Fengshenzhi, I didn't want to fall in love with Nuwa

In the endless void, here is a piece of chaos, neither end nor time.

Sitting alone in the chaos, the expression on his face changed several times.

Confusion, indifference, resentment, sadness, violence, excitement, pain, all kinds of emotions are shown on the face.

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The battle between Hongjun and Pingxin was over, the void was split open, Pingxin stepped out with a cold face, a ball of blood gushed out from her chest, and the Qingping sword was held in her right hand, the blade was still ticking with blood.

Taking another step, Ping Xin disappeared directly into the current time and space.

The next moment, Taoist Hongjun also stepped out of the void. He looked the same as when he first appeared, his Taoist robe was not stained with dust, and his face was calm.

There was a small wound on the shoulder that split to the stomach, but it was not clear under the light of the gods.

As soon as he walked out of the void, Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi, Tong Tian, ​​and Jie Yin all came over and kowtowed, and the Ten Thousand Immortals in the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation also came.

Taoist Hongjun said: "All the loose immortals return to their caves, and they are self-cultivating and innocent, so as to be detached."

Jiejiao Wanxian didn't dare not listen, kowtowed and left.

Taoist Hongjun then said: "Jieyin, although Zhunti was killed, he can still be conceived and born. You wait for him to be reborn and bring him back to the Western religion."

Jieyin smiled bitterly: "Yes, teacher."

Is the reborn Zhunti still Zhunti?The memory and emotion were all erased by Di Xin.

What's more, the Western religion was destroyed by Emperor Xin's sword formation, and now it is nothing but ruins.

But after all, it is a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, introduced into the Western religion, and it will also be a powerful one in the future.Moreover, Di Xin is dead, and there is hope for rebuilding the Western religion.

"Laozi, Yuanshi, Tongtian, follow me to Zixiao Palace." Taoist Hongjun got up, took his three disciples, and drove away slowly in auspicious clouds.

This time, in the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, almost the entire army of Chanjiao was destroyed, even the Daoist Yuxu Palace was destroyed, and the Wannian foundation was destroyed once, and it will exist in name only from now on.

And the Western religion was originally poor, and was slaughtered by the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and its vitality was also seriously injured. It would take many years to rise up.

Jiejiao killed or injured many immortals in the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, and three thousand loose immortals were taken away, but fortunately, it was Ten Thousand Immortals who came to court after all, so they will not be destroyed.

With Jiejiao Wanxian withdrawing from the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, the formation was empty.

Standing in the formation, Princess Longji could no longer see those familiar figures, looking around in a daze.

But seeing the empty space and silence, suddenly there was a crow screaming, the sound was bleak.

Confused, Princess Longji staggered forward and said, "My lord, my lord! Chanyu, Chanyu!"

After a while, there was an echo from all around: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Chanyu, Chanyu!"

Since she came down to earth, only these two people are the most kind.

These days, she and Deng Chanyu are like sisters and best friends, seeing her die in front of his eyes is beyond painful.

Afterwards, Zishou also left her, and everyone knew that Zishou probably died.

Now that both of them passed away in one day, wouldn't it make her feel at a loss and suffer?

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!" Long Ji unconsciously burst into tears, and went to pick up Deng Chanyu's body.The body was already completely cold, and Deng Chanyu was still wearing the bright smile she had before death.

She only felt that she was the only one left alone in the world, and no one could accompany her. When her chest hurts and her throat felt sweet, a mouthful of blood spewed out.

In her grief, she wished she could draw her sword and kill herself, but there was always a hope in her heart, what if the king didn't die?What if the king comes back again?

Although Chanyu is dead, the king has great powers. As long as the king comes back, he might be able to save her.

"Even the king...he will come back to see me one last time, and I will wait for him to come back."

She hugged Deng Chanyu's body and waited in the formation, waiting for Zi Shou to come back, no matter how others tried to persuade her, she would not listen.

Yun Zhongzi tried to persuade her at the beginning, but when he saw that she had lost her soul, he stopped trying to persuade her, sighed, and stood guarding her from a distance.

Finally, only Princess Longji was left in the formation, and the day finally turned into night, and her heart sank slowly with the setting sun.

When she fell to the corner of the mountain and darkness enveloped her from all directions, her heart sank to the bottom, and tears rolled down her face.

But she didn't believe it, she didn't believe that the king would come back, she didn't believe that he would die.

Long Ji raised his head slowly, and shouted in a low voice: "Chanyu, Chanyu! I will wait here with you. I must wait for the king to come back. He will definitely come back. If you don't come back tonight, I will accompany you." You wait until tomorrow, if you don’t come back tomorrow, I’ll wait with you until the day after tomorrow... He will always come back, even if he doesn’t come back to see me, he still has to come back to see you, right?”

"Chanyu...can you talk to me? I'm so scared...so scared...all this is fake, right? You won't die, and he won't die..."

This night finally came, she didn't dare to close her eyes, for fear that she would fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes, what if the child came back when she fell asleep?

She must wait, must wait for him to come back.

Even if he dies after returning, she must always know his whereabouts. Even if he returns and dies, she must die in his arms...

As long as she heard the sound of the wind or the sound of birds that night, she would suspect that Zi Shou had returned, and ran out of the Immortal Execution Formation holding Deng Chanyu's body, shouting: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

However, every time I return disappointed, where is the king?

"Tomorrow morning, tomorrow morning at the latest, he will definitely come back! He will definitely come back indeed"

She kept talking in her heart, holding Deng Chanyu's body in the middle of the night, sometimes getting up and walking around, sometimes hugging her and whispering.

Finally, until the sky was getting brighter, she carried Deng Chanyu and flew to the top of the cloud, and looked around with her eyes wide open.

The sun is gradually growing, and the fog is misty and the clouds are desolate.The Ten Thousand Immortal Formation is empty, the world is vast, how can there be any sense?How can there be any king?

It's just her alone.

Finally, Long Ji couldn't restrain the despair in his heart, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and fell to the ground, as if a voice in his heart was shouting: He is not coming back, he will never come back!What's the use of waiting any longer?If he can come back, he should have come back last night!

Long Ji raised his head, tears streaming down his face, and shouted sadly: "Zi Shou, Zi Shou! Chanyu, Chanyu! You are all lying to me, aren't you? You go away by yourself, leaving me here alone! Zishou!" Shou! Son Shou!"

Finally, she couldn't suppress the grief in her heart, picked up a broken sword from the formation, and wanted to kill herself with the sword.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the side, flicked lightly, and knocked the broken sword into the air with a "boom".

Long Ji turned his head, his eyes blurred with tears, but he saw Yun Xiao.

Yun Xiao hugged her into his arms and said: "Princess, if you kill yourself, when the king comes back and sees you dead, wouldn't it make him sad?"

A wave of hope surged in Long Ji's heart, staring at her with tears in his eyes, he said, "He... can he come back?"

Yun Xiao said in a low voice: "Yes... I was planted by the king with the black bird god puppet technique. If the king really lost his soul, I would die too, and now..."

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