Wangshu was very melancholy, and when he woke up, he found that he was sleeping with his master, and both of them were naked......

What did he do last night?!

Nothing should have happened between them, right?

How is that possible!

Is he possessed by Fusang?!Why is it so difficult for Jiansheng......

He wanted to run away, but he was afraid that the action would be too big to wake her up, and when she woke up, what should he say? Say that he didn't do it last night, and don't look for him if he is responsible or something?

He pinched his eyebrows, and as soon as he raised his hand, the person in his arms moved, wrapping him tighter.

His other arm was so numb that he had to pull it out.

"Are you awake...... Cen Duxiao felt the person next to her move in a daze, she raised her head slightly, and he quickly took back his arm.

Wangshu didn't answer, and he didn't know how to face her, at this moment he just wanted to go back to the sword and be quiet.

"Where are you going?"

Cen Duxiao was drowsy, and his eyes didn't open, but he was extremely alert, for fear that he would be gone when he opened his eyes.

Wangshu was silent, only sighing secretly.

His mind was slowly accepting some incoherent memories.

He has half a wisp of Fusang's divine consciousness in his body, because Fusang already has spirituality before taking Wangshu to Buzhou Mountain, so Wangshu's consciousness and Fusang's divine consciousness coexist, and they will be imperceptibly affected by each other, but they are two independent individuals.

Cen Duxiao was deeply trapped in the murderous machine, and the heavenly punishment came, stimulated by the painful memories of his previous life, the Fusang divine consciousness in Wangshu's body took over, and took Wangshu's body to save Cen Duxiao.

Wangshu wasn't sure if he would make a move to save Cen Duxiao with his life if he put aside Fusang's memories and emotions.

He couldn't see his mind clearly, he liked Cen Duxiao more than his previous master, but was that what mortals called love?

Fusang's love for Cen Duxiao is undoubted, and Wangshu is wondering if he is not influenced by Fusang, will he fall in love with Cen Duxiao?

It's too messy, his iron head really can't figure it out, he hasn't been in the world for long, he is equivalent to a newborn baby in the mortal world, such a complex relationship and emotions are simply too embarrassing for his child!

The person Cen Duxiao loves is always Fusang, not his Wangshu, and when she opens her eyes and finds that her Fusang has become Wangshu again, she will be disappointed.

So angry!

The more Wang Shu thought about it, the more angry he became, he was so angry that smoke came out of his head, he shook his head and denied the thoughts in his head, so he didn't want to fall in love with Cen Duxiao, if he really fell in love with her, then what was he?

If he wants to do something to her, he can do whatever he wants by acting Fusang, but does that make sense?

He suddenly felt that he was so humbled and humbled that he had to borrow another person's face to attract her.

"What's wrong with you? What are you doing shaking your head?"

Cen Duxiao yawned and rubbed her eyes, the first person she saw in the morning was him, thinking that she could see him every day in the future, her mood was so beautiful that she wanted to go around in circles, and she didn't even have the breath to get up.

Wang Shu said unspeakably: "We ...... last night" and didn't dare to look at her halfway through the words.

What a shame!

Cen Duxiao noticed his abnormality, and the smile on his face immediately disappeared, and he asked urgently, "What's wrong with you?"

Cen Duxiao had a not-so-good intuition, seeing him spitting out, she actually felt a little up and down in her heart.

"Have I broken my vows?" Wangshu sat up, his back to Cen Duxiao, the roots of his ears unconsciously red and almost dripping blood.

His fingertips snapped, and his garment quickly slipped through him as if it were being pulled.

He thought about the wording for a long time, and he couldn't even speak, and asked Ai Ai, "We had a double ...... last night Double repair?"

Isn't this knowingly asking! What kind of wind is his brain pumping in the morning!

Cen Duxiao's brain buzzed, this reaction was not Fusang at first glance!

Although Wangshu looks like Fusang everywhere, she is very shy in the affairs of men and women, otherwise she would not have scolded her several times for being shameless.

Could it be that the two personalities of Wangshu and Fusang would switch back and forth? Impossible, they are so similar! Could it be that half of his unstable consciousness will cause his brain to be deranged?

Cen Duxiao hugged her knees and supported her forehead, as if she had sunk into the ice river in an instant, and she was so cold that her whole body shivered.

He wasn't whole after all.

She doesn't even know when she'll see her Fuso again, will there be a pattern for them to switch personalities?

From now on, do you have to wait for Fusang's personality to appear before she can be with Wangshu without scruples?

Cen Duxiao lowered her head and patted her head in annoyance, then raised her eyes to look at him again, and smiled casually: "Yes, double cultivation, are you happy?

Wangshu: "......!!!"

The atmosphere was too embarrassing, and Wangshu was so awkward that he couldn't hide in the sword for eternity.

Cen Duxiao was afraid that he would escape, and she thought to herself that she had to say something to ease the atmosphere.

Actually, it was she who didn't go through her brain, and she regretted it after saying it, and as soon as her words came out, Wangshu became even more restless.

"You really don't look like a woman! aren't you ashamed!" Wangshu stood up suddenly, rubbing his arms as if he had goosebumps all over his body.

He kept muttering, "I've broken my vows...... What should I do? Will the power of the Heavenly Sword be greatly damaged?"

"Ahh......h The other unformed sword spirits are all children's bodies, will I be excluded......"

He wiped his face and lamented: "It's all to blame for this face, who is not like him!"

Cen Duxiao looked at him blankly, only to see him jumping up and down and turning on the violent Samoyed mode, muttering constantly, and he really couldn't accept that he had a skin-to-skin relationship with her.

Hey, this iron......

She sighed helplessly.

"But......" Wangshu calmed down and lifted his breath, trying to use his spiritual power, and felt an abundant force flowing through every acupuncture point in his body like a stream.

Even in Fusang's memory, the magic of the Protoss that he couldn't understand seemed to be able to be comprehended!

Could it be that double cultivation can really improve cultivation......

He recalled the lingering sorrow of last night, and there was a burst of heat in his body, and he was ashamed of his own reaction, he covered his face, and his face was pierced, as if there were thousands of tiny needles piercing his face.

Cen Duxiao is embarrassed, why does it look like she bullied a good woman?

At the same time, she was very worried that Fusang's divine consciousness would disappear, "Yi...... Wangshu, can you feel it? Is he still there?"

Wangshu was annoyed for no reason, and said impatiently: "You only remember him! He's not there! I can't feel it!"

Why was he angry? He was shocked again, what was Cen Duxiao's status in his heart?

Why should he be angry because she only cares about Fusang, it's not that he doesn't know that she only has Fusang in her heart!

"Is it really gone?" Cen Duxiao's voice was crying.

Wangshu softened his heart all of a sudden, but he was not convinced that he was compared to Fusang, so he had to say bluntly: "He's here, don't cry." "I'm here too, when will you cry for me.