"Who the hell are you?" Although Chen Gong's voice was soft, his expression was serious and serious, looking directly into Tiantian's eyes.

Lowering his head every day, he didn't know if he didn't dare to look at Chen Gong's eyes, or because of other reasons. After a while, Chen Gong heard a soft sob, but he still said in his heart: "You should know my past, know my character, although I don't have any magical powers, and I don't have to seek immortality, but my heart yearns for freedom, and there are still many things I need to do." Tell me about your conditions, and what will it take for me to leave. ”

Tian Tian raised his head, his face was like a pear blossom with rain, and said, "Brother, what's wrong with you, don't you want Tian Tian?"

Chen Gong's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sense of unbearability surged in his heart, but he suddenly became vigilant, tilted his head slightly, and slowly grabbed the red flame sword that had been broken, and the blade of the sword slowly pointed at Tiantian's throat.

Now, although the aura and aura of this Red Flame Sword are still there, the fragments on the sword have been dyed black, no longer dark red and bright, with a faint black smoke rising, and there is a black fire lotus imprint shaking among them.

"If everything I used to do was just a dream, then please let me fall into my dreams forever. If not, then this world is not real now, please let me go. The Red Flame Sword in Chen Gong's hand pointed at Tiantian's throat, and he didn't look at her eyes at all.

"Brother, you said you would protect me, have you forgotten?" said Tian Tian.

"Don't talk about this, say it, how can you get me to leave. Chen Gong said coldly.

"Brother......" cried out every day, Chen Gong just looked coldly, her tears dripping down her cheeks and onto the blade of the sword.

"Brother, if you think that Tiantian is fake, kill Tiantian, if Tiantian is not dead, Tiantian is fake. If Tian Tian died, then my brother would believe Tian Tian's words, but no matter what, please don't forget Tian Tian. After Tian Tian finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes, two lines of tears slipped down, and Chen Gong could clearly see her eyelashes fluttering.

Chen Gong slowly closed his eyes, but the moment he closed his eyes, the red flame sword shone brightly, a faint sword groan sounded, and the tip of the sword had already pierced Tiantian's throat, and black blood flowed down the blade.

Her eyes were full of shock and disbelief, and then she slowly fell, Chen Gong froze there, the Red Flame Sword in his hand trembled slightly, and he had already hugged her the moment she fell to the ground.

Tian Tian still didn't lose his breath, his hands struggled to grab Chen Gong's clothes, his lips opened, but he didn't make a sound, just through the shape of his mouth, Chen Gong could see that she was saying, "Brother, Tian Tian didn't lie to you." ”

The color in her eyes gradually darkened, and there was no trace of resentment from beginning to end.

Chen Gong also couldn't believe that she was dead, and what made him even more unacceptable was that even if Tian Tian died, the illusion in front of him was still not broken, he thought that Tian Tian was the key to this illusion, and it was the "end" of this illusory world, but now Tian Tian's body temperature is slowly getting colder, and his body is slowly becoming stiff in Chen Gong's arms, but the world in front of him has not changed at all.

Every day, Chen Gong hid it by his own hands, and buried it in the open space in front of the wooden house, where there was only a pile of raised soil, Chen Gong didn't know whether to erect a monument, and even if it did, he didn't know what words should be engraved.

Every day he died, Chen Gong kept telling himself that all this was an illusion, and it was an extremely clever illusion. But no matter what he thought, no matter how much he meditated in his heart that all this was false, but in his heart he always remembered the eyes in his heart when he was dying, and the sense of self-blame and guilt in his heart gradually grew.

As time passed, this feeling of depression became heavier and heavier, and he was unable to practice at all, and inexplicable irritability began to arise in his heart, inexplicably resentment, and there was always an urge to destroy everything in front of him and prove that he had done nothing wrong.

After continuous meditation, meditation, and recuperation were all to no avail, he left the wooden house, taking the Red Flame Sword with clear cracks and the book that had been brought out of the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion. The name of this book is "Swallowing Clouds and Spitting Mist", this name is not unfamiliar to people and gods in the world, Chen Gong did not expect it to be such a book at all, and this book is completely blank and has no content except for the cover.

The four words swallowing clouds and spitting out fog reminded Chen Gong of the black moon, and he didn't know how the black dragon was doing now. Such words often remind mortals of the things of immortals, the power of dragons, but for cultivators and gods like Chen Gong, it is actually not a special spell.

Although it seems that the spells in this book may not be very important, he doesn't want to throw them away. If he were a cultivator, this book would have been useless to him, but now that he is a god, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will come to the temple to pray for good weather, and this spell should be able to control the weather and rain.

Chen Gong went all the way forward, and when he turned back, there was already wind and smoke behind him, and the wooden house had been submerged by the wind and smoke, and he didn't turn back to see if the wooden house in the wind and smoke was still there, but suddenly rose into the air and went straight up for nine days.

Since there is no way in all directions, there is only heaven to go, and after a while, Chen Gong has come to the clouds, standing on the white clouds and looking at this piece of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, there was a black tornado in the distance, and everywhere it passed, the sky was dark, and all the clear and clear heaven and earth were gone, and in the blink of an eye, the original peaceful world became a world of evil winds roaring and ghosts.

Chen Gong did not escape, let the black wind engulf him, when the black wind swept by, he didn't even feel the wind pressure, everything was calm and abnormal, only the world in front of him was changing.

In the dimness, there seemed to be human figures everywhere, but if you wanted to see clearly, you couldn't see clearly. When I looked at the sky again, the sky was already dark, there was no starlight, no moon, just like when it was carried by the white moon and flew out of the city.

Could this be the true appearance of Qin Guang Wangcheng? Chen Gong was overjoyed in his heart, and he rose to his feet and flew towards a higher place in the sky.

The joy of being able to go out diluted the torment-like feeling in his heart, and he felt more and more that something was wrong, just like when he didn't get the Lotus Heart Fire before, and was stirred up by a large number of chaotic Yuan Shen True Yuan. It's just that he can't find the root of the problem now, and Lotus Heart Fire is still too weak to solve such a problem.

In short, he felt that if he had been staying in this world, he would always think of the dying eyes every day, and let himself fall into chaos between truth and falsehood, reality and illusion, and now that he could finally leave, how could he not make his heart happy.

Chen Gong kept flying towards the pitch-black night sky, at least in his heart, the direction above his head was the place out of the city, step by step, he didn't look back, and he didn't know how long he flew, until his mana was exhausted, he found that he was still in the dark.

Suddenly turned around, I couldn't see the ground, I couldn't see the sky, I don't know how long it would take to get out of the city, and the surroundings were still the same as just now, there were many people in the dark, and the ghosts were whistling. Suddenly, Chen Gong was shocked to realize that he hadn't left a single step, and had been in the same place all along.

At this time, Chen Gong thought that when he was taken away by Bai Yue, he seemed to have flown away for a long time and did not go out, and finally saw the city under the illumination of the colorful glow, and Yang Xuanling, who controlled the Wuxuan Banner at that time, also pronounced the word "Broken Illusion".

But Chen Gong was not reconciled, he stood in the darkness in the void, slowly absorbing the yin energy around him, and began to recover his mana, as long as the mana recovered, he flew into the air, but the more he flew, the more he felt that he had no bottom in his heart, and he could only comfort himself all the time, every time he flew a little more, he got closer to the city, so he exhausted his mana again and again, and threw himself into the darkness again and again.

"Mountain God, why are you still here?" a familiar voice suddenly sounded in the ears of Chen Gong, who was meditating in the air and recovering his mana.

It had been a long time since anyone had called the title of Mountain God, and Chen Gong felt that he was about to lose his memory or even forget it.

Looking in the direction where the voice came from, a woman stood there quietly, dressed in plain clothes, wearing white paper flowers on her head, her black hair hanging down, in the dark, Chen Gong could see her clearly.

"The sword spirit has seen the mountain god. The woman was a foot away, bowed slightly, and bowed to Chen Gong.

"It's you!" Chen Gong was happy in his heart, but the sound he made surprised himself, stiff and harsh, and he wanted to laugh, but found that the muscles on his face seemed to have frozen.

The sword spirit didn't come closer, with surprise and scrutiny in his eyes, and only after a while did he say, "The mountain god can still remember me?"

"Of course I remember you, you are the sword spirit of the Linjian Ancestral Hall. Chen Gong frowned and said.

"Although the mountain god remembers me, I'm afraid he will only think that I am just one of the people in your dream. The sword spirit stood there motionless, his whole body shrouded in a lustrous whiteness.

Chen Gong looked at the sword spirit tightly, slightly startled in his heart, and immediately replied, "What else do you know?"

The sword spirit smiled slightly and said, "Mountain God, I'll show you something." ”

After speaking, she took out a mirror from her arms, and then said: "Mountain God, this is a mirror, which I stole from the city lord's mansion in the Qin Guangwang City, although it does not have the ability to shine on the world, but it can make the mirror image return to the source, no matter what demon or magic is transformed into a human form, it will reveal its original face in the mirror." ”

Chen Gong's heart moved slightly, thinking of his own harsh voice and stiff muscles, and asked, "Is there something wrong with my appearance?"

As soon as the words came out, he thought of the first time he was taken out of the city by Bai Yue, and everyone outside the city didn't recognize him and attacked him, could it be that his appearance had really changed?

Thinking of this, Chen Gong was about to walk over immediately, but as soon as he moved, the sword spirit hurriedly retreated and said, "Mountain God, can you stand there and not move?"

Chen Gong was slightly stunned, his heart was irritable, but he forcibly pressed it down, and said, "Okay, I'll stand here and don't move." ”

"Please be calm and calm, no matter what you see, you must calm your mind, otherwise, maybe this is the last time the mountain god will meet me." "The sword spirit is very solemn.