Okra was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was going to do, but he approached obediently.

Jiang Wuzhong raised his eyes, his gaze fell on her incomprehensible but trying to calm down little face, and after a long time, he stretched out his hand and spread it out in front of her.

She didn't understand what he was going to do, and hesitated.

"Give your hand to the deity."

"Oh." Okra slowly stretched out her hand at this time, and then, Jiang Wuzhong saw a hand full of various scars, some of which were in recent days, and some of which had scabbed.

He asked her, "Does this hurt?" “

The fairy face that has never been moved in the wind and rain does not have the curiosity of the world when seeking answers, and it is naturally like a flower in spring, a rain in summer, and a wind and snow in autumn and winter.

Okra frowned. Shake one’s head.

Such a slight pain in the flesh and skin could no longer be remembered by her!

"Have you never felt pain?" She asked.

When Jiang Wuzhong gently lowered her hand, all the wounds on her hand were healed!

However, his expression was not so good-looking, and he got up from the window and said to her, "It's time to go and find the things of the Buddha-figures!" “

"What I promised, I will naturally fulfill my promise, you come with me!"

She walked out the door, this time. Jiang Wuzhong didn't let Dai Biluo and Duan Cainan follow, and they headed towards the River Temple.

When he arrived outside the temple, okra told him: "My grandmother told me in a dream that the thing is in the temple, and I don't know where it is. “

Jiang Wuzhong looked at okra with suspicion. Silent.

After a while, Okra was stared at by him and his face was hot, and he whispered: "My grandmother told me in a dream, it's really here!" “

As if she was being teased, the other party grabbed her wrist and dragged her to him, and asked: "Feng Okra, the day before here, the deity searched many times, but there was nothing, do you want to lie to me?" “

"I didn't lie to you!" Okra emphasized: "I can fool everyone, how can I fool you!" “

Jiang Wuzhong shook her off and strode into the temple, after he destroyed this place the day before, it was still full of rubble, and no one sorted it out.

Okra didn't know what he was going to do, chased him in, and saw him standing in a daze among the rocks, she stood behind him cautiously, reached out and gently pulled the corner of his sleeve, and asked, "That thing??" Is it important to you? “

"This thing must be returned to the deity!" He said firmly.

"Did someone come here in advance and steal the things in the temple?" Okra deliberately mentioned: "Yue Muyun should also be near Hexian Village, last time I was in Linjiang City, he asked me to pass this thing!" “

When Jiang Wuzhong heard this, his eyes were cold, "Just by him, he also wants to get involved in the things of the deity?" “

"Now, that treasure must have fallen into the hands of Yue Muyun, you need to do it as soon as possible, if he lets him escape, it will be difficult to find it again!"

Okra has confirmed that it must be Yue Muyun, a soul hooker, who is doing something to her mother's grave on the East Mountain, and is worried that she is weak and difficult to play, and finally finds an opportunity for King Guangmu to help.

But how could the other party be able to calculate at will with her little brain, and the next moment she looked at her with cold eyes, "You want to use the hand of the deity to help you get rid of the enemy, but the abacus is fine!" “

"What is the removal of my enemies? Isn't he our common enemy? “

"Feng Yunyan has an agreement with the deity, she will not stand in the way of the deity after she is resurrected, and the deity will not trouble her, although Yue Muyun is greedy and cunning, he does not dare to disobey Feng Yunyan's words, so the person who took my baby is not Yue Muyun!"

Hearing this, okra finally confirmed that Jiang Wuzhong had indeed made an agreement with Feng Yunyan, her expression was gloomy, and she said: "So no matter what hurts the heavens and harms Feng Yunyan after she is resurrected, you won't stop her?" “

"What is harmful?" Jiang Wuzhong didn't look at her, his eyes were full of ridicule and said: "You are all like this, you think that you are the messenger of goodness, and you do not hesitate to sacrifice yourself." It is ridiculous to save the world, to punish the evil and promote the good! “

"We?" When Okra saw him walking out, she chased after him in a few steps, blocked in front of him, looked at him with questioning eyes, and said: "When I was rescued by the villagers in Pingshan Village, your body was rescued ashore with me.

"How many times do you have to recite this in your ear?" Jiang Wuzhong interrupted her impatiently.

But okra seemed to have made some kind of determination this time, she said: "I have always wondered why your temperament changed so much after the return of your spirit, at that time, when I opened the remnant palace barrier, you only had a physical body in the barrier for a few days, but I don't understand why on that day, the mother of water said that you were trapped in the barrier. King Guangmu, actually, it wasn't the water mother who said the wrong thing that day, right? “

Suddenly, I heard the pious Feng family woman talk to him about the events in the enchantment that day, and the other party's irritable look gradually retracted, and then looked at her very indifferently, and said, "What the Mother of Water said, the deity has long forgotten!" “

"Okay, then when you were here yesterday and destroyed the Qianjijun enshrined in this temple, you said that Qianji is weak and stupid, he is dead, are you Guangmu??"

"What do you want to say?" Jiang Wuzhong suddenly approached. A handful grabbed her chin.

Okra could feel that the magic qi on his body was boiling wantonly, but she was not afraid, with those red eyes, more like interrogating someone pinching her chin, she asked: "The first to come to me and say that I am his bride, and it is Qianjijun who wants to protect me, right?" “

When her voice fell, she was emotional, tears rolling in her eyes.

Jiang Wuzhong seemed to smell a faint breath, this breath was not like the demonic aura on the souls that had cried for hundreds of years in the enchantment, nor was it the smell of rotten flesh, it was like the wind, gently blowing across his cheeks but not being able to really touch the regret.

What is it? He had never felt it before, so he was more and more puzzled and curious??

It wasn't until okra's tears overflowed from his eyes that he realized that they were the sour tears of sadness that the world was full of, and he said softly: "It turns out that the tears of the world also have a breath." “

When Okra heard this, she confirmed it even more in her heart, and she asked: "You are Guangmu, you are the first divine soul sealed in the enchantment by him three hundred years ago, you are not him at all!" “

The reason why okra is so confirmed is not only because of the appearance of the two of them after his soul is united, but also when he was in Pingshan Village, Jiang Wuzhong once told her in person that he is incomplete, has no wide eyes, and cannot know everything in the world, so he is no different from mortals.

At the time, she thought that Hiromu was just a pair of eyes, and it was not until yesterday that King Hirome said when he destroyed the statue of Cheonje-kun, which the villagers admired, in front of her.

Guangmu is a divine soul, just like the former Linjiang Taishou, because of the existence of a powerful obsession, and the birth of a doppelganger of thoughts.

She should have thought that Feng Yunyan could pick up his soul shadow back then and make it into Zhao Ji's silk, and his powerful soul could have his own thoughts, what would be a strange thing?

This is why three hundred years ago, Jiang Wuyu used this divine soul to seal Zhao Jiyu's demon soul in the enchantment and wait for three hundred years, because what he wanted to seal was never only Zhao Jiyu, but also his divine soul clone.

It was also three hundred years ago, three hundred years after Jiang Wuzhong used his divine soul to open the enchantment, he waited for the soul to help him open the enchantment.

At that time, King Guangmu had returned, but Okra saw Jiang Wuzhong in his sleep and said to her: As long as you believe in me, I will not be defeated!

She finally understood now why King Guangmu asked her again and again if she could regret the sincerity she had dedicated to Jiang Wuzhong, because her sincerity had never been dedicated to Guangmu, so he wanted to destroy her sincerity, just like destroying the idol that originally belonged to Jiang Wuzhong.

"How am I not him?" This obviously stimulated Hirome, and he pinched Okra's chin harder and harder, and his eyes were filled with the annoyance of being questioned.

"I am him, and he is me, except that I am smarter and stronger than him!"

Okra denied: "But you don't have a heart! You're not him! “

"Shut up!" King Hiromu threw her to the ground in a fit of rage, and every plant and tree around him rose to the ground because of his emotions, and Okra looked at her worriedly, and then thought that he would not kill her. Because she is a holding soul, if he wants to replace Jiang Wuzhong, he must find the other two divine souls, without her, he can't open the other divine souls.

"Hahaha!" Suddenly knowing the truth, okra sat on the ground and laughed happily.

Her unbridled laughter irritated her already crazy eyes even more. He stepped up again and asked, "What are you laughing at?" “

"Because I'm happy, it turns out that he has never lied to me, and his previous kindness to me is true, and he has a heart. So he can sense the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of this world, but you can't, you can't even taste a bowl of noodles, you have no mercy for the world, and you should be! “

"What do you know? You don't know anything! Jiang Wuzhong squatted down, palming her arms with both hands, and looked angry, like a child who had seen through all the tricks.

Okra stretched out her hand to wipe the tears on her face, because her hands were stained with dust, and her face was also smeared, but she couldn't see what she looked like, and let her arms hurt from being held by the other party's hand, she didn't show her way to bear it, and said very sympathetically: "God without heart is more pitiful than a person without life, he can't even redeem himself, how can he have the strength to redeem the poor world?" “

"What do you think you know?" King Hiromu held up her body as easily as picking up a piece of paper at random.

Okra was held in her hand at such feet, and she looked at him, and beneath this familiar and fascinated face was a soulless soul.

"What if you're right?" Hirome also solemnly told her in retaliation: "It's a pity. Your sincerity is dedicated to a dead god, he is dead, this world, there is no other Jiang Wuzhong, there is no Qianji, only my wide eyes! “

"Nope. He didn't die, he would still be alive in this body! Okra said firmly.

"Hahaha!" Hirome laughed, and he laughed at her for being stupid.

"He died, not dead when the world turned his back, not dead at the hands of all the demons who wanted us to die, he died in the thin faith that even he himself wavered, he was never God, he died like this earthly man, in his foolish heart for the world!"

Hiromu spoke every word very clearly, and Okra could hear it clearly, but she refused to believe it, gritted her teeth, and glared at him angrily.

Hiromu looked at her, they didn't want to let each other, and in the end, I didn't know who won, but Hiromu seemed to have broken her bones, and she finally broke her bones, frowning and tears in her eyes.

Hiromu let her go, but grabbed her wrist with his backhand and dragged her back and forth.

"Where are you taking me?"

"The deity will take you to see what your original heart looks like!"

They passed through Hexian Village, and under the surprised eyes of the villagers, they returned to Yu Shaobai's home.

Dai Biluo saw her fairy lord coming back with okra, her face darkened, what happened?

Didn't the fairy lord hate the okra the most, he was angry when he even saw her a few days ago, and tried every means to send her out, why was he holding her hand now?

"Immortal Lord??" Dai Biluo approached, and wanted to ask out loud, but without looking at him, Guangmu went straight into the room and threw okra on the bed.

"What are you going to do?" Okra seemed to realize something, and sat on the edge of the bed in a panic, her body shrinking back.

Guang Mu brushed his robe, and said coldly: "What he can give you, the deity can also give you, your sincerity, naturally you can also worship the deity!" “

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