All Over the World To Save My Wife

Chapter 89: Astrologers and Rebels (18)

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    Gu Zhong frowned slightly, she could vaguely perceive what Ling Yan was about to say, the truth of the past and nakedness that she had not yet figured out how to face.

    Hiding the truth of the soul world and the unspeakable cruel ending, Ling Yan slowly narrated the past.

     

     

    Her lover is reliable but unobtrusive, but can always easily affect her thoughts. Whenever I think of her, I can dispel all the haze buried in my heart.

     

    The unfinished ending is another person's pursuit of his remnant.

    "So, I'm just a remnant soul? It's the same as the remnant in my sea of ​​​​knowledge?"

    Quietly listening to the whole story, Gu Zhong couldn't help feeling a little sour, but also inexplicably felt a sense of balance.

    No matter who it is, she or this remnant, after all, is not the person Ling Yan misses the most.

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    "It's not... Ah Zhong, you are you."

    Ling Yan seriously corrected her statement, even if she is a remnant, now she has developed self-awareness, so she cannot be treated casually and lightly.

    "It was mine before...I project all my feelings and expectations with her on you. Although you are similar, you are different."

    I locked herself in the cave for ten years, Ling Yan thought about it over and over again, tortured her heart, and came to such a sudden and sad answer.

    The care of each life is just a remnant of the soul, and before it is completely pieced together, it is not the care that has shared past memories with her and has deep feelings of mountains and seas.

    Maybe they all have Gu Zhong's obsession and feelings for her, maybe some aspect of them can always reflect Gu Zhong's character traits, but after all, they are all experiencing a new life, It also has its own temperament.

    They didn't accompany her in those ten thousand years of boring time, allowing her to experience countless tastes.

     

    Such feelings are not equal at the beginning.

    It's just that some things are given, and they can never be taken back.

    "Master...I..."

    —Since that person is doomed not to come back, it is not impossible for you to treat me as her.

    For a moment, Gu Zhong wanted to say this, but pride and self-respect completely blocked the sentence in his throat.

    She is who she is, and it is impossible to be someone's substitute.

    "In the future, I will distinguish you. Ah Zhong, you are still my apprentice.

    You don't have to take it to heart. With me, no one can move you. "

    Suppressing the emotions in her heart, Ling Yan returned to the position of a trustworthy master and issued a declaration of maintenance, even though it seemed that she no longer needed her protection.

    Gu Zhong was silent, even if he wanted to get closer, the invisible gap was deeply embedded in the hearts of the two.

    Maybe this is the most correct position and the best ending.

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    Because of Ling Yan, and also because of Gu Zhong's strong combat power, Star Luomen withstood the pressure of Xianmen hundred schools, and really did not do anything to Gu Zhong, even several times Send her to the Fairy Demon Battlefield to clear the demon clan that is active again and again.

    What Ling Yan said that day to save Gu Zhong was a prophecy.

    With Gu Zhong's sword that day, the demon king was seriously injured and fled, but he still did not die completely.

    Now it has not only recovered a little of its vitality, but its intelligence is also growing at an extremely terrifying rate.

    The demon race became more and more cunning and strategic on the battlefield, and the great advantage before Xianmen began to gradually lose.

    The demon king did not recover from his injuries, so he did not appear easily. If you want to find him and take his life while he is weak, it is much more difficult than rummaging for him in Blood Phoenix Mountain.

    This great battle has once again fallen into anxiety.

    If there is anything that affects the mood more than the demon clan recently, it is that Gu Zhong happened to meet the person from Purifying Water Gate.

    The people who bullied and mocked her in the past are now all in awe with a smiley face.

     

    Seeing all this in Gu Zhong's eyes, a trace of irritability and evil fire appeared in her heart, and she just wanted to make all these people disappear from her eyes, as if this would eliminate the unpleasant past.

     

    Now that she has such thoughts, she never expected it, as if something went wrong.

    I just don't wait to think carefully, and then I have to face the endless attacking monsters.

    Although the human race is the protagonist, the number is still far less than the ubiquitous thousands of creatures.

    Since the birth of the demon king, another obvious change is that any creature can become a demon.

    This means that if they do not completely kill the demon king, they will either have to slaughter everything, or wait for the monks to become extinct, otherwise this war will never end.

     

    After slashing a monster with his sword again, Gu Zhong suddenly felt exhausted, and then fell into a brief stun.

    Her thoughts began to wander, and she began to think about some issues that were not suitable for consideration at the moment.

     

     Sensing something was wrong, Gu Zhong quickly shook his head, trying to shake this inappropriate and dejected thought out of his head.

    Cultivation of immortality is a matter of fighting for fate with heaven.

    If you accept your fate, what kind of immortal will you cultivate?

    —I wasn't like this before.

    Gu Zhong reminded herself fiercely in her heart that for some reason, she was feeling more and more tired recently, and from time to time an urge to give up and destroy everything was born in her heart.

    This made her unconsciously remember the prophecy that Xia Xiange said.

    The words that I thought I didn't care about became the seeds of the devil buried in my heart at some point. They took root and sprout silently, and the vines soaked in venom gently entangled her mind, extracting her All firm ideals and beliefs are growing into a towering tree as fertilizer.

    —Will I really be the one who destroys the world.

    Thinking of this, Gu Zhong felt a chill down his spine, he involuntarily held the smoke cloud in his hand, and slashed a monster in front of him into two halves, frightened he was fighting with the monster of a white monk.

    Is all destiny really irresistible? No matter how many turns you turn, no matter how you avoid it, will you inevitably follow the established trajectory?

    After venting and passing, Gu Zhong finally calmed down and stabilized, but when she looked up, she saw a scene that made her eyes split.

    Yao Yun almost lost his life because he lost to a monster, so he didn't care much, he sacrificed a magic weapon he refined many years ago, and he will have the upper hand in an instant. Monster kill.

    This magic weapon is nothing else, it is made from the spiritual root that Gu Zhong was drawn from.

    Others may not discover the mystery, only Gu Zhong can sense the connection.

    As soon as the previous speculations were confirmed, the uncontrollable killing intent flooded into Gu Zhong's heart. Before she realized what she was doing, she swung out a sword and slammed Yao Yun out. Split into ashes.

      To dispel the anger in her heart, she just wanted to kill all the creatures present.

    The red bloodshots climbed up her eyes that were as bright as obsidian at some point, looking very eerie.

    Her body was out of control of her mind, and the sword energy in her hand was distributed, attacking all the places she could reach.

    The residual thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to sense something was wrong and struggled to wake up to take over.

    "Gu Zhong! What are you doing?"

    Until there was a loud shout not far away, the familiar call that reached her soul made her shudder.

    Gu Zhong, who was completely sober, looked at her hands full of blood and the corpses in disbelief. The monks who escaped from her sword all looked at her with expressions full of fear and hatred.

    —I really am the one who destroys the world.

    Gu Zhong thought so.

    Ling Yan, who was not at the same place with Gu Zhong, has been feeling restless since today. A cultivator has six senses, and it is unusual to have such a hunch.

    The one who has a cordial relationship with her, except for the sect master, is Zong Zhong. She immediately rushed to where Gu Zhong was.

    It was still half a step too late, she watched Gu Zhong kill like a demon, and only had time to save half of the people.

    This scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood is very much like the scene she most reluctant to recall in her memory.

    Ling Yan suddenly thought of Xia Xiange's prophecy and the attitude of lightly revealing and disregarding.

    If it is said that there is no handwriting of this woman, she will not believe it anyway.

     

    "Azhong..."

    Seeing Gu Zhong sober up, Ling Yan breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to step forward.

     

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    The author has something to say:

    On the handling of soul splitting, I have a little opinion, and I have struggled for a long time... Well, maybe everyone has their own opinions.

    

    Ah ah ah, thank you for the mines of the little angel "Deep in the Seventh Five-Year", it's a bar to hold it!

    //Thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2021-11-1900:37:32~2021-11-2000:53:12~

    Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: Deep in seven or five;

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: give me HE8 bottles of all the CP I knocked;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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