Prehistoric Three-leaf Sword Grass

Chapter 218 Confession
"Master, should we just leave like this?" Fuxi raised his head to look at his master, and asked involuntarily.

At this time, Sword Grass and Fuxi had already left the Far West. Although Hu Xiao tried his best to stay, Sword Grass took Fuxi and left the White Tiger Clan.This made Fuxi very puzzled. Although his master is powerful, he probably hasn't reached the level where he doesn't care about the roar of the tiger.That being the case, why doesn't my master care about the tiger's roar at all?
Three Leaf Sword Grass looked at her disciple Fuxi, and saw the puzzled look in Fuxi's eyes. Three Leaf Sword Grass raised her eyebrows lightly, but she already knew why Fu Xi was like this.

"Is it strange that I don't seem to care about the roar of the tiger at all? I don't care about the White Tiger Clan at all?" Clover Sword Grass said softly.Fuxi heard what the three-leaf sword grass said, and looked at his master, he knew that his master wanted to solve his doubts.Thinking of this, Fuxi couldn't help showing a little gratitude in his eyes.

"Master, please clarify." Fuxi said respectfully.

"The reason is simple. It's just that the White Tiger Clan has existed not long ago. After the catastrophe broke out this time, the White Tiger Clan had to be robbed and couldn't escape at all." Clover Sword Grass said, with a little helplessness in her eyes.If possible, the Clover Sword Grass does not hope that there will be a catastrophe in the prehistoric world. Every time a catastrophe occurs, countless prehistoric creatures will die.With the character of the Clover Sword Grass, he naturally didn't want to see this scene.

Moreover, the three-leaf swordgrass takes protecting the prehistoric world as its own responsibility, and every catastrophe will bring some damage to the prehistoric world.It can be said that every catastrophe is accompanied by destruction and rebirth, which makes it impossible for the Clover Grass to prevent the catastrophe of the prehistoric world.

It is impossible for the three-leaf swordgrass to prevent the prehistoric world from growing at all because it is afraid that the prehistoric world will be destroyed. The occurrence of catastrophe is also the driving force for the continuous growth of the prehistoric world.However, the three-leaf sword grass does not know how far the prehistoric world has grown at this time. After all, the three-leaf sword grass is not the way of heaven in the prehistoric world.

"White Tiger Clan has existed for a long time? Master, could it be said that the catastrophe of heaven and earth is coming soon?" Fuxi looked at the three-leaf sword grass and asked involuntarily. ,

Under Fuxi's gaze, Clover Sword Grass nodded, affirming Fuxi's conjecture, making Fuxi's face extremely pale by the way.Fuxi didn't expect the catastrophe to come so fast. Originally, Fuxi thought it would take tens of thousands of years for the catastrophe to come, but now, Fuxi understood that there was no time for him to prepare.

Thinking of this, Fuxi couldn't help looking at the three-leaf swordgrass in front of him, his eyes filled with deep worry, he didn't know if he could survive the catastrophe of heaven and earth.Although his master is powerful, can he still have the strength to protect himself in the catastrophe?Fuxi doesn't know the answer, but Fuxi knows that only when he becomes stronger can he survive better.

After all, my master is not my nanny, and my master also has his own things to do.Under such circumstances, how can I keep bothering Master?Fuxi is not willing to do this, nor does he want to.

"Don't worry, it's just a catastrophe, Master will definitely protect you." Clover Sword Grass said softly, with a flash of powerful momentum, Fuxi couldn't help cheering up.

Feeling his master's aura, Fuxi couldn't help but look at his master, he found that his master's aura was so powerful.In the White Tiger Clan, his master didn't go all out, and even had some reservations, which made Fuxi realize that his master's strength is not simple.

Every time when Fuxi thought that he had understood his master, Fuxi found that in fact, he did not really understand his master, and he did not know how powerful his master was.Looking at the master in front of him, Fuxi seemed to see a bottomless abyss, and he didn't know how deep the abyss was.

This made Fuxi understand that no living being knows what kind of hole cards his master has, and his master hides it too deeply.

Thinking of this, Fuxi's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but said: "Master, I have something to hide from you, and I want to tell you now." While speaking, Fuxi had already knelt down on the ground, with sparkling eyes in his eyes, and his face The face is full of remorse.

Hearing Fu Xi's words, Sword Grass Shamrock looked at Fu Xi, seeing Fu Xi who was already kneeling on the ground, Sword Grass Shamrock did not choose to speak.

"Master, in fact, Nuwa and I have a telepathic connection. In the era of chaos, we are a pair of twin chaos demon gods." Fuxi lowered his head.Not daring to look at his master, tears kept streaming from his eyes, obviously very sad.

"What does it matter?" Clover Sword Grass said.

Fuxi's body trembled, and he looked at the three-leaf swordgrass with tears in his eyes. Seeing the extremely calm three-leaf swordgrass, Fuxi couldn't help but feel a little fear in his heart.Fuxi also thought about what kind of reaction his master would have, thought that his master might be angry or sad.However, Fuxi never thought that his master would be so calm. This kind of calm made Fuxi feel very frightened.

"Disciple, I already knew that Nuwa had recovered her memory, but I didn't choose to tell Master, but helped her to hide it." Fuxi said again.

"It doesn't affect much!" Clover Sword Grass looked at Fuxi and said softly.

"Nuwa wanted to plot against Master, and I knew it, but I didn't choose to stop it. Brother Buzheng chose to travel the prehistoric world with her because of Nuwa's calculation. When Junior Brother Buzheng and you came to Zhoushan, We already knew it, and then deliberately calculated not to fight for the senior brother, so that he took us to find the master."

"Nuwa wants to restore the real body of the Chaos Demon God, and now, Nuwa is looking for her own real body of the Chaos Demon God."

"Master, we don't want to deceive you, but we have no choice but you can help us."

"But now, I have understood that it is impossible for us to restore the true body of the Chaos Demon God. The Primordial World will not allow us to do this. Master, I was wrong. I should not have chosen to hide the truth from Master."

"Master, can you forgive me?"

Fu Xi looked at the Three Leaf Sword Grass, with a deep pleading look in his eyes, he wanted the Three Leaf Sword Grass to forgive him.

However, the expression of Sword Grass Clover did not change at all, but looked at Fuxi quietly, letting Fu Xi understand that Sword Grass Clover would not forgive herself easily.With a sinking heart, Fuxi looked at his master, and found that his master's figure actually flew up, as if he was going to leave here.

"Master, can you really not forgive me?" Fuxi shouted loudly, tears kept flowing from his eyes, and wet his clothes.

Clover Swordgrass froze, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, leaving only a sigh.Although Sword Grass had already guessed that Fuxi and Nuwa were plotting against her, Sword Grass didn't choose to say it out, but wanted to use her ability to change them.

Helplessly, Clover found that she hadn't changed them, and Fuxi was still hiding it from herself.

Could it be that Fuxi really thought he didn't see that the skeleton of the Chaos Demon God in the White Tiger Clan belonged to Fuxi?Could it be that he is really that easy to deceive?Could it be that he couldn't guess that Fuxi wanted him to take this Chaos Demon God skeleton from the White Tiger Clan?

The most important point is that the Three Leaf Sword Grass can't tolerate Fuxi and Nuwa plotting against her disciples, which is unacceptable to the Three Leaf Sword Grass.Under such circumstances, how could Sword Grass forgive Fuxi easily?Sanye Jiancao understands that Nuwa doesn't like her disciple Buzheng, and everything is just Nuwa's acting.

"Oh, I still have to say it after all, I can't change it at all." Clover Sword Grass sighed softly in her heart, the power of space flowed, but her figure had already disappeared before Fuxi's eyes.

Looking at the three-leaf swordgrass that disappeared in front of him, Fuxi did not choose to move, but still lowered his head.But at this time, if there are creatures who can see Fuxi's eyes, then they can see that there are bright lights in Fuxi's eyes, and there is no tear at all.

It has been a while since the three-leaf swordgrass left, Fuxi slowly raised his head, his eyes were shining brightly, and there was no trace of sadness on his face.Looking at the direction where the three-leaf swordgrass left, the corners of Fuxi's mouth turned up slightly, and there was a little cold light in his eyes.

With a light wave of his hand, a little space power circulated in Fuxi's hands, and the space power was incomparably docile.

"Open." Fuxi whispered softly, a door of space appeared in front of Fuxi, his spiritual consciousness swept everything around, Fuxi didn't find any living beings.With a slight movement of his body, Fuxi had already entered the gate of space. After a while, the gate of space dissipated, and Fuxi's figure also disappeared.

After a long time, a figure appeared at Fuxi's original location, with bright lights shining in his eyes.With a light movement of consciousness, Clover Sword Grass searched for all the traces left around, her face extremely cold.

The next moment, Sword Grass Shamrock moved lightly and directly entered the turbulent flow of space, with a khaki-yellow light flickering on her body as she headed into the distance.

The wild west, which was originally extremely peaceful, calmed down again, as if there were no living beings, and looked extremely desolate.The prehistoric west, which is full of aura, seems to be slowly being forgotten by the prehistoric creatures. The prehistoric creatures don't know that a little killing aura begins to appear in the prehistoric west. As time goes by, the killing aura becomes more intense.

In the sky above the prehistoric world, the power of the black catastrophe is constantly gathering, but this scene is rarely noticed by living beings.

(End of this chapter)