You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

Amidst the swaying light and shadow, the god half turned around, the golden light emitted by the high-level spell outlined the outline of his side face, and the pupils that were as dark as an endless abyss glanced over indifferently.

The gods don't seem to care about anything, even if there are evil thoughts like huge clouds and mountains in front of them, demons towering into the zenith, the cultivation of the true way is in danger, and the crooked demons and evil ways will swallow the world in a blink of an eye...

None of them could stir up the slightest ripple in the heart of the gods.

Feng Zixuan instinctively felt that standing in front of him was a god with boundless mana but a hollow heart.

"Come here." Chen Ke glanced at Feng Zixuan and said.

He doesn't have much time, so he can't waste it. After killing the evil thoughts, he will kill Feng Zixuan with his own hands and take Saturday away from this world.

If Feng Zixuan ran away during his evil thoughts, then he would come here for nothing, and he would have to accumulate points for half his life. When he returns to this world, children on Saturday will probably be able to play Soy sauce too.

Feng Zixuan walked towards Chen Ke involuntarily.

"do not go!"

Hold Feng Zixuan on Saturday.

The eyes of Chen Ke and Saturday met in the air.

Chen Ke narrowed his eyes.

Hold tight Sat.

The two became inexplicably deadlocked, as if everything around them disappeared, and they only had each other in their eyes.

Feng Zixuan felt like a transparent person, this feeling was very uncomfortable.

Also neglected is the evil thought of "standing upright", it has already taken shape, and Chen Ke didn't even look at him!

The evil thought let out a deafening roar, and swooped down suddenly.

"Be careful!" Saturday's eyes moved upwards, and he saw the suddenly enlarged yellow snake eyes.

Like a dark yellow spear, the snake's eyes broke through the Mount Tai shield without a sound, and suddenly appeared behind Chen Ke.

Chen Ke turned his head, the strong evil thoughts turned into a fishy wind, blowing his forehead hair, his pale forehead was exposed, under the brows, a pair of deep and dark eyes narrowed slightly.

Hoarse voices came from all directions: "You belong to me—"

"belong to me--"

"mine--"

The large versus the small, the visual disparity creates a thrilling impact.

Chen Ke paused for a moment without answering, and activated Taishan Shield again to push the snake's head away.

Feng Zixuan felt the hand on his wrist loosen.

The warm and cool touch disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, the man had passed him and came to the side of the god.

Saturday eagerly looked at the gods, his amber eyes were full of pleading: "Chen Ke, let's go, you have a way to get out of here, right?"

The god lowered his head and looked at Saturday: "What about you? You..."

"...It's dangerous...I'll find a way..."

They exchanged a few words in a low voice, the fishy wind became stronger, and broken words came from the wind.

A estrangement arose in Feng Zixuan's heart. He didn't understand why he could talk to the god so closely on Saturday. The way he looked at the god on Saturday was like looking at the most trustworthy and dependable person in the world.

Never looked at him like that on Saturday.

Even if Saturday said "I will trust you at any time", but that kind of trust is more like the elder brother's trust in the younger brother, which contains a kind of inexplicable pampering.

Rather than at this moment, with a dependent, even begging tone, with a deep gaze, willing to dedicate himself to the other party without reservation - that kind of attachment attitude towards his brother and protector, Feng Zixuan has never Saw it on Saturday.

Feng Zixuan felt a burst of panic.

At this time, the huge snake head began to hit the Taishan shield.

"Boom" - "Boom" -

The vibrations became more violent each time.

The Taishan shield extended dense cracks from the impact at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shock wave in the air made it impossible to stand firm on Saturday.

Chen Ke reached out to embrace Saturday, and at the same time, a voice like a narration sounded in Saturday's ear.

[The time of evil thoughts has passed 10 minutes.

When the evil thought leaves the carrier, although it can release the power of the heyday, it can only stay for a short 10 minutes. If it does not enter the next carrier within 10 minutes, it will collapse into a small and insignificant piece of evil thought.

Therefore, for Chen Ke, the time when the evil thought is the weakest is when it leaves the body.

After the unemotional statement.

The huge snake body like a mountain poured down on Chen Ke and Saturday, and the shattered evil thoughts blew past their ears with the howling wind, and scattered into the dark air.

The teachers and students of the Cultivation Academy who witnessed this moment couldn't believe that such a powerful and unscrupulous evil thought was defeated all at once?

There are no dazzling moves, no spiritual power flying all over the sky, between the gazes of the gods (people in the underground don't know what Chen Ke said, in their view, Chen Ke just turned his head to look at the evil thoughts) , The black giant snake collapsed instantly, turned into countless black fragments, and disappeared with the wind.

This is the miracle.

Everyone opened their mouths wide in astonishment, not understanding what happened. When the huge cloud mountain in the distant sky made a "rumbling" sound, it sagged inward one by one, like a pile of foam. Once the effect weakened, the originally magnificent volume It will shrink rapidly until it disappears completely.

Behind the black cloud mountain, the sky in City B at [-]:[-] in the morning has already revealed some bright colors.

What is even more strange is that a slender rainbow appeared directly above the Cultivation Academy, and one end of the rainbow bridge was falling on the place where the Xiyu fell.

Xiyu coughed and let out a breath of black air. He opened his eyes, as if seeing a familiar face.

"Senior brother?" Xiyu was surprised. Could it be that he died so soon and ascended to heaven to meet his senior brother?

Isn't that embarrassing?I was negligently possessed by someone, and I didn't beat my opponent at all, and even lost my old life... Xiyu's eyes dodged, and she didn't dare to look at her senior brother.

"You're not dead yet." Ning Yu reminded Xi Yu while clearing away the evil thoughts in Xi Yu's body.

"I'm not dead?" Xi Yu was shocked, "Then, how did I meet my brother?"

"Shuanglong Shouyu Huang, do you know what it is?" Ning Yu smiled.

"The magic weapon that senior brother gave me." Xiyu was nervous for a while, "I broke it..."

"It's a rainbow, it's a bridge for immortals to go down to earth." Ning Yu stroked Xiyu's pigtail facing the sky, "But the rainbow is fleeting, and the brother has to go back the same way, practice hard, and wait for you."

In the twilight of the sun, Xi Yu looked at the figure of his senior brother getting up and leaving.

"Crack."

The wristband quickly snapped a picture, and forgot to turn off the sound of taking pictures.

Ning Yu turned around suspiciously.

Xiyu Chunliang smiled innocently, and thought to himself, since he can only meet his senior brother for a while, it is better to keep some souvenirs and replace the bracelet screen with a new one - the previous photo of the back is really not enough to lick.

Ning Yu smiled and shook her head, boarded Hongqiao, and disappeared.

Xiyu stared blankly at the direction where his senior brother disappeared.

Even though we know we will meet again, parting still makes us sad.

I can see through thinking so.

If you can't see through it, you can't accept the possibility of parting.

After the evil thoughts were completely defeated, Feng Zixuan rushed to Saturday and dragged him away from Chen Ke.

The withered vines turned green again, the calyx stood upright, and the buds reappeared. This time, its mission was not to heal, but to enchant.

Even though he knew that his strength was far inferior to the gods, Feng Zixuan still wanted to struggle. He hugged Saturday tightly with both hands, and the two of them fell into the petals. The soft white buds were slightly tilted to one side due to imbalance.

On Saturday, he felt a white light flickering in front of his eyes, and a strong body was pressed heavily on his body. Feng Zixuan's arms were so hard that he had difficulty breathing.

"Don't go," Feng Zixuan said, "don't leave me alone."

His intuition was very accurate. The next moment, Chen Ke landed at the entrance of the flower bud, and the flower bud bent obliquely downward until it deviated from the original position at an angle of 90°.

Chen Ke easily penetrated the barrier set by Feng Zixuan.

Chen Ke stood at the entrance of the bud, as if standing in front of a cave, and the faint morning light cast his shadow into the heart of the flower, where Feng Zixuan was hugging Saturday tightly.

There was a dangerous glint in Chen Ke's eyes.

Feng Zixuan raised his head and looked at Chen Ke with hostility.

"Feng Zixuan..." Saturday tried to break free from him, but his strength was surprisingly strong.

"I don't care who you are, don't even think about taking him away from me." Feng Zixuan said coldly.

"..." Chen Ke looked at him condescendingly, with hatred in his tone, "Feng Zixuan, look at your appearance, after giving you such a long time, you are not even a martial god, so why should you?" How about robbing me?"

Feng Zixuan was stunned.

On Saturday, he finally broke free from Feng Zixuan and stood up.

"Come here." Chen Ke said to Saturday.

Saturday kept silent and obediently walked towards Chen Ke.

Feng Zixuan felt that his last hope had also been crushed.

This familiar feeling let him know that it was not the first time he had experienced this kind of despair, but when had he experienced it?

Strange memories flooded into his mind one after another, bringing out vivid pictures that he had never seen before——

Zhuo Liu died.

He rushed to Hades Hall and saw that the coral bed looked like a sleeping person.

He left in a hurry and spent the whole night in the library, desperate and wandering, but there was no Saturday to comfort him.

In order to get revenge, the people with the wind door picked up the decent family one by one.

Injure one thousand enemies, and self-inflict eight hundred.

He has left countless notorieties in the righteous way.

What's more, irreversible killings and blood feuds lie between him and the cultivation family.

However, all of this turned out to be Yan Xueyue's conspiracy in the end.

Zhuo Liu was not killed by cultivating the true way at all, but by Yan Xueyue who plotted to death. Yan Xueyue fooled Feng Zixuan with his trust.

What Yan Xueyue wanted was Feng Zixuan's body, as a carrier of evil thoughts, to inherit the Hades Palace.

Zhuo Liu, whom he has always admired, really alienated him, not some paper puppet.

Fengmen, which he had always wanted to protect, was ambushed and attacked by both good and evil because of him. Sun Wu was delirious after being attacked by the Flood Curse and never recovered. lost a leg.

The mentor he has always trusted, Yan Xueyue, is the one who started everything.

Is there anything cute, credible, and expectable in the world?

No more.

The numb heart shattered from the middle, making a crisp sound.

After losing all hope, Feng Zixuan became relaxed. He could fight Yan Xueyue freely, because he was no longer afraid, he was no longer afraid of losing, he had nothing to lose.

What's more, even if he dies here and disappears into ashes, no one will mourn him anymore.

Therefore, he can let go and fight, even if they die together, it is better than lingering.

There is no end to pain.

At the end is an epiphany.

But what happens after the epiphany?Become a god?

Feng Zixuan seemed to see himself reborn as a martial god in a dazzling light, slowly stepping out of the old skin, forgetting everything, abandoning everything, and sending out a blow that shook the world——

The huge black snake collapsed in that blow, and the cultivators on the ground cheered for him to defeat the evil thoughts. He saved the comprehension world by mistake, but this was not the result he wanted.

Come from the void, go from the void.

There is no end, only emptiness.

After shattering the void, he stood in the light.

The surroundings were so bright that he couldn't remember who Zhuo Liu was?What happened to them in the past?Why should he be sad?And why hope?

The things that were once unforgettable are like rice paper soaked in water, and the handwriting that has been carefully drawn stroke by stroke on it is all obliterated and scattered, so blurred that the shape cannot be recognized.

He looked at these fuzzy memories without any fluctuations in his heart. He grabbed them casually, crushed them, and fell into the wind, but he couldn't find a trace.

But what about Saturday?

Standing in the light, Feng Zixuan had doubts in his heart.

He remembered the name—Saturday.

This name is like the end of a lead, as long as you hold it tightly, you can find the exit of the empty maze and leave this terrible place.

"That's not Zhuo Liu."

On Saturday, a piece of paper doll was taken out from the heart of the person on the bed, and then, a gust of wind blew away the fluorescent light, and the false dolls dispersed with the wind.

"That's not Tianjun either."

When the Flood Curse came, Saturday summoned the flying sword, his sword control skills were not yet mature, and he wobbled Sun Wu away from the dangerous Fengfengshi.

"Yan Xueyue is not a good person at all, he just wants your body as a carrier of evil thoughts!"

In Hades Palace, Saturday bluntly exposed Yan Xueyue's true colors, not only that, but also set up a magic circle to drag him away who had suffered a sudden change and was in a daze.

"I believe in you, no matter when, I will believe in you."

When he came out of the flower bud and saw him and "Xiyu" fighting on Saturday, this was the first sentence he said.

Saturday……

Feng Zixuan covered his forehead, he felt a splitting headache, why did so many experiences he had never seen before appeared in his head, and they were so real, as if—there was no memory of the other side of Saturday, it really happened past things.

And Saturday is like a beautiful phantom, attached to the surface of cold reality, turning every cliff of despair into a gentle slope, and every despair is turned around because of Saturday's side.

Only in the end, he didn't become a Valkyrie.

"Feng Zixuan, I've given you so much time, but you haven't become a warrior yet."

The god said without the slightest emotion, but Feng Zixuan felt a sense of condemnation.

Become a Valkyrie?Why do you want to become a warrior?

If he becomes a Valkyrie, it means that if he loses everything, he hopes that he will never become a Valkyrie.

Although the Martial God is majestic and majestic, he is respected and sought after by the cultivation world. When he was young, he also made great wishes in the martial arts arena, saying that one day he would become a Martial God. I want to save some face in front of Zhuo Liu.

However, after a hundred years, his wish has long since changed.

He wants to be an asylum.

Shelter the wind door, and shelter those useless woods who, like him, were excluded from the cultivation of the true way because of their lack of talent.

More importantly, he wanted to protect Saturday.

Becoming a Valkyrie is no longer his obsession...

To become a patron is.

Feng Zixuan got up from the ground, he no longer panicked.

He doesn't want to distinguish which of the two memories is true and which is false, he just wants to wait for a verdict.

Regardless of the outcome, he admitted it.

"Ah Liu," Feng Zixuan fixed his eyes on Saturday, "Do you want to go with me or him?"

Sensing scorching gazes from two different directions, Saturday opened his mouth slightly, but did not speak.

Chen Ke felt restless, he grabbed Saturday's arm, dragged him behind him, and said to Feng Zixuan, "He has no choice, because you are going to die."

Feng Zixuan lowered his head and smiled, revealing an expression of understanding.

Sure enough, I chose someone else on Saturday...

"You do it." Feng Zixuan said, he faintly heard the sound of shattering, if he became a Valkyrie, he would be able to fight the gods, but - the people he wanted to protect had left, and he defeated and Who is happy for him, and who is waiting for him when he is defeated?

The sense of emptiness as real as a nightmare surrounded Feng Zixuan again, and he saw himself standing in the dazzling light, shattering the void and becoming a warrior god.

That self is so strange, with empty eyes, just like this god.

"Don't say it." Saturday suddenly stood in front of Chen Ke, and covered his mouth with his hand in desperation.

For this world, Chen Ke's words have the power to turn into substance. Although they can't kill people directly, they can hit a person at a fixed point by shortening the time and releasing high-level spells. Even evil thoughts can't bear Chen Ke's words. Ke's fixed-point attack, not to mention Feng Zixuan.

An angry look appeared in Chen Ke's eyes. He stared at Saturday, as if asking him silently: "Do you still want to go back?"

"Let's find a way." Saturday insisted, "There must be another way."

"..." Chen Ke grabbed Saturday's hand and pulled it off, "If there was a way, you would have thought of it a long time ago."

"I..." Saturday has never hated myself so much for being useless. He should be able to think of it. There must be a method that can take care of all aspects...

Chen Ke looked down at his watch: "There is still 1 minute left, I can only give you another 30 seconds."

He raised his head again and said to Saturday: "30 seconds, think of a way, if you can't think of it, don't stop me."

Gritting his teeth on Saturday, second by second, he could almost hear the rhythmic tick-tock of the countdown. When he was buried in various negative emotions, it reminded him all the time-you can't think of it, you can't think of it. If you come up with any method, you can only accept this result, Feng Zixuan must die.

"29, 28, 27..."

Time is passing by bit by bit, as if Ling Chi.

Feng Zixuan stood behind Saturday, and he saw dark blood oozing from the place on Saturday's back where he had been injured.

He walked over and put a water healing stream, the blood gradually faded, and finally disappeared.Feng Zixuan was satisfied to see Saturday's injury healed. He put his arms around Saturday's waist from behind and breathed a familiar scent through his nose.

"..." Saturday closed his eyes, at this moment, he didn't want to waste time on anything else.

Feng Zixuan looked at Chen Ke, and deliberately provocatively kissed the tip of Saturday's ear.

Chen Ke narrowed his eyes, like an irritated feline, the hairs all over his body exploded.

However, there was an agreement first, and he had to wait until 30 seconds had passed before he could do anything.

"23, 22, 21..."

Feng Zixuan lowered his head, and said in Saturday's ear: "I just had a nightmare, dreaming that there was never any Saturday, only one Zhuo Liu."

Freeze Saturday.

Feng Zixuan put his hand into the hem of Saturday's clothes, and his rough-skinned palm, which has been practicing martial arts all year round, slowly stroked the sensitive skin on his waist. Saturday wanted to dodge, but was imprisoned by his other hand.

What did he find?thought Saturday in horror.

But at this time, Chen Ke, who was close at hand, was once again aroused with murderous intent, and the person he admired was hugged by other men, kissed and touched, which is tolerable or unbearable!

However, to kill Feng Zixuan justifiably and make Saturday irrefutable, this matter cannot become a fish bone between the two of them in the future.

He had to endure it for another ten seconds.

"19, 18, 17..."

"He was very ruthless to me. He neither helped me build a foundation, nor applied for Class A for me..." Feng Zixuan whispered, his mood seemed to be very depressed, "In that nightmare, there were no paper puppets, From beginning to end, there is only one Zhuo Liu."

Turning his head slightly on Saturday, he wanted to know how much Feng Zixuan remembered - the plot in the main text.

"15, 14, 13..."

"You don't like me forcing you, that's why you ran away?" Feng Zixuan leaned against Saturday's profile, and gently kissed the corner of his mouth, "Like this?"

"Crack", a crack appeared on the laptop.

A blue current burst out.

Feng Zixuan deliberately smiled and looked at Chen Ke, who looked like a pot bottom: "—but he dare not even kiss you, a god who has no desires and desires, should stay in the sky."

Feeling his face was so hot that he could fry an egg on Saturday, he hit Feng Zixuan's ribs hard with his elbow: "Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy," Feng Zixuan's chest rose and fell, and he breathed hot breath behind Saturday's ear, "I'm not a god, I'm human, I can't restrain my desire, Saturday, I don't care about you and Zhuo Liu What is the relationship, I love you."

On Saturday, he realized that Feng Zixuan was expressing his final thoughts.

"It was you who saved me, you gave me the trust I wanted, you gave me a good past, and a complete wind door brother, I think, I will never let go of these, to be a selfless Martial God." Feng Zixuan's body gradually faded, and he was no longer as solid as before, he still hugged Saturday and buried his head in his neck, "Thank you, I remembered it... Becoming a Martial God At that time, I was very unwilling, I didn't want that ending, but I had no choice."

"After I became a god, I thought every day, why should I become a god? It's so uncomfortable to be a god. Whoever loves to become a god will succeed, but I have no other choice—until you came to me and reopened everything, allowing me to find I have achieved the goal I really want - to become a protector." The light spots scattered from Feng Zixuan's body and scattered into the air, his figure was as thin as a veil in the sun, "A Liu, You don't need to choose, because... there has never been any choice, I am him, he is me, only in his most difficult time, if he does not abandon us, he will go to perish, so, there will be the current situation."

Feng Zixuan raised his head, his obsession dissipated, and he smiled slightly at Chen Ke who was opposite him: "It can also be said that he... deserves it."

After finishing speaking, Feng Zixuan kissed Saturday in front of Chen Ke. Under Saturday's shocked gaze, it scattered into a speck of light and disappeared into the faint morning light.