Wen Sheng's consciousness became clearer and clearer, and she was in the chaos, absorbing the white power that sank her.

Radiance.

Luck.

The blue sword light became clearer and clearer in the sea of knowledge.

【Cub... Cub ......] The system began to rattle again, and there was no signal.

Wen Sheng's desire to struggle became stronger and stronger.

Since it is homologous.....

Then absorb it!

Wen Sheng melted the white light that filled her body, and the process was naturally extremely painful.

Tear and reorganize, escape from obstruction.

It's like the whole person was chopped up and fed to the dogs.

The gloomy memories of her previous life went over and over again, tearing at her spiritual sense.

Soon it was the memory of the body itself.

From being relegated to a miscellaneous servant to having his heart cut out.

The memories at both ends are crossed, and the tough ones want to fuse together.

No.

Hearing the sound of firm belief.

I am not the original owner.

She is Wen Sheng.

Although the past is unbearable, it is a part of her life after all.

She won't abandon easily, and she won't back down.

Here she comes.

Came with a mission.

The pain tormented her soul, but it made her mind clearer and clearer.

When the accumulated power reached its peak, a soft sound sounded in his head.

【Ding! Congratulations to the host]

[Release Main Quest: Revolution and Innovation]

Moment.

The white glow is pumped out.

Wen Sheng broke free from the restraints and stood in the air.

She opened her eyes and looked at the huge shadow, a golden light flashing in her eyes.

The god restrained his smile and unleashed all his killing intent without hesitation when he looked at Wen Sheng.

"The grasshopper shakes the tree."

"Jumping clown."

The two four-character idioms catharsis the truest emotions of the gods.

Jiuyou exuded a dazzling light in Wen Sheng's hands, and Wen Sheng stood in the wind, fearless.

【One-Hit Kill】

The system said in a deep voice.

Wen Sheng comprehended.

The Nine Shadows condensed into a giant sword in the air, flashing with cold light, and stabbed out.

【Don't be afraid, cubs】

[It's just a shadow]

[We have the possibility of a war]

The voice of the system is resolute.

Wen Sheng is not afraid.

The gods looked down on her.

In addition to the rage, there was pity and mockery in the eyes.

The greatsword slowed down in the air until it almost stopped.

Wen Sheng's hands are stamped on his chest.

The huge and surging spiritual power sent the giant sword flying again.

Blood snaked down from the corners of his mouth, and the blue light grew sharper.

It's like a tug-of-war that doesn't know the end.

Oh.

She's killing gods.

This realization made her laugh, and she let the blood drip in the air, and scatter in all directions with the sword wind.

Wen Sheng saw the god look of fear as the blood droplets brushed by.

So she clenched the Nine Shadows, the soft sword grazed through the palm of her hand, and more blood spread out a fan, condensing into a red blood arrow, piercing into the phantom of the god against the wind.

Red corrodes white shadows.

Wen Sheng breathed a sigh of relief.

She found the weakness.

At this point, she didn't want to ask why, the system would always give her a reasonable explanation after the dust had settled.

The power of the gods weakened, and even the huge sword shadow moved forward a lot.

Wen Sheng pressed the spiritual power in the palm of his hand, and sealed it with blood.

A dragon's groan rang out from the sky.

Wen Sheng subconsciously looked up.

The silver dragon roared through the clouds.

"Boom!"

The dragon passed through the god's massive body, its golden shaft with a fierce aura, as if it wanted to burn everything in heaven and earth.

The phantom of the gods seemed vulnerable to the dragon.

The black demonic aura exploded, completely dispelling the white light.

Wen Sheng's thoughts were still stuck in the last moment.

The hands that were quickly imprinted had not stopped.

Blood spreads in the air, and the smell of blood is mixed with the intoxicating scent of peach blossoms, like an addictive poison.

If you get contaminated, you will go crazy about it.

Wen Sheng only felt that a shadow was cast in front of him.

The hands on his chest were clenched tightly.

She was taken into her arms.

The demonic aura that had just destroyed the world now floated carefully between her hands, moisturizing her cracked skin.

"Shengsheng ......"

Wen Sheng's highly nervous spirit slowly relaxed, and his consciousness was a little scattered.

She instinctively responded to the call.

Looking up, the gold in the man's eyes faded and turned into a dazzling red.

"What are you going to do?"

She was a little tired.

Don't want to think.

So with emotion, he asked lightly.

She didn't want to continue that boring topic any longer.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the demon world was sealed by the human race.

The demons hate humans.

From each other's standpoints, there is nothing wrong with them.

It's just that......

Wen Sheng felt that the strength of the waist around him was getting stronger and stronger.

It was like being wrapped in a cloud of green pines.

She shamefully gave birth to a little greed.

"Does it hurt or not......"

Wen Sheng's question went unanswered.

The man just bowed his head, thin lips imprinted on her palm, and kissed the dissipating scar.

Careful.

Focus.

Wen Sheng: "......"

"What are you going to do?"

Stubbornly wanting an answer.

"Come... Chasing you. ”

Pei Yan held Wen Sheng's hand tightly and lowered his eyes to look at the pale girl in his arms.

Can't leave.

Not for a moment.

Every second without her by her side, the air became disgusting.

"Shengsheng... I'm sorry. ”

Pei Yan put the pills into Wen Sheng's mouth one by one, and apologized hoarsely and in a low voice.

He was wrong.

He shouldn't have guessed if she had ulterior motives.

He loves to smell sheng.

I want to be the sharpest sword in her hand.

Even if she didn't have to do anything, let him go to the soup, he would not hesitate.

"I'm sorry."

"You shouldn't say something like that."

"Shengsheng... Like you. ”

"I like it."

Pei Yan buried his head between Wen Sheng's neck, greedy for the fragrance of peach blossoms.

"I'm going back to Nanling Mountain."

Wen Sheng looked at the dark clouds in the sky that had not yet dispersed, and said softly.

"I'll go too."

Pei Yan replied quickly.

"Nanling Mountain doesn't need the ...... of the demon clan"

Wen Sheng frowned.

The topic was here again, and the irritability in her heart suddenly rose.

"Nope."

Pei Yan raised his head and interrupted Wen Sheng's words.

"It's not a demon."

"It's me."

"It's me who is willing to follow Shengsheng."

It's not a demon god.

It's just Pei Yan.

Just on his own.

Wen Sheng's heart was sullen, and he couldn't say what it felt.

A thousand words came to his mouth, only to turn into a dry sentence.

"Since you forgot about Nanling Mountain, you don't have to do this."

Pei Yan's words and eyes yesterday are still vivid.

She didn't want to experience this heartache again in the future, or even soon.

There are small thorns between them, which will inadvertently stab each other at any time and place.

In this case, long pain is better than short pain.

Pei Yan lowered his head and pressed it against her forehead.

"Shengsheng."

"But I remember loving you."

Forgot about all.

Forget the past.

But he remembers...... He loved her.

Wen Sheng's heart was pounding, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Pei Yan held her tightly in his arms and leaned on her shoulder.

"Yesterday's words hurt Shengsheng's heart."

"It's my fault......"

He regretted it.

So Wen Sheng was stuffed with a small and delicate dagger in his hand.

"Poof."

There was a muffled sound.

He took her hand and plunged the dagger into his heart.

"Let Sheng Sheng vent."

"Is it good?"

...

Although I'm a small fighter.

But it's definitely a sweet player.

I don't allow any form of BE!!