Nuwa Divine Stone

"Nuwa Stone?" Mo Zili repeated, shaking his head in disbelief, his expression was also a lot more solemn, "Master said with a smile, Nuwa Stone has already turned into thousands of pieces and integrated into this land thousands of years ago, how can it be obtained. ”

The Queen Mother of the West closed her eyes and said calmly: "You are right, in order to relieve the suffering of all beings, the Nuwa clan did not hesitate to turn their own flesh and blood into thousands of Nuwa stones to nourish this barren land, and now it has gone through thousands of years, and the Nuwa stone has been completely integrated into this land, unless the Nuwa clan is reborn, no one can take the Nuwa stone out of the earth again, but few people in this world know that not all the Nuwa stones were used up, and in this world, in fact, there is still the last Nuwa stone." ”

Mo Zili's face was relieved for a moment, and he asked, "Where is the Divine Stone now?"

The Queen Mother of the West was silent, her thin green lips gently pursed into a beautiful and warm thin line, under her eyes, which were closed from beginning to end, her emerald green thick eyelashes cast a slender and sultry fan-shaped shadow, and her long hair hung down like a green waterfall stream.

She turned her back to him, the white flower feathers flew gorgeously in the air, the whole person was like a jasper sculpture standing proudly in the white snow, and the heavenly voice sounded faintly, as if she came from another mysterious country, "Li'er, have you really made up your mind to save Qingwu?"

Mo Zili sighed, "I owe that kid too much. A simple sentence replied to her very concisely.

"Even if you owe more to another person?"

The Queen Mother of the West turned around, her long green and gorgeous hair curving gracefully at her side as she turned, her eyes still closed, but her gaze seemed to stare at him burningly through the thin eyelids.

In this world, there has never been the best of both worlds, and if you choose one, you will surely destroy the other.

Maybe this choice is too cruel for him, but he has to learn how to face cruelty after all, the two choices are just a thought difference in his heart, the one he chooses will have everything in an instant, and the other will be pushed by him step by step to the road of destruction.

The emerald green bead curtain hanging in the air on the colorful water surface jingled, the sky was full of flowers and feathers, the Queen Mother of the West stood at the water's edge, looking at the direction of Mozi's departure, the slender hand was lightly raised, and the long emerald green hair that dragged to the ground was flying all over the sky, and under the emerald green eyes, the white flower feathers condensed into two human shapes, both of them were stunned, combing the identical double knife bun, looking respectful, bowing to the blessing.

The goddess in a white flower feather dress asked, "Why did the Queen Mother force the four highnesses to awaken the sleeping soul, it doesn't necessarily have to be a Nuwa stone." ”

"He worries too much, and one day he will miss his future. The Queen Mother of the West sighed, her expression suddenly confused, "Besides, there is one thing, I must confirm it with my own eyes, I really want to see what the Nuwa clan, which has been nirvana for thousands of years, can still stir up in the Six Realms." ”

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Mo Zili no longer knew when he left Xi Kunlun and returned to Jiuge, his brain roared, like several fireworks rising and exploding in his mind, sprinkling the sky with bright stars, standing on the side of a few cases, his soul had already withdrawn from his body, but it seemed that there was another soul controlling him, standing quietly in place, even though his heart had turned over the river and the sea, there was still a person who existed in his place.

Why?

Why why?

The phalanx of his fingers holding the teacup had turned white, and he trembled all over, and suddenly grabbed the teacup and smashed it hard.

He has never lost control like this in his life, who should he ask why? Why is it in such a cruel way? Why is it Xiaozhu?

Obviously, I don't want to owe her anything anymore, and I already owe her so much......

He was trembling with anger, his lips were pale, he only heard a squeak knocking on the door, and suddenly a nameless fire broke out, grabbed a teacup and threw it out, "Get out!"

The warm liquid in the corner of his forehead flowed down, with a hint of fishy smell, and he didn't feel any pain at that moment, An Siyi waved his sleeve to wipe away the blood that flowed into his eyes, and looked at Mo Zili with a pale face in the room fixedly, "You know everything." ”

"You know?" Mozi glared at him in disbelief and gritted his teeth, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

An Siyi shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, because the pain of the wound brought a slight gasp, "What can you do if you were told earlier? Can you really sacrifice Gong Qianzhu for Wu'er?"

Mo Zili suddenly leaned limply on several cases, and muttered to himself: "Why is it her ......?"

An Siyi lifted his lips and sneered, jokingly: "Who knows? Maybe she owed you in her previous life, or maybe you were destined to owe her in this life." ”

He walked into the room, restrained his cynical smile, and stared straight at him, "You will be so angry, you must have made a choice in your heart, tell me, Wu'er and Qianzhu, which one do you choose." ”