Silly White Sweet Villain Transformation Plan[Transmigration Book]

The beam of light is quite different from the outside world. This place is like a closed space. Once you step in, you will enter another world, and you can't hear any hustle and bustle about the outside world.

But even if the voices from outside could come in, Feng Zhiyuan didn't care about Xia at the moment, he stared at the person in front of him, motionless, he didn't even dare to blink, for fear that if he closed his eyes and opened them again, everything in front of him would be ruined. everything will disappear.

From the outside, the beam of light is not big, but inside it is very spacious, separated by a layer of water-like barrier, behind the barrier, is a completely different scene from the place where Feng Zhiyuan stood, it was pitch black.

The water-like barrier in the middle is fluctuating and flowing, like a transparent film in a liquefied state. Feng Zhiyuan tried to touch it, and the barrier softly wrapped his fingers. He wanted to go further, but the barrier could not be pierced .

The barrier divides the world in the beam of light into two halves, one half is black and the other is white. On the dark side, a huge black cocoon is cut open, revealing the person with closed eyes inside.

Feng Zhiyuan's heart trembled unceasingly, even if the person in the giant cocoon was turned into ashes, he would not admit his mistake.

That's Fu Siqian.

Feng Zhiyuan tried his best to control his emotions. Fu Siqian disappeared in his arms. Yan Junxing said that Zheri is a magic weapon that can devour the Lord. Although he was unwilling, he couldn't convince himself that it was a lie.

But at this time, Fu Siqian really appeared in this beam of light, right in front of him.

Could it be an illusion of illusion?

Suddenly, a voice sounded out of thin air: "Husbands and things, all return to their roots..."

Feng Zhiyuan's eyes widened, watching the people behind the barrier start to move, Fu Siqian tilted his head, from this angle he could see a little redness in his brow, Feng Zhiyuan's heart almost jumped out.

That familiar red is the imprint of the soul, the imprint of the soul that he once planted on Fu Siqian!

When Yuanhuo was overturned, it was not that he had tried to sense the imprint of the soul, but he didn't feel it. Feng Zhiyuan clenched his lower lip, and now he felt the familiar breath from Fu Siqian.

This is not an illusion, nor is it an illusion, it is his Fu Siqian.

The real and living Fu Siqian.

Feng Zhiyuan's heart was in a mess, he couldn't do anything else for a while, he just stood blankly on the side of the barrier, staring almost greedily at the sleeping person with closed eyes.

Compared with Feng Zhiyuan's panic, Fu Siqian's situation is much calmer. He feels like he is suspended in mid-air, unable to touch any reality, and a thick sense of oppression floods in like a tide, imprisoning his whole body. He was dying, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't move an inch, he couldn't open his eyes, he just felt extremely heavy in consciousness.

"Returning to the root means tranquility, and tranquility means restoration of life..."

The intermittent sound of chanting poems rang in his ears, and gradually the oppressive feeling disappeared, and his eyelids became much lighter. Fu Siqian suddenly found that he could open his eyes.

He saw that he seemed to be in a huge black cocoon. The walls of the cocoon were covered with slender and twisted white threads, criss-crossing. A white net was woven, and slowly, the white silk almost swallowed the black cocoon.

It is a cocoon re-covered in extreme color.

Fu Siqian squinted, and he stretched out his hand to touch the wall of the cocoon. The smooth and cold touch told him that it just looked like a cocoon, but it was not actually a cocoon. According to the feel, it was closer to glass.

He didn't know how he came here. He remembered that he was clearly at the bottom of Broken Soul Cliff, and Feng Zhiyuan was with him. At that time, a vision suddenly appeared in Zhe Ri, and the inner demon was fighting with Zhe Ri. Ask him if the wound hurts... By the way, the wound!

Fu Siqian wanted to check the wound on his chest, but he was stunned as soon as he lowered his head. The clothes he was wearing were changed, not the original snow-colored white clothes, but... the clothes he wore in the world outside the book.

White shirt and suit pants.

How can this be? !

Fu Siqian's pupils constricted, and he subconsciously raised his hand to touch his heart. It was smooth and clean, without any sign of injury, and his heartbeat was stable and normal, and he didn't feel any pain.

A sound of chanting poems knocked on my ears: "Husbands and things, all of them return to their roots. Returning to their roots means tranquility, and tranquility means returning to life..."

Then the white silk on the black cocoon suddenly burst into a burst of dazzling white light, densely scattered all over the black cocoon, so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it, Fu Siqian had to raise his hand to cover his eyes.

On the other side of the barrier, Feng Zhiyuan frowned, not only because of Fu Siqian's attire, but also because no matter how much noise he made here, Fu Siqian didn't respond.

Feng Zhiyuan pursed his lips and carefully studied the barrier in front of him. He guessed that the barrier in front of him should be a one-way barrier. He could see a series of Fu Siqian's movements, but Fu Siqian couldn't see him.

Feng Zhiyuan tried to attack the barrier, but the power of the barrier is very strange, like the vast mountains, seas and rivers, it is extremely tolerant, it can easily defuse his attack without hurting him at all, just like the elders treat naughty Like his children and grandchildren, he pampered his actions almost pamperingly.

Feng Zhiyuan was disgusted enough by his own thought, it made him feel like being played with in someone's palm, it was not a wonderful experience anyway.

Fortunately, he could still see Fu Sigan, and was able to confirm that Fu Sigan was alive and safe. This allowed Feng Zhiyuan to forcefully control his emotions in a restless mood, so as not to do anything that would hurt the enemy.

Another thing he was very concerned about was Fu Siqian's attire in front of him. He had never seen that attire and hair before. Feng Zhiyuan touched the barrier and murmured softly, "Is it another world?"

Before recovering his memory, Fu Siqian once said that he came from another world. Feng Zhiyuan remembered that the reason why he designed so many things thousands of years ago was because Fu Siqian's spirit got out of control and drifted to another world.

Meng Lang's weird clothes and abrupt hair, is this what Fu Siqian looked like in another world?

The attitude towards clothing in the comprehension world shows a trend of polarization, extremely open and extremely not open, and can basically be generally distinguished by the righteous way and the demon world.The orthodox way has always been based on etiquette and etiquette, and the clothes and appearance are all about restraint, while the demon world has a different attitude, not as conservative as the orthodox way.

After seeing all the demon cultivators in revealing clothes, Feng Zhiyuan asked himself that his ability to accept was pretty good, but for Fu Sigan in front of him, he still couldn't help blushing slightly. Fu Sigan's attire was simply worse than the most unrestrained demon cultivators in the demon world. .

Thinking of this, Feng Zhiyuan couldn't help feeling a little strange in his heart, Fu Siqian has been in another world for so long, could it be that he is dressed like this?Wouldn't that make people read it all over again?

Although the situation was not easing at this time, Feng Zhiyuan still had a little distraction from the struggle with the barrier, and secretly muttered in his heart to vent his emotions and dissatisfaction.

If the barrier between them was removed, the distance between the two would be less than ten meters, but separated by a barrier, what the two see and what they think in their hearts are completely different. They are clearly in the same world, but they seem to be separated by a natural moat. Gap, never able to embrace each other.

This is really an ironic story.

"Oh!"

There was a loud noise, and the white light slowly dissipated. Fu Siqian put down his hand that was in front of his eyes, and then countless fragments flashed across his eyes. Those fragments spread out in front of his eyes one by one. , like countless TV screens, played in turn in front of his eyes.

It was all the things he experienced before he wore the book.

From childhood to adulthood, from spring to winter, from morning to night, from eating to sleeping...everything he has done is played slowly before his eyes.

Facing those familiar faces and familiar things, Fu Siqian only felt horrified, and the fear of being controlled by surveillance swept through his mind, and there was no privacy in his life at this moment.

Fu Siqian clenched his fists unconsciously. He stood up from the black cocoon, with uncontrollable anger in his brows and eyes. The discomfort of being peeped and teased made him unable to control his emotions. It's all coldness and anger.

He was extremely sure that someone was deliberately trying to provoke him, and obviously that person had succeeded.

"get out!"

In the darkness, only the memory clips suspended in mid-air and played slowly gave off a faint light, and Fu Siqian's voice caused a reverberation, which seemed empty and lonely.

He shattered the scene in front of him with a wave of his hand, but when he put down his hand, the scattered fragments gathered again and continued to play, as if laughing at his powerlessness.

It is really powerless.

He could feel that the people who arranged these things were stronger than him, and there was an irrefutable feeling of wanting to surrender in his heart, which was a feeling that had never appeared in the years he had lived.

Until all the scenes played to the end, countless fragments combined into a huge screen, and a picture was frozen on the screen: a bloody man lying on the road, his body was severely deformed, and half of his face was bloody. Beside the man, Parked a car that was more than half dented, one side of the door fell to the ground, and a layer of blood was spattered on it.

——It was a very serious car accident.

Fu Siqian's head was in a daze, not only because of the person lying in the pool of blood, but also because of the person standing beside the car. The person's peach blossom eyes were full of lust, and he just looked at him lying on the ground dripping with blood, and slowly pulled out A satisfied smile.

When Fu Siqian was obsessed with the scene in front of him, the picture suddenly moved, and dozens of different pictures were scattered around. There were two identical people in all the pictures, but the clothes and dresses of each picture were different. Some could see the face clearly, and some could not, because the face was either badly stained with blood or destroyed beyond recognition.

In addition, these pictures have one thing in common: they all present extremely gruesome ways of death.

Fu Siqian felt chills all over his body, these pictures gave him a sense of familiarity, even though he had never seen any other pictures except the one that appeared at the beginning.

But it does not prevent him from inferring all the things at all. This is basically a sub-question. The form of the question is various, and the information revealed is the same: he is the one who died, and when he died, there was a person standing beside him. That person is Feng Zhiyuan.

The person who asked this question wanted to make him understand a truth: Feng Zhiyuan had killed Fu Siqian countless times.

There is no need to bother to guess, all these pictures should be the life he has experienced, escaped countless times and was killed countless times, every time Feng Zhiyuan was merciless.

Find him and kill him.

Infinite reincarnation.

The sorrows and joys of human beings are not interlinked, and he has never experienced thinking that he will never be able to put himself in his own shoes. Fu Siqian has never taken the misunderstandings in his previous life and Feng Zhiyuan's revenge behavior to heart. Until this moment, he saw these pictures, these countless times in his life. In the end, he just realized how much hatred Feng Zhiyuan once held against him.

While being shocked and sighing, he felt puzzled, what did the person behind the scenes mean by showing him this?

There is no need to think about this question, because the answer will appear in the next second, and a majestic voice mixed with hidden emotions suddenly sounded: "Do you hate him?"

The barrier in this beam of light was indeed one-way, because Feng Zhiyuan could see and hear all the images and sounds that appeared from Fu Siqian's side, and because of this, his blood was completely cold.

He absorbed the memories sealed in the Soul Concentrating Lamp, and learned about Fu Siqian's countless reincarnations in the past in the Abyss of Fire. He understood and remembered deeply. He is a great torment.

The two have experienced too many things together, and Fu Siqian has already given him enough sense of security, so Feng Zhiyuan is not concerned about what Fu Siqian will think when he knows these things, he believes that their relationship will not be misunderstandings and discussions Mo, I believe that Fu Siqian will always choose him absolutely.

What he cared about was the person who asked that sentence.

This is not a simple question. According to this sentence, Feng Zhiyuan can deduce something deeper. He has never forgotten where this is. will attract some unusual attention.

This could very well be another impasse.

Fu Siqian's answer came from the other side of the barrier, with a sneer full of pride: "Why should I hate him? It's too late for me to love him."

Feng Zhiyuan raised the corners of his lips, looked at the person standing in the darkness through a barrier, and gave him life and love. Even in a desperate situation, he could still see the light that Fu Siqian brought him.

Fu Siqian also understood at this time that the other party did not have any malice towards him, and nine out of ten the malice was aimed at his relationship with Feng Zhiyuan.

There are many people in the world who scold him and Feng Zhiyuan, and most of them have a spectatorial attitude towards their feelings. It is the first one who can ignore what they have done and focus on their feelings.

Fu Siqian was born rebellious, especially after giving birth to inner demons. When he was the god of war in the North Sea, he would hide a thing or two. Now that he has been reincarnated for thousands of years, he completely ignores and lets himself go. The more he is forced to do what he does, the more he will want to do.

Very rebellious, and rebellious no one can distinguish.

The person who asked the question didn't make a sound for a while, probably because he was stabbed by Fu Siqian's words.

Separated by a barrier, Fu Siqian and Feng Zhiyuan both sat on the ground, confirmed that the person who asked the question was not malicious, they relaxed a lot, and waited for the other party's next reaction with great interest.

After a long time, the voice asked again: "Why do you like him?"

Although these words were somewhat sarcastic, the tone was full of doubts, as if they were really incomprehensible, rather than deliberate belittling and mocking.

"Why don't I like him?"

On the one hand, Fu Siqian thought it was funny, but on the other hand he was a little bit shy. He often said something about Meng Lang to Feng Zhiyuan, which was much more serious than liking it. My heart was burning hot.

Before the man could say anything, Fu Siqian added in a low voice: "I really like him so much."

He hides a star, holds it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, holds it in his mouth for fear of melting, and wants to pull it out to show off to the world, but he is reluctant, entangled and contradictory.

Feng Zhiyuan coughed twice, with an unconcealable smile in his brows and eyes, he looked at Fu Siqian unscrupulously through the barrier, feeling shy and sweet.

He imitated Fu Siqian and whispered: "I really like you too."

The person who asked the question obviously couldn't just accept it like this, and the voice was a little uncomfortable after being repeatedly stimulated. Compared with the previous ones, the question this time seemed very malicious: "You are born enemies, the two are born with intelligence, kill The other party is a fate engraved on your bones and blood, even if you like him, you can't reverse God's will, after all, either you kill him or he kills you, he doesn't belong to you, do you understand?"

These words were really merciless, and at the same time, it hit a sore spot in Fu Siqian's heart. Although he didn't want to admit the theory of being born with spiritual intelligence as a rival, it seemed that he and Feng Zhiyuan were really like this. They were clearly in love but missed thousands of years due to misunderstandings .

Fu Siqian's face darkened as he thought about it, and his words were also full of momentum: "I don't understand, what is fate, he is the person I want to love even if I die, the two of us will love each other." die in one place."

Feng Zhiyuan heard another voice asking: "Could it be possible that you will die with him?"

Before today, Feng Zhiyuan never thought that he would say such nasty words without hesitation. He had discussed with Yan Fangshi about the death of love in the script before, and he still remembered that he said it was for People who are obsessed with love will do things that he doesn't like in the world. Who deserves him to do this?

Tsk, it can be seen that words cannot be too full, and now there is one.

Feng Zhiyuan's face was relaxed, and he replied indifferently: "It's good if I can live, but if he invites me to die with him, then I'm really willing."

The snow falls and the crows crow, the pines and green wind rise, there are too many involuntary things in this world, and he is the only one among my many involuntary things.

There was deathly silence all around, so quiet that Fu Siqian really felt that he had offended the other party and was going to die. He was not afraid of death, but he still wanted to take a look at Feng Zhiyuan. How anxious should Feng Zhiyuan be if he can't find him in the future?

Just as he was thinking wildly, all the pictures hanging in mid-air suddenly collapsed, and the familiar voice came again: "Husbands and things, everyone, return to their roots, return to their roots, and return to their lives..."

Immediately afterwards, the huge black cocoon that wrapped him opened little by little, and light gradually came in from the outside.

In Feng Zhiyuan's eyes, however, this scene was much simpler, the water-like barrier slowly disappeared, darkness and light merged with each other, and light entered the other half of the world.

Feng Zhiyuan looked at the person who came out of the black cocoon, his heart beat like a drum.

The two worlds in the beam of light slowly merged, but they appeared very different to the outsiders.

I saw a sudden burst of light between the sky and the earth, illuminating the night thoroughly, the stars and the moon were covered by the light, just like the day, a whirlwind was created around the beam of light, tearing everything around, with the beam of light as the center , the surroundings began to distort a little bit, and the scope of the distortion gradually expanded outward.

Yan Jun fell on the ground. He had just cut off his bone wings, and his body was severely injured. He lost his strength after trying his best to open the time-traveling magic circle.

Not far from him, Liu Shu wrapped in a ball of light was timidly squatting beside Liu Mi, the aura from Liu Mi's body dissipated quickly, floating in the air, he raised his hand with great effort, Wiping away the tears on Liu Shu's face, she smiled a little: "Liu Shu, don't cry."

Don't cry, don't cry even for me, I want to see you smiling forever, innocent and carefree.

Liu Shu clenched his sleeve tightly, and said softly, "Liu Ai, Liu Ai, please don't die..."

The people who came from afar were divided into several groups, Qu Guizhu hurriedly stepped forward to help Liu Mi, trying to hang him with spiritual power, while Yan Fangshi brought the Jiang sisters to the side of Yan Junxing, behind them , Yinsu stood without saying a word.

Qu Guizhu caught a glimpse of him from the corner of his eye, and greeted him angrily: "Come here and help save people."

Yin Su was stunned for a moment, and walked over slowly. He glanced at the beam of light, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

Just now at the edge of Broken Soul Cliff, Yin Su and Jiang Jiulan and Jiang Jiu'an were inseparable. Suddenly there was a change in the world, and what leaked out along with the change was the aura he was familiar with that should have died, which belonged to him alone. Master North Sea God of War.

It was at this time that Qu Guizhu stepped into the sides of the two fighting parties. She had just learned about Fengzhiyuan, the devil who caused trouble in the world, from the evil spirits in the Hundred Scenes Picture, and she also understood the reason for Yinsu's sudden madness. He didn't make too many excuses about the past life, and only asked Yin Su: "If the only person who can open the Hundred Scenes of the Buddha is the God of War in the North Sea, why did the Lord release you, and you mistook the Lord for the Buddha? North Sea God of War?"

One word awakened the dreamer, and Yin Su shuddered. His master is the most honorable person in the world, not to mention the fate of Feng Zhiyuan, the evil head of the world. Without the consent of his master, how could Feng Zhiyuan Open the Hundred Scenes of the Pagoda, and the lingering breath.

There are too many rumors about the God of War in the North Sea, but there is very little news. Qu Guizhu meant to stay in Yinsu first, so she chose the easiest way without even thinking about it. The question of the question is drawn to an unspeakable aspect, and as expected, this silly dragon with a worrying emotional intelligence is fooled.

An unbelievable thought came to Yinsu's mind: Could it be that Feng Zhiyuan had an affair with his master? !

In fact, this saying is very common. There are many evil spirits and ghosts in the Hundred Scenes who guessed this way. In ancient times, everyone knew that the God of War in the North Sea had a close friend. Finding Jiaolin Diehai for Feng Zhiyuan, cut off the little princess of the Yuan clan from thinking about Feng Zhiyuan.

Romance in the world doesn't care about gender. If it weren't for the later Fengyuan War, how these two people would develop is really hard to say. In the Fengyuan War, one died and one retreated, and the rumors about the two slowly died down.

The more Yin Su thought about it, the more he felt that he seemed to have guessed something terrible. At that time, his ancestors mentioned Feng Zhiyuan's ambiguous attitude, which added more evidence to his guess at this time.

It's just that although this can explain the fact that Feng Zhiyuan has the aura of the North Sea God of War on his body, Yinsu is entangled in a new problem. If Feng Zhiyuan really has such unspeakable things with his master, then wouldn't his master? Abandoned from beginning to end?Feng Zhiyuan still has a Zhaoyuan Immortal beside him.

While obeying Qu Guizhu's arrangement, Yin Su helped hold down Liu Mi, while cursing viciously: "Feng Zhiyuan is really not a good person, he must have let my master down!"

Qu Guizhu knew what this silly dragon was struggling with at a glance, she rolled her eyes secretly, how could this silly dragon guess correctly, what she said was just a casual mention, who knows what Laoshizi Beihai God of War looks like now , no more powerful than the white-haired young man who accompanied the Lord.

But she wasn't going to argue with this stupid dragon, he could do whatever he wanted, it would be best if he calmed down first, and the rest would be dealt with when the Lord came back.

On the side, Yan Fangshi crushed Yan Junxing's tail severely, and asked: "It turns out that Changling Immortal Venerable is a nondescript monster, saying, where is our lord, what have you done, and what's going on?"

Yan Junxing sneered, it was really Huluo Pingyang being bullied by dogs, and now any small fish and shrimp dared to bully him on top of his head, he glanced at the beam of light beside him, and said with a mocking smile: "Feng Zhiyuan is dead. "

Yan Fangshi's heart trembled, Jiang Jiulan beside him calmly supported him, Jiang Jiu'an pointed Yan Junxing's chin with a silver gun, and was ready to stab the tip of the gun in when Yan Fangshi gave an order.

Yan Junxing squinted his eyes, his eyes were full of darkness and ambiguity. Once the magic circle of going back in time started, he couldn't stop. He just had to wait, and the whole world would change soon.

Although he didn't use Liu Shu's sacrificial array to return to the Battle of Changlan, if it was Feng Zhiyuan, he might be able to go back to the ancient times directly. When the years change, he will definitely protect Xie Yan and his clan and prevent the Battle of Changlan.

Jiang Jiulan smiled softly: "Is Changling Immortal Venerable unwilling to answer the landlord's question? Although I don't know what you have done, it is clear that the beam of light that communicates with the world is what you care about. If you send the Immortal Venerable in, I don't know if you will It will affect Xianzun's plan."

Yan Junxing's hands tightened slightly, and he frowned imperceptibly, and said coldly: "There is no need to test me, Feng Zhiyuan is dead, even if I die in your hands, I will not lose, at least there are two more in Huangquan The big man is on the back."

"Back, are you qualified?"

The sudden insertion of a laughing voice shocked everyone around, who were stunned and unable to say anything.

Yan Fangshi was the first to react, and exclaimed: "My lord!"

"How is it possible!" Yan Junxing struggled to get up, but was nailed to the ground by Jiang Jiu'an. Looking at the direction of the voice, he screamed, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

I saw that the storm around the beam of light gradually separated to the two sides, and slowly walked out from the middle... Two people came.

Feng Zhiyuan stepped out first, and laughed out loud: "What, you're all scared?"

Behind him, a man in strange attire followed closely behind. The man's half-long hair was pulled back, revealing a delicate and handsome face. He was wearing a blue cloak loosely, with a lazy smile on his mouth. meaning.

Yan Fangshi and the others were all startled, that man was the white-haired young man who had followed the Lord before, that is, Immortal Zhao Yuan who was struck to death by the robbery and revived again!

Fu Siqian didn't know that he was still wearing the vest of Zhaoyuan Immortal Venerable in everyone's heart, he just hugged Feng Zhiyuan into his arms from behind, it didn't matter whether he was in front of everyone, he really wanted Feng Zhiyuan very hard, and there was still a day later There is a tough battle to be fought, so at this moment, it is natural to be sticky for a while.

He beckoned to Yinsu lazily, his voice was light but he could not refuse: "Idiot, come here."

Feng Zhiyuan turned his head and glanced at Fu Sigan, knowing that this person was attacking him in Qiyinsu, he didn't plan to stop him, this is what he sued, he could endure all wind, knife and frost swords when he was alone Well, if Fu Sigan was by his side, he would be easily wronged, and he wished that he could make all his grievances wiped away by this person.

Yinsu was furious, and just about to speak back, Fu Siqian grabbed his collar and dragged him not far in front of him. Xiao Qinglong was so confused that he forgot to resist for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he yelled loudly. : "You little boy, what are you doing, let me go!"

Fu Siqian wasn't too polite, he just looked at him with a smile that was not a smile: "Qinglong has everything in order, how could it be passed down from generation to generation to teach you such a stupid thing?"

Yin Su didn't understand what he meant, but felt that Fu Siqian was insulting his Qinglong clan, and when he got angry, he didn't show good looks to the two people in front of him, and vomited all the ugly words he had learned these days Come out: "As expected of a troublesome devil, you are shameless from beginning to end in chaos, and getting mixed up with messy people, you simply—"

Fu Siqian never listened to someone destroying Feng Zhiyuan in front of him, he wanted to punish this ignorant stupid thing, but now he got really angry, waved his hand and threw him to the ground, domineering The pressure was no longer restrained, and Yin Su was directly forced to vomit blood.

Feng Zhiyuan frowned, he knew how loyal Yinsu was to his master, he just deliberately made Fu Siqian feel bad, but he didn't want Fu Siqian to really chill the hearts of his subordinates because of him.

Feng Zhiyuan tugged at Fu Sigan's hand, before he could speak, he was blocked back: "You rely on me to rest for a while, you will still be busy later, I know it well, so you can rest assured."

At this point, Feng Zhiyuan stopped talking, leaned lazily on him, pointed to Yan Junxing who was stunned not far away, and said, "Don't forget to clean him up too."

Fu Siqian complied and decided to take care of the idiot in front of him first. For the sake of the Qinglong clan serving him with all his heart in his previous life, he didn't do anything cruel to Yinsu, and he didn't bother to argue with this idiot, so he went straight to the point: "Thousands of years ago this The seat bestows the protection of the Qinglong family, now that you are in your generation, can't wait to climb to the top of this seat?"

Yinsu's brain crashed, and it took a long time to make a faint voice: "You, you are..."

Fu Siqian's face was gloomy, and he questioned: "One master per bite, why can't I recognize you when I stand in front of you?"

Not only Yinsu, but Qu Guizhu and the others were all shocked. Is Zhaoyuan Immortal Venerable the God of War in the North Sea?The North Sea God of War who killed all the gods and Buddhas in ancient times?Didn't he fall away long ago? !

Words can't prove it, but the feeling of wanting to surrender engraved in his blood is unmistakable. Xiao Qinglong's whole body is stiff, and a lot of things he said to Fu Siqian before came to his mind, and he just thinks that he might have to explain here today.

Fu Siqian snorted lightly, and this sound scared Yinsu enough, he got up from the ground tremblingly, knelt down in front of Fu Siqian, shaking like a sieve, and said weakly: "Your subordinate, Yinsu, kowtow to the master. "

Qu Guizhu swallowed slowly, cooperating with each other till the end, she and the silly dragon both guessed right, who would have expected that Zhaoyuan Immortal Venerable is the God of War in the North Sea!

Qu Guizhu suspected that Lord Mozun might be able to read minds, otherwise Feng Zhiyuan would overthrow whatever she thought of.

Feng Zhiyuan glanced at the crowd, and suddenly said out of nowhere: "You don't think he is Zhaoyuan Immortal, do you?"

Everyone: "???"

Feng Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Zhaoyuan Xianzun died a long time ago, he just borrowed that body for use."

Everyone: ...So it's not that Immortal Zhaoyuan took away someone else, but Immortal Zhaoyuan was taken away, and the person who took away Immortal Zhaoyuan was the North Sea God of War who fell thousands of years ago?

Feng Zhiyuan didn't say anything more, he just didn't want Fu Sigan to be regarded as some kind of Zhaoyuan Immortal Venerable, after all, cheating is not as good as being upright.

Fu Sigan didn't care about Yin Su, and directly embraced Feng Zhiyuan and went in front of Yan Junxing. He waved Jiang Jiuan's long gun and said "tsk" inexplicably: "It stands to reason that you also saved my life , I should give you your life back, but the matter of covering the sun at the bottom of the Broken Soul Cliff, you and I are even, Yan Junxing, I don’t judge whether what you did is right or wrong, but you have to pay the price for what you did .”

The storm of beams of light behind him gathered again, which meant that the time was coming, Fu Siqian and Feng Zhiyuan looked at each other, both remembering what happened just now.

When the darkness and light in the beam of light merged into one, the two people who had been separated by the barrier finally met, but before they had time to relax, they were pulled into a strange place.

That place has beautiful scenery, beautiful mountains and clear waters, and everything has animism. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a paradise.

Just when the two were wondering, a voice came from nowhere: "Welcome here, welcome home."

The voice narrated to himself: "This is the upper realm where innate wisdom is bred, and you two are reborn from this place. The sea has been destroyed, and this place has long been destroyed. What you see is the past in time travel. .”

Looking back in time, what is going back is the things related to the people who sacrificed to the formation. Both of them are born with spiritual wisdom, so they will naturally return to the place where they were born.

"The game between the heaven and the earth and the gods. Everything is a pawn and a bet. You two represent all things. The gods left a curse thousands of years ago, which will bring catastrophe to the world. The heaven and the earth have their own consciousness. Water is the flame of the sky. They are protecting you in secret." The voice paused, then sighed, "You are the pawns and the bet, and at the same time the final decider of this game."

Fu Siqian and Feng Zhiyuan thought of some things that happened to them at the same time, and they believed the words eight or nine percent in their hearts, but there were still many things that were unclear, such as Fu Siqian's disappearance but reappeared, such as this game.

Without them opening their mouths, the ubiquitous voice began to answer their questions: "Heaven and earth compete for the final decision, and they both want their representatives to rule the world, but unexpectedly, the two of you will fall in love .”

Fu Siqian felt that he had vaguely understood something. The person questioning him in the beam of light should be "Heaven". Then I am afraid that the book "Supreme God Lord" is also the product of the struggle between "Heaven" and "Earth", and no one can accept it. He suddenly wanted to laugh at the fact that the selected representative fell in love with the representative of the opposing family.

Therefore, there is no fatalism of inborn spiritual wisdom, but some are actually the position of "heaven" and "earth". control.

But...they fell in love.

Fu Sigan thought to himself, no wonder in the darkness, that person kept trying to remind him of his hatred for Feng Zhiyuan, trying to cut off their feelings, that's why.

Feng Zhiyuan thought to himself, no wonder Yuanhuo from Liuhuoyuan told him that he and Fu Siqian were born enemies, they should fight each other, if Fu Sigan didn't kill him, he was destined to be killed by him, that's why.

After untying the knot that was destined not to be together, the depression in the two hearts was swept away. They didn't care about the game, the curse of the gods, or the catastrophe in the world... No, they still really care about it.

"This is the magic circle that goes back in time, and it is also the beginning of the catastrophe. The gods hate the creatures for abandoning their beliefs, so they cursed everything in the world and wanted to completely destroy the world. The world left a glimmer of life, that is me, you represent the world— —”

In order to speed up the chat, Fu Siqian interjected directly, speaking of the final conclusion: "Come on, so it means that we want to save the world, right?"

The voice was muffled, and it sounded a little angry: "Yes!"

So here is the glimmer of life left by the world - tracing the source.

The person who spoke should be called "Trace the Source".

They are destined to enter here, to know all,