Don't fall in love, Xiuxian

Probably because she was too tired yesterday, Chu Xia slept all day, and she was still a little confused when she opened her eyes.

But soon, the previous incident appeared in his memory, Chu Xia sat up suddenly, pressed something with his hand, and looked down, it was the little white cat doll.

His expression softened, and he stroked the little white cat's head twice before putting it back into the storage ring.

He Qianjun appeared at the right time, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand: "Are you awake? Eat something to replenish your strength."

"I didn't expect you to sleep for so long." He gently stroked Chu Xia's hair, watching the young man lower his head and sip his porridge, and slightly bent his eyes.

"It may be that the spiritual power is consumed too much." Chu Xia said, after he drank the porridge, he did feel a pure spiritual power swaying in his body. After a little movement, he found that he did not know when he broke through to Mahayana later stage.

"The exhaustion of spiritual power will indeed bring the benefit of an increase in the total amount of spiritual power. You have been suppressed and have not made a breakthrough. When you fell into a coma yesterday, you will naturally break through." He Qianjun said.

He sat on the chair beside the bed, leaned back, and crossed his hands on his lap: "how is it, are you better?"

"Yeah." Chu Xia nodded and put the bowl aside: "Can you tell me the truth now?"

In fact, he already had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

"This is the inside of a spirit weapon." He Qianjun cut to the chase, "It's similar to Fang Quan's spirit weapon, but more advanced than it."

"There really is such a spiritual weapon..." Chu Xia pursed her lips, a little incredulous.

"Of course." He Qianjun smiled: "I am the owner of this spirit weapon. Because of some accidents, I separated my consciousness and put it into the spirit weapon."

"That's why you say you are the master of this world." Chu Xia nodded clearly: "So, are you going to leave here now?"

"Yes." He Qianjun said while secretly looking at his expression: "If possible, I hope you can leave with me."

"Then what about the people here?" Chu Xia frowned: "The four of them are important figures here, and their sudden disappearance will definitely cause turmoil."

It is not impossible to directly lead to a major reshuffle of the forces in the fairy world.

"I have my own arrangements for this." He Qianjun touched his chin, his golden eyes drooped, and his pensive look somehow overlapped with Wen Yuanliang: "It's just that I can't stay here for a long time. will be destroyed."

"Why did the Dao of Heaven destroy you?" Chu Xia expressed curiosity. In his impression, the Dao of Heaven represents absolute justice. There must be a reason for it to destroy something.

Could it be that He Qianjun is a big devil?Is the sky so angry that people need Tiandao to do it himself?

"The outside world is about to be destroyed." He Qianjun's eyes darkened: "At the beginning, a great war almost destroyed two-thirds of the population. Natural disasters and man-made disasters, now only the monks can survive."

Chu Xia opened her eyes wide, never thinking that the outside world would be so miserable.

"If the outside is okay, we can release all the people here, but now, even the way of heaven wants to start again, so the people here might as well continue to live in the spiritual weapon." He Qianjun said.

"Then if you go out, don't you want to tell the gods?" Chu Xia showed worry on his face.

Although he is not familiar with the current He Qianjun, he has the memory of Mo Yan, and on the other hand, he cannot deny that he is Mo Yan.

He Qianjun also showed a headache expression: "The way of heaven wants to completely destroy this world, and start everything again in the afterlife. But if the way of heaven is destroyed, the world will lose order and become more chaotic."

His current strength can actually severely damage the way of heaven, but that may indirectly destroy the world.Even He Qianjun couldn't do anything in the face of such a huge karma.

"After I go out, I may hurt the way of heaven, break the void and leave this world." He Qianjun said: "So I want to take you away."

"Is there a world outside the world?" Chu Xia focused on other places.

"Of course, this is just one of them. I went to an interesting place back then, and the system Zhong Ling talked about was a product of it." He Qianjun smiled slightly.

"Are you leaving now?" Chu Xia nodded and asked after a moment of thought.

"No, I need to stay here for a while." He Qianjun rubbed his temples: "It takes time to integrate the memories of thousands of years."

"Of course, at this time, I will continue to pursue you." He smiled, and seemed to be struggling with the address for a moment, and finally chose a brand new nickname: "Summer."

Chu Xia's face was a bit complicated, he responded in a low voice, looked at He Qianjun's appearance, thought of something, subconsciously touched his arm.

He Qianjun's appearance is actually more like Shen Fan's, but his eyebrows and eyes seem to be more majestic, and may be somewhat similar to Mo Yan's frowning eyebrows in terms of ferocity.Wen Yuanliang's shadow could be found slightly in the golden eyes, but as for Lian Qing's features, it didn't seem to show on the other party.

Chu Xia sized him up a bit, but her mood was still delicate.

All of a sudden, everyone's accounts were gathered on one person, which made him a little overwhelmed.After settling accounts with the other party, I felt that he was a little innocent, but it didn't count, and I felt uncomfortable.

"When your memory is fused, I have something to tell you." Chu Xia said in the end.

"Okay." He Qianjun raised his eyebrows, hoping it was a confession, although he knew it was impossible.

Although he has received the memories now, but because there are too many, he can't see them all, but those few warm and fiery emotions are all poured into his heart, so that when he looks at Chu Xia, he feels that there is a soft light around the young man .

Although Zhong Ling's move was a bit reckless, the result was quite good.He Qianjun slightly bent his lips.

But not in a hurry to absorb the memory yet, he first entered the refining room to refine a few puppets, transformed into four people, and placed a sufficient number of spirit stones to ensure that he could display the strength of the Celestial Immortal Stage.

Injecting the memory, and giving the order to maintain their temperament, let them leave and go back to their respective forces.

As soon as Chu Xia went out, he bumped into "Mo Yan", he stopped suddenly, and immediately ran up: "Master?"

"Mo Yan" stopped in his tracks, lowered his head and smiled at him: "What's wrong?"

Even though he was very similar to the master in his memory, no, it should be exactly the same, even the curve of the corner of his mouth was exactly the same, but Chu Xia just didn't feel right, he pursed his lips and took a step back.

Someone hugged him from behind, He Qianjun leaned closer and whispered in his ear: "It's just a puppet."

Chu Xia trembled, lowered her eyes: "I see."

He stood on the spot and saw the other three puppets leaving. He suddenly felt a little suffocated. He subconsciously covered his chest, clutched his clothes tightly, and gasped for breath.

"I'm here, you still have me." He Qianjun didn't expect to have such a big influence on him, hugged him, and kept whispering in his ear: "You still have me."

The tinnitus subsided, and Chu Xia's breathing gradually calmed down.He pushed He Qianjun away, closed his eyes, and looked a little cold.

He knew that he shouldn't blame the other party, but the feeling of loss was too painful, and he didn't feel it before, but after seeing the puppet like Mo Yan, he suddenly realized that his master had really disappeared.

Is the person who has Mo Yan's memory but has a different personality still Mo Yan?Chu Xia didn't know, he only knew that he couldn't treat He Qianjun as Mo Yan at all.

There was mist in his eyes, but it disappeared quickly, and he said, "I'll go out for a while."

"Where are you going?" He Qianjun was taken aback.

"Just walk around." Chu Xia said, he felt that he could not face He Qianjun for the time being: "It's in Yucheng."

He Qianjun stared at him for a moment, then nodded slowly: "Go, it's good to relax."

He watched Chu Xia turn and leave almost eagerly, and stroked his chest, as if a poisonous snake was biting his heart, injecting venom into it, the pain under paralysis was somewhat dull, but even more unbearable.

"Sure enough, I'm still jealous, obviously it's the same person." He Qianjun pursed his lips tightly, waved his hand and released a puppet: "Follow up and protect him."

And he himself went into the room, wanting to fuse all the memories as soon as possible, especially the time when he was Mo Yan.

Different experiences lead to his different consciousness and personality, but after falling in love with someone, the fiery feelings and strong desire/desire that burst out from the bottom of his heart are the same.Jealousy and possessiveness, even for oneself, cannot be avoided.

As for Chu Xia, he walked with his head down and didn't look in the direction. When he realized it, he found that he had walked to the shop where Mo Yan bought him dolls when he first came to Yucheng.

Now that he was here, he stepped in.The store's business is still very good, probably because he recognized his identity, Chu Xia was soon invited to a separate room.

"Can this be fixed?" Chu Xia took out the little white cat doll.

"This..." The person in charge picked up the doll and looked at it: "Has it been struck by lightning?"

He can now detect the violent energy from the scorched black.

"Yes, can it be repaired?" Chu Xia asked again, he seemed a little anxious, tapping his fingers on his legs.

"This white cat is the work of the master a long time ago. It is only the fur of an ordinary spirit beast. It is damaged to such an extent that it may not be repairable, but it can be remade." The person in charge shook his head and said again. remedy.

Chu Xia pursed her lips, and took the doll back: "No need, since it can't be repaired, this is fine."

For him, the new has no meaning.