Reborn, being taken care of by the enemy Empress blocking the resurrection point

Yu Du looked at Gao Yunjing with interest, "You don't seem to want to see such a scene, but do you dare to say that you were not behind all this?"

Hearing this, Gao Yunjing suddenly came back to his senses. When he reached out and touched his face, he found a tear of love streaking across his face. He became very panicked.

He sheds tears because of other people's things, this is him!

He has been swayed by emotion.

How could Gao Yunjing allow this!

If the relationship is particularly good and the other party is kind to you, that's fine, but it can't be like this!

Yu Du was still aloof, as if the one who was a little embarrassed just now was not him. His handsome face was full of ridicule, "Can you still be yourself when you have feelings?"

Gao Yunjing felt that his eyes were blank and he didn't know how to answer this question.

It is true that Wu Tianxu's death today did have something to do with him. From the first day of his rebirth, he began to plot against the strongest man in the human race.

But when Zhen Gang Duofang died in front of his eyes, Gao Yunjing felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

It seems that I don't like the ending I arranged.

"Hahaha!" Yudu laughed heartily. His smile was both arrogant and cold, just like the cold wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell, making people unable to help but feel chills in their hearts.

"Can't you answer my question?"

Sikong Longxiang watched this scene with an indifferent expression. He had spent so much time becoming a human that he almost forgot everything about himself.

I don’t want to say more because I’m afraid of contaminating the human past.

"Gao Yunjing, I suddenly feel sorry for you." Yu Du was suspended in the sky, with his arms folded and his tone pitiful.

"You are the most tenacious person I have ever seen. You cannot be said to have gathered the best of all human beings, but you can definitely be said to be the most difficult to deal with!"

"You don't even look like a human being. Unfortunately, with feelings, you are doomed to fail."

"When you have feelings and cares, you also have weaknesses. Naturally, you have weaknesses, and you can't be yourself~"

"who said it!"

A cold and stern shout interrupted this personal talk show, and Luo Baiyue had unknowingly touched the back of the two gods.

The long sword in his hand that has been covered in dust for a long time finally shows its edge today!

Just like she has been in the dust for a long time!

The long sword drew a line of cold sword light, and the world was filled with bright sword light in an instant. There was no color, only a fierce murderous intent!

Gao Yunjing's eyes were completely white, and even if the murderous intention was not directed at him, it would still make people feel a burst of pain.

Sikong Longxiang was cut off at the waist without any surprise, and most of Yudu's body was separated, leaving only a small part connected.

The god did not wail, only groaned, but this brought back Gao Yunjing, who was wandering outside.

There is nothing shocking to him. Luo Baiyue did not always have his help in her previous life, but a large number of gods still died at her hands.

He has been deliberately trying to make Luo Baiyue hide his weakness, just to catch him by surprise!

Now that the trick that had been hidden came into play, Gao Yunjing naturally wanted to seize the opportunity.

He knew that Sikong Longxiang must not be dead yet, and the life of a god would not dissipate so easily.

The long sword in his hand flashed with a blinding light, golden flames entangled, and purple thunder roared.

The golden flames erupted uncontrollably when the cyan wind blew slightly.

Gao Yunjing's sword penetrated Sikong Longxiang's body cleanly, without a trace of stagnation, just smoothly.

Sikong Longxiang's black and golden eyes were already covered with a layer of death's ashes, but a smile appeared on his face, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Gao Yunjing.

He struggled to pull the young man in front of him, gently hugged the young man into his arms, and leaned next to him. His tone and movements were as gentle as a pair of lovers.

It seems that even death cannot separate them.

His voice was soft and without a trace of nostalgia. Perhaps this was a god. Even death could not do anything to him.

Because death cannot conquer such a proud life.

"Since you are going to hell, you might as well accompany me!"

In an instant, the two tall figures were completely entangled by golden flames, purple thunder, and cyan wind, and finally the rising rocks closed together.

When the dust settled, the giant cocoon formed by the rock stood quietly on the ruins of the city.

"It seems like you and I are the only ones left." Yu Du calmly patted his white clothes that were torn and stained with mud, but he could no longer tell what color they were.

Luo Baiyue sat slumped on the spot, looking straight at the giant rock cocoon.

All this happened so fast, from when she drew her sword to Gao Yunjing, rushed forward and killed Sikong Longxiang with one sword, and then when Sikong Longxiang fought back before his death.

All this happened in just a moment, and everything was settled in the blink of an eye.

The person died like that, without leaving even a last word. He was obviously so famous before his death, but he didn't leave a word.

"Okay, okay." Yudu walked up to Luo Baiyue and actually said to comfort him: "People can't be resurrected after death, so just give him a happy farewell song!"

A cheerful and bright song actually sounded during this time. Every note of that song was so bright and cheerful.

But why does it sound so faintly sad?

Luo Baiyue felt like her heart was empty. She seemed to have broken free from the prison that the top human beings had personally created for her.

But now?

she does not know.

"Make sad things cheerful. Anyway, if you die, you can't come back. You just can't come back. Those who should leave will leave."

After a long time, a smile finally appeared on Luo Baiyue's face. It was hard to tell whether the smile was indifference, sarcasm, or a simple muscular smile.

The only thing that was certain was that it was indeed a smile.

Her voice was as cold and bright as ever, like a thrush singing gracefully in the forest.

"Do gods also appease humans?"

"Or do gods also have sad moments?"

"No." Yu Du folded his arms and shrugged, his tone casual and comfortable, "I don't want to comfort you, but some people do."

"Who?"

"Wan Wenxiu, my body is the host and carrier. With it, I can achieve perfect rebirth."

"It's just that I was also affected by his body. His will has not completely died, and his muscle instincts are still there."

"He is still the real owner of this body, but now I am in charge of it."

"Forget it, it's useless to say this." Yu Du raised his hand, and the black objects like flowing light gathered in his hand to form a one-handed sword.

"It seems that you don't want to live anymore, so let me, a considerate god, help you get rid of it!"

The long sword cut through the air and fell like a stream of light!