Mengqing's killing sword was interrupted, and he was immediately filled with shock and suspicion. His consciousness scanned the sky, trying to find the person who drew the sword and the direction of its origin.
However, this sword came without warning or trace, as if it did not belong to this time and space.
Someone drew a sword in another time and space and forcibly interfered with this time and space.
This ability is undoubtedly ridiculously strong.
But Mengqing doesn't care about this. What she cares about most is that this sword gives her a sense of familiarity, as if...
"Sister Mengqing, please tell me, what happened?" Xia Shiyun had a premonition that something was wrong, and she felt inexplicably panicked.
Mengqing came back to her senses and stared at Xia Shiyun coldly: "Why bother to be so hypocritical and disgusting? Don't think that you are superior now that you are the host of the Exquisite Heart of Heaven, and you don't want to think about who gave you all this? He put it
I have given you the best things and single-handedly brought you to where you are today, and this is how you repay him? Xia Shiyun, you are truly the most despicable and shameless woman I have ever seen!"
Killing someone can only be done with a nod of the head, but Meng Qing's words are piercing to the bone and heartbreaking, just like the pain of a thousand cuts on Xia Shiyun's body.
"Sister Mengqing, why is it like this..."
Xia Shiyun looked pale. She didn't know what happened to make Mengqing hate her so much.
But soon, Xia Shiyun faintly realized something, and her delicate body suddenly shook.
"Sister Mengqing, do you mean Xiao Chen? He...what's wrong with him?"
"Enough!" Meng Qing shouted angrily, "So many people are watching what I have done with my own hands, how can I still quibble?"
"I...I really don't know, Sister Mengqing, please tell me, has something happened to Xiao Chen and where is he now?" Xia Shiyun couldn't defend herself, and she didn't want to defend herself. She just wanted to know Xiao Chen's safety.
"You..." Mengqing was so angry that her delicate body was trembling, and she pointed the sword at Xia Shiyun again, "The old guy behind you was also there at the time. Why don't you ask him what he saw? But you are all in the same boat, and I think you have the same moral character.
, Dare to do it but don’t dare to admit it!”
Hearing this, Xia Shiyun immediately turned to Lian Feishang and asked, "Uncle Feishang, what's going on?"
Lian Feishang looked at Xia Shiyun strangely and said, "Shiyun, you killed him with your own hands, how could you forget?"
"What, who are you talking about?" Xia Shiyun's breath froze, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"Xiao Chen, you killed Xiao Chen with your own hands!" Lian Feishang said, "But you did the right thing. Xiao Chen is the reincarnation of the Son of Darkness. You were just deceived by him before. Now you wake up and kill him with your own hands. It is a righteous act.
, the common people will be grateful to you!"
Thumb thump thump!
Xia Shiyun was shocked when she heard the bad news. It was like a bolt from the blue. She took several steps back, her body was shaking and she was about to collapse. She felt a sharp pain in her heart that made her unable to breathe.
Xiao Chen is dead?
Did she kill Xiao Chen with her own hands?
how so?
Her mind has never changed because of the awakening of the Tiandao Exquisite Heart. She stayed in the Tiandao Alliance just to increase her strength as soon as possible and help Xiao Chen, at least no longer become a burden.
When the God of Destiny told her that Xiao Chen was the Son of Darkness, she was only wary of the God of Destiny's unknown origins and agenda, and never thought of resisting Xiao Chen for any mission.
Even if she died, she would not harm Xiao Chen at all.
During this period of time, she was deeply aware of the crisis facing the divine world, so she has been in seclusion, wanting to improve her strength as soon as possible, and has not left even half a step.
But Mengqing's hatred will not be fake, and Lian Feishang will not lie to others.
Mengqing had been staring at Xia Shiyun, and seeing her reaction and expression changes as if she didn't know anything, she gradually began to calm down.
Because she lost control of her emotions before, she really couldn't think clearly and decided that everything was done by Xia Shiyun.
But the familiar sword just interrupted her and made her regain her senses a little.
If you think about it carefully, there are indeed many doubts.
The most obvious doubt is Xia Shiyun's strength.
In the Thunder Sky, Xia Shiyun easily broke the Sword of the Ancestor, and her strength was ridiculously strong.
Even though he relied on Chaos Lotus Seeds to instantly step into the near-god realm, he didn't have much confidence that he could defeat Xia Shiyun.
But in the fight just now, Xia Shiyun was vulnerable in his hands, and they were completely different from each other.
However, not to mention the appearance, the breath of Tiandao Linglongxin is almost exactly the same. How to explain this and how to fake it?
"Xia Shiyun, are you acting with me, or do you really know nothing?" Mengqing asked coldly.
"It's not important anymore. I just want to know where Xiao Chen is. I don't believe he will die. I want to find him!"
Xia Shiyun was not in the mood to explain. It didn't matter whether others misunderstood her or not. She just wanted to get Xiao Chen back.
"No need to look for it, he has completely disappeared and will never appear again!"
Within the forbidden area of the Tiandao Alliance, two figures flew out again.
A woman in a white dress and a mysterious old woman.
"Is it you?"
Mengqing looked at the woman in the white dress in shock.
Although the appearance has changed slightly and is no longer similar to Xia Shiyun, the temperament is still the same. It is so illusory and ethereal, as if it is just a phantom with no entity.
More importantly, she also has the aura of the Exquisite Heart of Heaven.
Combined with various signs, it is proved that she is the real mastermind.
"What happened to you? Why did you suddenly enter the near-god realm?" The woman in the white dress stared at Mengqing, her eyes flashing with an inexplicable light.
Obviously in Thunder Heaven, Meng Qing was the Great Sage, but he was vulnerable in front of her.
But now, she can already feel a bit of pressure and threat from Mengqing.
"Go to the King of Hell and ask!"
Mengqing's angry sword rose again, and the ice and snow were swayed with great will. The sword was like a galaxy, covering three thousand realms, killing the woman in the white dress.
But I see that the woman in the white dress is always unpredictable and as steady as a mountain. She turns into a silvery wave in an understatement and blocks the sword of Meng Qing.
"Although you have been reborn, it is not that easy to defeat me!"
As soon as the woman in the white dress finished speaking, the mysterious old woman next to her suddenly burst out with near-divine power, and struck down Mengqing's sword with one palm.
Peng!
Even though Mengqing sheathed her sword in time and retreated to defense, she still suffered a violent shock and flew backwards for a hundred feet, and the blood in her body surged.
"Little girl, your ancestors don't dare to act wild here, you are still a lot younger!" The mysterious old woman looked directly at Mengqing coldly, quite sarcastically.
Meng Qing felt a wave of palm energy surging in her body. She couldn't suppress it for a moment and couldn't continue to use force. She could only raise her head and stare at the old woman and the woman in the white dress with hatred: "Who are you?"
"My name is Xuanji, and I once fought in the dark world with your ancestors!" the old woman said. "Your ancestors are indeed amazing and talented, worthy of the respect of the people in the world. But as her descendant, you are strong enough, but your character is not.
No, you can’t distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, right from wrong, what a pity!”
"Don't tell me those high-sounding truths, I'm not in the mood to listen!" Mengqing scolded, turning to the woman in the white dress and saying, "Who is she, and why can she imitate the breath of the exquisite heart of heaven?" (To be continued)