Jing Cangshen's words came softly, like a gentle wind, as if carrying an indescribable spell, making people feel the urge to be fascinated.
Xiaoyao looked at him and nodded. The corners of his lips were raised slightly, and his smile was bright and beautiful: "Well, let's come together!"
After hearing Xiaoyao's words, the corners of Jingcang's lips widened. He looked at Xiaoyao, and his eyes became complicated again for some reason. "Xiaoyao, you really live a simpler and happier life than Destroying God. She will never
Yes, live only for yourself like you."
"Isn't it good to live like this?" Xiaoyao asked softly.
"Okay, this is the God of Destruction that I hope for." Jing Cangshen smiled slightly, and then his golden eyes instantly sank, becoming extremely dim: "But, this is not the God of Destruction, just Xiaoyao.
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At this time, the sky was getting darker and darker, as if the doomsday was coming, with an indescribable weirdness and terror. At this time, a person suddenly fell in the darkness of the sky, and he happened to fall on Xiaoyao and Jingcangshen's side.
before.
The fiery red hair was unruly and flamboyant, with an indescribable aura, and the blood-colored eyes seemed to be different from before.
"Lord Demon God, please save Luo'er." You Jueming spoke slowly, his blood-colored eyes seemed to be watery, making it difficult to see through.
Jingcang Ming glanced at You Jueming, and then said: "I can't save myself, how can I help you save this child?"
"Lord Demon God, you must save her. She is the daughter of you and the God of Destruction. She was sealed for hundreds of millions of years and only awakened more than a thousand years ago." You Jueming spoke, and Xiaoyao was stunned by what he said.
And at the same time, the God of Destruction in her body seemed to hear this and started to get a little excited.
"Child..." Xiaoyao murmured softly as if he was possessed by the God of Destruction.
When Jing Cangchen heard her words, he smiled slightly. He looked at Bi Luo in You Jueming's arms, and then his eyes fell on You Jueming: "Okay, I'll save her and break the curse that prevents her from growing up. Remember.
Stay and treat my daughter well."
"Yes, I will treat her well." You Jueming spoke slowly, his blood-colored eyes fell on Bi Luo's face that seemed to be sleeping soundly, and an indescribable smile could be clearly seen in the eyes.
Jing Cangchen slowly turned around and looked at Xiaoyao. His golden eyes seemed to have an indescribable darkness. He gently stroked Xiaoyao's face and said, "Let's go together."
Xiaoyao didn't speak this time, just looked at him quietly without speaking.
Jing Cangchen's hand slowly moved down from Xiaoyao's face, slowly descending from his face to his chin, shoulders, and chest. Then he suddenly aimed at Xiaoyao's heart, and his hand penetrated completely in an instant.
Xiaoyao clearly felt the pain in his heart, but he didn't know why he was so satisfied?
She looked at Jing Cang's dead body and saw him smiling slightly at her. Then, golden light shot out from his body, and the light hovered in the sky, and then quickly fell on Bi Luo's injured chest.
At this time, Xiaoyao no longer had any extra energy to say or do anything.
Soon, boundless darkness suddenly hit her, and she seemed to fall into darkness.
Soon, she felt that her body seemed to be surrounded by a wave of warmth. This warmth was very familiar, very familiar, just like what she felt when she first met Mu Ye Canfeng.
And, not only that, Xiaoyao quickly felt as if she had fallen into the water, and the warmth of the water quickly surrounded her.
At this time, someone seemed to be next to her. She felt a familiar aura, but she couldn't remember who it was.
"Xiaoyao, it's time to wake up." The voice came. It was a very familiar voice, but it seemed to lack the flavor in the memory.
Xiaoyao wanted to open his eyes, but his eyelids were extremely heavy at this time, as if they were being pressed heavily by something.
"Xiaoyao, he will only wake up if you wake up." The voice came again.
Xiaoyao seemed stunned for a moment.
who is he?
At this moment, the darkness in front of him suddenly opened, and countless people's faces suddenly appeared around him.
Familiar, strange, familiar.
All kinds of things suddenly came to him in an instant, but Xiaoyao felt that these people were not him.
"No, no!" Xiaoyao murmured softly, looking at the faces gathered around him, an unusually determined look flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, the faces around her suddenly shattered and disappeared one by one. And right in front of her, a person gradually formed.
The luxurious brocade robe with black trim set off his slender figure, making him look extraordinary and independent. The wind around him gently lifted the corners of his clothes, like a snow wolf under the cold moon in the mountains, with a chilly look.
breath
The long silver hair was lifted by the gentle breeze blowing around, like streaks of moonlight flowing beautifully in the sky! It was scattered casually, revealing a kind of frivolity and uninhibitedness that dazzles the world.
The golden eyes are as dazzling as the sun, gentle but with a kind of bewitching indifference. One glance is soul-eating! The sword-shaped eyebrows on the temples are chic and elegant. The bangs hanging slightly in front of the forehead are even more revealing.
A kind of madness.
The bridge of the nose is high and the lips are reddish. There is a very gentle smile on the perfect lip shape.
He looked at Xiaoyao and said softly: "Xiaoyao..."
In an instant, the dark part of Xiaoyao's mind suddenly became brighter. Countless pictures came to him in an instant, and everything seemed to become clearer.
She looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of her, opened and closed her lips slightly, and slowly spit out two words from inside: "Can Feng..."
As soon as the two words fell, the person in front of him suddenly disappeared, and at this moment, Xiaoyao's eyes slowly opened.
What came into view was a very familiar face, but it lacked those unforgettable feelings and memories. Xiaoyao looked at the person in front of him and said slowly: "Shun..."
"Yes." Shun nodded gently and hugged Xiaoyao suddenly into his arms.
"Just wake up." His voice reached Xiaoyao's ears, and she felt that he seemed to be scared, very scared, very scared.
Xiaoyao raised her hand and hugged him slowly, nodding gently: "I'm back."
Hearing her voice, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up. He gently let go of Xiaoyao, looked at her and said, "After you wake up, he will wake up too."
Xiaoyao was slightly stunned and looked at Shun in disbelief: "How is that possible? Aren't he and I both dead?"
"Xiaoyao, it was the Fantasy Formation that saved you. It preserved your souls and saved you." Shun smiled slightly, and then said: "I will take you to find him, he should be awake."
"Shun...thank you." Xiaoyao didn't know what to say, but at this moment she really didn't know what to say except this.
"You fool, there's no need to thank me." Shun smiled slightly and pulled up Xiaoyao.
Only then did she notice that this should be the hot spring under Duanhun Cliff in Yufeng Dynasty.
Walking up from the hot spring, Shun took her to the cave on the side. At this time, everything around her seemed to be restored to its original state, and everything seemed to be exactly the same as before.
When he reached the entrance of the cave, he stopped for a moment. He looked at Xiaoyao and said with a smile: "He is inside, you can go find him yourself."
"Yes!" Xiaoyao nodded and quickly walked in. Looking at her back, the smile on the corner of his mouth was extremely gentle.
There were lights all around the cave, and with the light of the fire, Xiaoyao reached inside easily. At this time, the silver-haired man was sitting on the stone bed inside.
His hair was messy and scattered casually, and through the light, Xiaoyao could clearly see the expression on his face.
It seems to be a bit painful.
She quickly approached and seemed to hear footsteps. The man slowly turned back. When he saw Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao felt a sudden gust of wind, and then she fell into an extremely warm embrace.
"Xiaoyao, you're still alive, you're still alive..." Muye Canfeng's somewhat frightened voice echoed in Xiaoyao's ears, and she could clearly feel the happiness and fear in his words.
"Well, we are all alive, Canfeng." Xiaoyao hugged Muye Canfeng tightly and couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth.
She never thought that she would still be able to see Mu Ye Canfeng while she was still alive.
At this time, Xiaoyao's heart couldn't help but ache.
At this moment, she didn't know why she remembered that the other man holding her had exactly the same body, but the feelings he gave her were so different. One man felt reassured and warm, while the other man felt cold and shocked.
She thought she would never forget that man named Jing Cangmi.
She could never forget the evil and evil smile on his lips.
I can't forget his evil and enchanting words.
I can't even forget his last smile.
It seemed to be with farewell and the smell of tears.
Jingcang died, maybe all this was planned by him. However, Xiaoyao didn't understand what he meant by doing this.
Perhaps, tightness is to leave such a mark that will never be forgotten in her, the descendant of God Destroyer!