Po Tian Xie Zun

"Ah...why it didn't work, why...why..."

Three days later, Xie Wuya, who carried Feng Xingtian into the space, was full of expectations, thinking that the Life Spirit Orb would surely save Feng Xingtian's life. Ya could no longer hide his nervousness and trembling. He sat on the ground holding Feng Xingtian's corpse and yelled crazily. His tears had already dried up, but his heart was bleeding. There is no such person as Feng Xingtian anymore, there will never be a man named Feng Xingtian who pampers him, tolerates him and loves him deeply, so he is so painful that it is difficult to breathe, and he loses all motivation to live.

"Brother Wuya..."

Lan Ting, who was standing next to her, wept sadly, because she deeply knew the relationship between them, so she didn't know how to comfort him, and even she herself couldn't accept that Brother Xingtian, who was fine a few days ago, had died. dead fact.

"Xing Tian... Xing Tian... poof~"

The pain was so extreme that his body couldn't hold it anymore, Xie Wuya felt a sweetness in his throat, a mouthful of blood spewed out suddenly, and he fainted in an instant, and fell limply on the ground, but his hand holding Feng Xingtian remained firm. Tight, as if if he let go of him, he really would never come back.

"Boundless..."

"Brother Wuya..."

Seeing this, the Dark Lord instantly turned into a human form, and rushed over with Lan Ting, who was also worried, but... "Boom..."

A cloud of black air suddenly rushed out from Feng Xingtian's body, blocking the two of them instantly.

"who are you?"

The Dark Lord pulled Lan Ting behind him, and carefully looked at the man with his back to them. This breath was so familiar... Could it be?

"Han Po, don't ask stupid questions, I don't have the patience to answer you."

Mozun finished speaking without turning his head, bent down and gently hugged Xie Wuya, and stroked his face with infinite attachment with his fingers: "Fool, I finally waited for you to be reincarnated, how could it be possible to just die? "

The deep and magnetic voice is full of deep affection. I have been waiting for tens of thousands of years just to reconnect with him. Now, within the Three Realms and Six Paths, no one has ever dared to say no to him. He is the only one who always disobeys his wishes, but deeply touches his heart. In his previous life, he spent a lot of effort to get him to agree. Marrying him and bearing children for him with the money of a man, I originally thought that they would stay together forever and ever in the magic palace built by him, but unexpectedly... Maybe this is God's will, the test of their feelings God's will, the facts have proved that their love can stand the test, even tens of thousands of years later, when they have forgotten each other, they still fall in love with each other without complaint or regret.

"Mozun, please save them."

Han Po is arrogant, whether in front of Xie Wuya or Feng Xingtian, he has always been arrogant, but at this moment, he knelt down for Feng Xie and his wife. In this world, the only person who can resurrect the dead Humans, apart from the Demon Lord in front of me, there will never be another person, even those godly gods in the God Realm, because the person in charge of human life and death has always been this man in front of him, the Demon Lord in front of him, who governs the entire Demon World, the Demon Lord of the Netherworld .

"Although I don't know who you are, please save Brother Xingtian and Brother Wuya, please..."

Seeing this, Lan Ting quickly knelt down and kowtowed to him. She could feel his strength.

Mozun turned to look at them, frowning almost imperceptibly, this woman... "What's your name?"

"Huh? Brother Xingtian?"

Hearing his question, Lan Ting raised her head, and after seeing the demon's appearance clearly, she couldn't help exclaiming, it was so similar, it was exactly the same.

"What's your name? Don't let me ask you a third time."

Mozun's tone became aggravated invisibly, looking at her extremely impatiently, Han Po at the side hurriedly pulled her, Mozun's temper was not good, if he was offended, let alone saving people, they might even risk their own lives Can't keep it.

"Well...my name is Lan Ting."

After receiving the warning from the Dark Lord, Lan Ting quickly stammered and said, she felt hairy for no reason, the same face gave people a very different feeling, brother Xing Tian was better to get close to.

"Is that Lan Ting?"

Hehe... The Mozun couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips, and looked down at Xie Wuya who passed out in his arms. You, it seems that you in your previous life didn't die so willingly. Although she is not your real sister in this life, she is still with you By your side, Xie Yuting, Lan Ting, what a damn coincidence!

"The Demon Lord..."

"You go out, the deity is free to plan."

Raising his hand to block Han Po's call for help, Mozun hugged Xie Wuya and laid him flat next to Feng Xingtian's body, while he squatted beside him, his eyes never leaving his face for even a second.

"Yes."

Holding back Lan Ting who was still about to speak, the Dark Demon King retreated respectfully. The only thing they can do now is to wait. Xie Wuya's previous life was Mrs. Mozun. It's not right to die.

"Yu Xiao, when you wake up, you will no longer be Xie Yuxiao, but Xie Wuya. I have always forgotten to tell you something."

After they went out, the Mozun had a thought, cast a barrier, and gently stroked Xie Wuya's blood-stained lips with his right hand. Wherever his fingers touched, the blood disappeared without a trace. After the words fell, the Mozun leaned down and touched Xie Wuya's ear. Bian said softly and affectionately: "Yu Xiao, I love you!"

"Okay, wake up, Xie Wuya!"

Leaning over to kiss him lightly on the lips, Mozun shot a black gas into Xie Wuya's body with a flick of his fingers, his closed eyes moved, and before he woke up, his eyebrows frowned.

"I... Xing Tian!"

Opening his eyes, Xie Wuya was confused for a moment, when he saw the Mozun, he thought it was Feng Xingtian who was resurrected, so he hugged his neck tightly when he stood up.

"If you want to continue hugging, I have no objection, but your Feng Xingtian may not come back!"

He obviously enjoyed Xie Wuya's initiative to throw himself into his arms, but Mozun deliberately raised the corners of his lips to tease him, that was enough, he had already bid farewell to Yu Xiao, and the rest was left to his reincarnation and Yu Xiao's reincarnation Go finish it.

"You...Damn it, why is it you? Xing Tian... Where is Xing Tian... Xing Tian?"

Hearing this, Xie Wuya woke up instantly, pushed him away, looked for Feng Xingtian's figure in a panic, and finally hugged his already stiff corpse tightly in his arms, the sadness in his eyes was so obvious, the breath on his body It was so sad, Xie Wuya would not be Xie Wuya without Feng Xingtian, and with his death, it took away all his anger and motivation to live.

"Tsk tsk... really heartless."

The difference in treatment between heaven and earth made Mozun feel a little disappointed, but his ridicule did not arouse Xie Wuya's sympathy at all. To be precise, he is now completely immersed in the grief of Feng Xingtian's death, and he has closed all external channels. Senses, neither hearing nor seeing nor feeling.

"Forget it, stop teasing you, Xie Wuya, I have a way to bring him back to life..."

"Really?"

Before he finished speaking, Xie Wuya turned around and looked at him, his eyes were filled with excitement and anticipation, Mozun was startled, then smiled helplessly, really, he was a little moved.

"real."

At this time, if he dared to shake his head, someone would jump up and bite him to death, and the Demon Lord was unwilling to tease him again. It was time to end the relationship that lasted tens of thousands of years and start again.

"Hurry up, hurry up, save him, please...I really can't live for a second without him...Please..."

The tears that I thought had been shed rolled down his cheeks again, Xie Wuya's eyes were red, and he begged pitifully, he was really in pain, the pain made his soul tremble..."Don't cry, I will feel bad too, don't worry Well, this deity will return you a brand new Feng Xingtian soon."

Raising his hand to gently wipe away his tears, Mozun said distressedly.

"Well, okay, don't cry, don't cry, I won't cry, you save him quickly..."

Nodding obediently, Xie Wuya wiped away his tears in a panic, but the more he wiped, the tears grew more and more, and he was so choked up that he couldn't even speak.

Seeing this, Mozun hugged him.

"Hey, it'll be all right soon."

"Woooo..."

Lying in his cold embrace, Xie Wuya felt warm for no reason, couldn't help crying, this time he was really sad, Mozun knew that if he was not allowed to vent, he would probably get sick , no longer stopped him, and gently patted his back with his hand, letting him cry to vent his heart, pouring out his pain, fear and helplessness in the form of tears.

"I... I'm fine."

After a long time, Xie Wuya withdrew from his embrace sobbing, carefully put down Feng Xingtian on his lap, leaned over and kissed his cold lips lightly, Xie Wuya closed his eyes and took a deep breath, forcing himself to stand up.

"You can start."

"Wu Ya, go out first, you can't concentrate when you look at me like this."

Looking deeply at him for a while, Mozun said helplessly, it is not such a simple matter to save a dead person, if he saw it with his own eyes, he would definitely collapse.

"I'm good!"

Clenching his fists tightly, no matter how reluctant he was, Xie Wuya had no choice but to step forward stiffly, without even noticing it with his hands and feet.

"Yu Xiao... no, Wu Ya, I need at least a month to fuse with him, don't worry, he will be resurrected, and no one will be able to touch you in the future, so, do whatever you want, one Just come in and pick him up today, a month later."

When his hand touched the doorknob, Mozun's voice came again.

"Ah."

Xie Wuya didn't turn around, he didn't dare, he was afraid that he wouldn't have the courage to leave after turning around, so he nodded indiscriminately, opened the door and rushed out.

"Yu Xiao, this time I really have to say goodbye!"

Looking at the closed door, Mozun muttered to himself in frustration, the past belonging to him and Xie Yuxiao was over, but the future belonging to their reincarnation, Feng Xingtian and Xie Wuya was just about to begin.