. ”

"Yes, it's useless to pray to God and worship Buddha, the mountain temple didn't happen to be destroyed, don't worship it in the future. Cen Duxiao suspected that the crack in the sky was related to Buzhou Mountain, and it was very likely that it was the handiwork of the Emperor of Heaven.

Everyone was dumbfounded, pointed at her and trembled, "You destroyed the mountain temple?"