Nirvana's wife is too black

Chapter 365

On Feng Wu's cheeks, crystal beads of sweat rolled down and dripped into the water.

On that pale face, a pair of scissors-like pupils flowed with light, staring at Bei Muge, with thin lips slightly hooked.

"Mu Ge, come on."

She murmured, and her breath was like blue, and the voice passed by Bei Muge's ears with the wind.

However, Bei Muge's frowning eyebrows relaxed.

Seeing this, Feng Wu smiled slightly.

No matter how many obstacles there are, there is no fear.

No matter how much wind and rain there is, the rainbow will still be gorgeous afterward. Even if there is no gorgeous rainbow, the sunshine will be extremely dazzling.

Mu Ge, do you know?
You are her sunshine.

Feng Wu smiled slightly, looking at the weak water that was gradually refined and fused, her heart settled down slightly.

"The name of a spiritual girl is the will of God, so there is a birth from this place, and flowers grow from the other side. Everything in the world has God's will..."

Feng Wu murmured suddenly, there was a curling Sanskrit sound in that voice, which lingered in her ears and refused to disperse for a long time.

When everything in the world was first born, the spirit girl controlled the life and death of all things, and the yin and yang of all things were the root of the heavenly way. As everyone knows, the way of heaven derives from it, but a trace of God's will is in the hands of the spirit girl, or in other words, the spirit girl sees the chaotic will of heaven goddess.

Those, who knew, were long dead.

The lingering Sanskrit sound still lingers in the ears, the sound of the wind howls, and the cranes fall in bursts, flicking the warm sun, which hurts Feng Wu's eyes.

She couldn't help closing those water-shearing eyes.

This blocks the sun.

Beside her, the sound of the water fluctuated, and the heavy pressure made her breathe heavily. Even if it was God's will, the coercion of the weak water still remained.

"Wu'er... let's go!"

A low shout stunned Feng Wu, she opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at Bei Muge who was far away from her at some point.

Startled speechless.

Bleeding from seven orifices...

It was an unspeakable tragedy, but Feng Wu's heart ached.

let her go?
How could she leave at this moment? !
"Muge..." Feng Wu gritted her teeth, and in an instant, a person appeared beside Bei Muge.

A powerful coercion swept over in an instant, and Feng Wu's breath stagnated.

Could even God's will be eroded?
With this thought in her heart, Feng Wu opened her mouth and pursed her lips, a powerful spiritual power poured out instantly, and that spiritual power did not belong to the strong spirit king, nor to human beings.

It only belongs to Feng Wu, who is a spiritual girl of heaven.

Or in other words, dance.

The spiritual power of azure blue is somewhat stronger than the weak blue of water.

Taking his hand indifferently, Feng Wu pursed her lips and smiled, her brows and eyes curved: "Mu Ge, don't worry, I have everything."

Above the palm, the fire of the heart burst out, burning blazingly.

At first, there was a sizzling sound.

After a while, Feng Wu's palm was actually burned.

The fire in her heart hurt herself, but Feng Wu didn't even blink, helping Bei Muge refine the weak water.

The heavy sea water pressed down on Feng Wu's body in an instant, but in the next moment it circulated in Bei Muge's meridians, and finally returned to his dantian.

Feng Wu squinted her eyes, the burning pain in her palm was no longer enough for her to feel, because at this moment she was already numb physically and mentally.

Exhausted.

"Wu'er..." Bei Muge murmured, the burnt smell made him uneasy.

He wanted to open his eyes, but was held tightly by a hand in an instant.

He can't feel it, he only knows that the weak water flowing through the meridians is endlessly refined.

Feng Wu weakly opened her eyes and smiled. When she looked at Bei Muge, the love in her eyes could not be ignored.

The hand was released suddenly, and the body seemed to fall backwards.

At this moment, she is like a flat boat without oars, drifting with the current.

Falling into the sea, Feng Wu gently closed her eyes, breathing lightly and shallowly, but there was no trace of spiritual power around her to support her, and she sank to the bottom of the sea little by little.

Consciousness gradually disappeared, Bei Muge's face flashed before his eyes, and a touch of tenderness overflowed the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)