"Xiaozhu!" Mo Zili's eyes widened in pain, using star arrows to penetrate into the bones without hurting people's lives, making them feel the extreme pain of being alive in their wakeness, when did she learn such a cruel method?

Gong Qianzhu had a hand, and a long whip condensed by hundreds of ice ridges appeared in his hand, and he stretched to hundreds of zhang with a forceful flick, firmly entangled the cliff head in the distance, and dragged it fiercely, the mountains collapsed, the sky was full of flying sand and gravel exploded, and the sea was a piece of ice and sand, and the mountains and rivers sank, holding the long whip tightly in his hand, and the silver-purple eyes faintly appeared with the hatred of crazy demons.

- I hate you, I hate you, you all push me, force me!

"Queen Jun!" Even Chu Zhencheng couldn't help but stop it, if it goes on like this, don't talk about Shaluo Pass, I'm afraid that the entire Demon Realm will be destroyed in her hands.

Gong Qianzhu couldn't listen to anyone's words for a long time, and she only wanted to avenge Bing Candle, but her fingers were strangled with blood by the ice edges but she didn't know it, and an ice whip quickly became four, eight, and sixteen in her hands, until countless phantom locks spread all over the sea, countless giant islands slowly sank, and the sky and earth were instantly black and white.

Bai Zhi was shocked to see the huge crack in Iceland under her feet, and the sea water soaked in ice sand overflowed, and then saw that Gong Qianzhu in the air had lost her rationality, and was gradually controlled by the demon thoughts, afraid that she would lose control and be eaten by the demon thoughts, she clenched the nine glass cups in her hand, and a large piece of dark blood sank into it, and the nine glass cups instantly shone brightly, and suddenly rose into the air, and went straight to Gong Qianzhu, knocking her into the air.

Sixteen phantom locks broke in an instant, and the entire sea doubled, and the huge island on the sea floated dangerously on the surface of the sea, but still half of it sank into the sea.

"Qianzhu!" Bai Zhi couldn't help but rush forward, her long sleeves shook off the nine glass cups, and she reached out to help her in a panic.

Gong Qianzhu was stunned for a long time, stroked his painful and numb left shoulder, and put it in front of his eyes, his fingers were stained with purple blood.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Qianzhu ......" Bai Zhi was at a loss to pull her, tears streaming down her face.

Gong Qianzhu was stunned, lowered his hand, his emotions finally calmed down, his red and terrifying eyes returned to their original state, and his eyes were cold and dead.

"Thank you. ”

Bai Zhi was stunned, looked at her indifferent face in amazement, and with a wave of her right hand, the nine glass cups that fell on the beach flew straight into her sleeve and put it away.

Gong Qianzhu seemed to be extremely tired, and he didn't want to see anyone anymore, Xue Yin's long hair hung low, and he turned around and walked back step by step with a candle, and his arrogant and upright figure disappeared into the snowstorm.

Chu Zhencheng was worried about her, and he didn't care about the people who had suffered heavy casualties at sea, so he led the eight demons to follow, and the March sun shone on the ice and snow, which made people feel sad and sad for no reason.

The people of the Three Realms don't know whether to be sad or happy, Fuxi Nirvana, and actually exchanged for Nuwa's rebirth, is this result a coincidence or providence?

Qingwu only felt a splitting headache, knelt on the beach in pain, covered her eyes with her hands, and blood and tears flowed from between her fingers, terrifying and terrifying.

"Sister, what's wrong with me?" she asked Qing Jiu, who was panicking and helped her, and her face full of blood and tears was inlaid with a pair of silver-purple eyes that were exactly the same as Gong Qianzhu.

Mozili understood at a glance that with the rebirth of Nuwa, the Nuwa stone was also deified, but she took back all the Nuwa stones that had been left behind, but she did not take the piece on Qingwu's body.

Qingjiu sadly wiped away the blood and tears on Qingwu's face, and hugged her in distress, "Wu'er is fine, Qianzhu forgives you, these eyes are the best gift Qianzhu gave to Wu'er...... You know what?"

Recalling the sad gaze that Fang Cai Gong Qianzhu fell on her, she knew that she had forgiven Wu'er, but she hated her, hated Master, and hated the world.

I can't help but feel sad in my heart, Qianzhu, the world bears too much to you in this life, and when will you be willing to forgive or forget?

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In March, the demon world is icy and snowy, and only crystal clear ice flowers and ice trees can be seen on the empty ice field, as well as ice mushrooms and ice stamens, etc., in the cold mist, the figure of silver snow looms, and the ice flowers bloom all the way to the huge ice tree, and the gorgeous snow robe embroidered with dark lines and long silver hair wind down the ice tree, like a jade carving.

Gong Qianzhu sat in the huge branches of the ice tree, and the one sleeping quietly in his arms was like a candle dressed in red, sleeping peacefully, but there was no blood on his face.

Crystal jade fingers caressed her face, Gong Qianzhu looked into the distance quietly, but there was nothing in his eyes.

She doesn't want anything now, she just wants to wait, wait for Bingzhu to wake up, thousands of years, and keep waiting.

She's been here since she gave the heart of a demigod to Bing Candle, and she doesn't know how long she's been waiting, a day, a year, or a hundred?

When she raised her eyes and saw the fine snow slowly falling from the sky, she seemed to be able to see her god, so much so that the Bingzhu in her arms opened her eyes, and she didn't realize it.

As soon as Bingzhu opened his eyes, he saw the bleak beauty, in the wind and snow, the silver-haired and purple-eyed woman looked quietly into the distance, and her eyes were empty.

She moved, Gong Qianzhu finally came back to her senses, and asked gently as always, "Are you awake?"

Bingzhu stretched out her pale and cold fingertips and touched her cheeks, she wanted to smile gently, but her heart sank again because of the strange confusion in Bingzhu's eyes.

- My name is Bingzhu, you...... Who is it?

- You call me Snowy.

She lowered her head and smiled at her, her smile as bright as spring. Those painful pasts, she will remember them in her place.