"Shut up, she just wants to please you, because she knows you only have eyes for common people, bullshit common people!"
"Your so-called method of saving me is just poisoning me. It's a hard battle to kill the devil. If it weren't for being despicable and shameless, you wouldn't even be able to touch the corner of his clothes!"
"You made him think that I betrayed him and asked him to kill me with his own hands. Do you know how much it hurts me? You don't know that you have never loved someone deeply."
"All your actions so far have made the world think that you are deeply in love with Hua Zhengya, so you are not as aware of the dangers of various visions as a girl."
For the two people listening to the gossip below, Shui Miaomiao felt that she was innocently being called.
"Stop listening, have you forgotten something?"
Shui Miaomiao rolled her eyes at Tuo Yanjun, "You also enjoyed what you just listened to, okay?"
"Wait a minute, what if the Saint Yuan Ancestor kills Hua Zhengxian."
"The formation will not stop even if Hua Zhengxian dies. I am the eye of the formation. Only by killing me will everything be completely terminated."
"Don't listen, don't believe in miracles."
Shui Miaomiao glanced at Tuo Yanjun's chest. The frost was pressed against it, slowing down the growth of flesh. There was still a chance.
Tuo Yanjun chuckled and looked at Shui Miaomiao's profile, looking up at her head and listening intently to the gossip. The sky was dark, so she just had to listen, but she had to raise her head. She was so focused on everything she did.
You never know whether Shui Miaomiao is stupid or really naive. The resurrection of the Demon King will definitely be a disaster for the world of gods and demons, but Shui Miaomiao wholeheartedly just wants to save herself.
There is still a little time, before the complete integration, just let Shui Miaomiao kill him. Now let himself look at Shui Miaomiao and listen to the gossip for a while.
"You knew from the beginning that I was not Hua Zhengya, you just didn't want to admit it. You only started to be good to Hua Zhengya after Hua Zhengya died. Did you not expose me because you were against my sister or because you were against Hua Zhengya?" Taking advantage of my guilt?"
"You don't know what I'm doing. You just think that I want to survive and revitalize the Hua family. You didn't expect that I kept the demon king in captivity."
A trace of ugliness finally appeared on Saint Yuan Ancestor's face. This was his only mistake. He didn't expect that Hua Zhengxian had gone completely crazy.
"My king doesn't think I betrayed him, he still loves me!" Hua Zhengxian suddenly covered her chest and said in surprise, "I want to thank you. You made me understand all the initial steps of my resurrection. The strength comes from the wound on the chest, he gave himself to me!"
"Wow, is this the power of love? Sadomasochistic love is deep." Shui Miaomiao looked at Tuo Yanjun.
Lord Tuo Yan shook his head crazily, "It wasn't me, it was the Demon King who did it. I am still Lord Tuo Yan now."
"Are you getting closer to me?" Shui Miaomiao realized that Tuo Yanjun had almost put his head next to his face, "Go back, or I'll stab you."
"It's what I asked for."
Shui Miaomiao chose to continue to raise her head to listen to the gossip. Lord Tuo Yan whispered in his ear, "I didn't want to either. You really smell so good."
Shui Miaomiao could hear the sound of swallowing. Was it due to appetite?
"Not this time." Tuo Yanjun seemed to know what Shui Miaomiao was thinking, and laughed softly, lingeringly.
Shui Miaomiao tightened her grip on Shuangxiao. She really wanted to stab Tuo Yanjun now.
"Don't be stubborn!" The ancestor of Ningkong Saint slapped Hua Zhengxian, knocking the person out of the illusion, "It was just a parasite of the demons. You also felt that your life was dying, so you killed me to save you. Hua Zhengya took her body without hesitation, she is your biological sister!"
"I didn't, I didn't! It's all you who forced me to do this! It's you! You are the culprits. My king is coming back soon. I'm going to kill you all, all of you!"
"Stubborn."
The last trace of guilt of the Saint Yuan Ancestor has also dissipated. If Hua Zhengxian is willing to continue pretending to be Hua Zhengya, he can turn a blind eye to many things.
After all, he had given Hua Zhengxian so many opportunities, again and again, but Hua Zhengxian never cherished them.
"Then let's see who dies first!"
Controlling those beasts revealed that she was not Hua Zhengya, and controlling those beasts was also a burden, but the power of leveling the mountain made the Saint Yuan Ancestor have to avoid it.
Just like Hua Zhengxian said just now.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor was not completely victorious. The battle was too brutal. According to the previous world of gods and demons, as long as he was still alive and raised for hundreds or thousands of years, he would be fine.
But at this time, the world of gods and demons was different from the world of gods and demons at that time. So many old friends were dead. Only the Saint Yuan Ancestor was still struggling to support him, and his spiritual power was flowing away every moment.
The Saint Yuan Ancestor knew that this was the end of his life, so he spared Hua Zhengxian's life just to hold on for a while, but it was only natural that things would not work out as he wished.
Before he came here, he had arranged everything behind him. That boy Jian Cichen looked like him. If he hadn't spent the first half of his life cultivating and the second half of his life living as a common man, the Saint Yuan Ancestor would have doubted whether he was his illegitimate son.
Covering the mountains and fields and blocking out the sun is the empty flower Yangyan that Mu Cang once saw in the Brocade Garden. The gorgeous petals are so beautiful, stunning and dangerous, and the blooms are so nerve-wracking.
Wherever it goes, there is no fire but it is burning, and the mountains and rivers are instantly eclipsed.
"You still love these fancy things as before."
The Saint Yuan Ancestor knew that Hua Zhengxian was stalling for time, and the demon that Hua Zhengxian had raised must be dealt with first, and the demon could never be resurrected.
"Kill me." Seeing that the darkness above his head had melted, and there was a faint beam of light covering it, which was the attack of the Saint Yuan Ancestor, Tuo Yanjun restrained his smile and said seriously, "Remember to burn me, I don't want to be taken away. Whip the corpse.”
"Is there no other way?"
"No one will be as kind as you. If they find me, I can only die. If I choose, I would rather you do it."
'Poof! '
Tuo Yanjun's eyes were too focused, making people want to run away. Shui Miaomiao closed her eyes, and the frost easily penetrated through the flesh and sent to the heart, and blood poured out instantly.
"No, who is it!"
Hua Zhengxian's heartbreaking voice came, and Shui Miaomiao knew that she had really stabbed him.
Saint Yuan Ancestor stopped Hua Zhengxian. Is there still a righteous man?
"It's very simple, isn't it? But I'm afraid you may have to do it a few more times. This blue thing has quite a tenacious vitality."
"The Shark Tears are great, but how can they not revive the bones of the dead?"
Shui Miaomiao smiled miserably and opened her eyes. There was only blood on her hands.
With twenty-seven Mermaid Tears, Shui Miaomiao stabbed Tuo Yanjun twenty-eight times. All the Mermaid Tears collapsed, and the formation instantly lost its luster and dimmed.
"You lied to me, it wasn't easy at all."
Seeing the black characters on Lord Tuo Yan's body disintegrate, the iron chains formed by those strange symbols also broke, and Lord Tuo Yan's hands dropped down.
It's the twenty-ninth knife.
Tuo Yanjun, who had regained his freedom, hugged him up and bumped into Shuangxiao.
"I remember it burned me, but it still hurts~" Tuo Yanjun whispered in his ear, and then bit Shui Miaomiao's shoulder with all his strength.
Shui Miaomiao groaned in pain.
Twenty-nine cuts were not as painful as this hug, but I didn't have the strength to knock Shui Miaomiao away.
Mr. Tuo Yan is not really kind. He doesn't want Shui Miaomiao to forget him. He hopes she can remember this heartbreaking pain.
Hua Zhengxian, who was wearing red clothes and white hair, was beaten down and walked through the darkness.
"No, no, no! How can you hug someone else! What are you doing!"
The fire soared into the sky, enveloping Lord Tuo Yan and surrounding Shui Miaomiao. The art of controlling fire hurts others but not oneself. Shui Miaomiao still remembered Lord Tuo Yan's request.
He didn't want anyone to find out.
