33 Return to the world of mythical beasts

The next day, the sun was shining brightly, and the river was trickling. The fragrance of birds and flowers is new, and even his fake stone god is new. He is feeling his thoughts through the eyes of others.

The big pit left by yesterday's explosion is still vivid. The whole mountain was blown up. God knows how spectacular and tragic the battle was yesterday. Xiaowei stood there and watched silently. What did she miss? What did she lose? What did she forget? The heart seemed to be pricked by ten thousand needles, and the pain of being unable to breathe, and tears flowed silently.

"What's the matter?" Yan Jun came and asked with concern.

"I don't know, I don't know. I want to cry when I see this. I can't help it. Fusheng, tell me, what did I miss when I was in a coma yesterday? What did I lose? It's hard for me to breathe with heartache. Xiaowei looked at him sadly and cried heartbreakingly. He hugged her into his arms.

"You didn't miss anything. Didn't I stand beside you well? Don't think nonsense. It's over. Everything is over. Have you been there yet? Is it really over? He asked himself in his heart.

Even if there is a "floating life" in front of her, she can still feel the heartache of losing her beloved. What kind of emotion is that? Let them be so attached. Is it the love of the soul?

"Let's go. It will be better for you to take you away." Floating students gently rubbed back and forth on Xiaowei's head with his lower jaw. With endless pity and love.

Xiaowei secretly looked at the sinkhole, and there was another pain in his heart. She nodded and went away with "floating life", and the silent background faded in the sky and finally melted with the sky.

The glow is shining near the sinkhole, and the Nuwa, who loves all sentient beings, floats down.

"What are you going to do when they leave?" Nuwa said to the looming shadow beside her.

"Master, now the floating soul has been destroyed. Thanks to the master's rescue, there is a trace of divine consciousness left. The disciple can't protect Xiaowei and protect her. It's not bad that Yan Jun can take care of her for me.

The familiar magnetic voice sounded without a trace of sadness, and the pool water was as plain as a deep pool without wind. But who knows that his emotions that don't flow easily have long been sold by the water mist in his eyes. Did he really let go?

"If you really look at it, it's not bad. But can you deceive the world but not be a teacher?" Nuwa looked at the eldest disciple she loved with pity. Seeing that he finally couldn't escape from the love network, she actually sacrificed her soul for love. She sighed deeply, shook her head helplessly and said:

"Floating student, how can I have the heart to look at you like this as a teacher? Although today's fruits are all planted by you, you are trapped by love, and there is a reason for what happens. I will save you again as a teacher. But you have to promise not to have anything to do with Xiaowei in the future. Can you do it?" Nuwa earnestly advised this disciple who worried her the most.

"Master?" When Fu Sheng heard Nuwa's words, he immediately knelt on his knees. He didn't thank Nuwa for his resurrection. A person without love and no love died. So what else does he want to live?

Nuwa still sighed. After so much experience, he still couldn't let go, and still didn't understand her good intentions. Who can really jump out of the word love? Even if he has lost all the creatures of the world for her for thousands of years, he can't see through and can't escape. Nuwa drove the clouds and floated to look at the direction of Xiaowei's disappearance, and went back with Nuwa.

"Where are we going?" Xiaowei on the way left the fairyland and felt much better. As long as Fusheng is still by her side, she will not always be so sad. The little talent who left Fusheng was incomplete because happiness and happiness were also taken away.

"We are going to the world of mythical beasts."

"What are you doing there? Fusheng, have you found the ten-thousand-year-old ginseng? Xiaowei asked.

This question made Yan Jun unable to answer, but it puzzled him. I'm looking for... here." He replied hesitant.

"Have you found it? Then why don't you suck his essence?"

"Suction... It's over, when you are in a coma, yes, when you are in a coma." He repeated it funnyly.

"Why don't you let me watch such an important moment?" Xiaowei didn't doubt that he was just a little disappointed. It seems that so many things happened in her coma.

"I originally wanted to wait for you to wake up, but the ten-thousand-year immortality is very spiritual. If the timing is delayed, it will not be good for the effect." Yan Jun said as he wiped the sweat on his forehead because he was nervous about lying.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiaowei asked with concern, thinking that there was something wrong with him. He had never done it calmly and silently.

"None...no." Yan Jun looked at Xiao Wei, who was more nervous and full of loopholes, a little like a thieves wearing a dragon robe and preparing to usurp the throne.

"Fu Sheng, what's wrong with you? It seems to have changed a lot. How long has it been since I was in a coma? It seems that the world is changing. I feel so scared and lonely. I'm afraid that I will lose you, I'm afraid..." Xiaowei said thoughtfully, inadvertently and filled her eyes with pain. She seemed to feel particularly **, very fragile, and wanted to cry recently...

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid it's not you standing in front of me." Yan Jun heard that his body was frozen there, and even if he covered up in this skin, his soul could not become him. Fusheng, I'm so jealous of you. Even if you disappear, you will always be the only existence in Xiaowei's heart.

"Little fox, you are so stupid. Aren't I standing here?" He comforted her with a floating tone, with his own tears in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I made you sad again?" Xiaowei gently wiped away the overflowing drops of water on his face.

"Xiao Wei..." He held her in his arms and kissed her on her green silk, as smooth as silk. He is addicted to this touch. He is extremely poisoned. If she really finds out that he is a fake god one day, will he hate him and leave him? He didn't dare to think about it. His heart hurt so much that his hands tied her tighter. There was no gap between them.

Then her lips fell gently on her eyes, nose, and then her mouth. Her thin lips on both sides touched his lips coldly. Xiaowei waited for him to open the door, and every time it was like floating, but she waited for a long time, he still wandered outside the door. He just covered his lips and gently rubbed the action so gently, but it was not like a cold man.

Time passed for a long time, and it seemed that it was just the moment when the raindrops fell from the sky. They snuggled up to each other and hit each other without knowing. The two looked at each other and smiled until their hair was wet and glued together and flowed down the hair.

They walked with their fingers in the rain. The clothes on their bodies were dried by their spiritual power, and there was no rain that could wet them through the boundary he had created. No matter how heavy the rain outside was, it could not separate their clenched hands.

They soon came to the world of mythical beasts, and a huge boundary appeared in front of them again. Xiaowei looked at the boundary and asked, "Why do we have to come back here?"

"Find your heart?" He looked at Xiaowei's slightly flinched eyes and spoiled him.

"Then why do you have to come here?" She is sad about the past scenes of the mythical beast world, and she doesn't want to recall those memories that she shouldn't have been heartbroken.

"What Nuwa said, I know you don't want to come here again. There are too many tears for you here. But we do it, in order not to let it be empty here with me. Yan Jun pointed to the place of the little idealism. Then he said,

"This time, no one can hurt you. Because only the two of us don't need anyone else anymore.

"Uh-huh!" Xiaowei nodded and agreed. With his guarantee, she was not afraid of anything.

They successfully crossed the boundary together.

After the last battle between gods and demons, there are fewer monsters in this land. The air in this beautiful place is also much fresher and it is an artistic conception. The bodies of monsters on the ground quickly decay into part of the soil, moistening the new grass with vitality.

It also changed her mood and made her much happier than before. They passed by the Dragon Hall and went south and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

In fact, she didn't know that in the Dragon Hall of the Mythical Beast World, Nuwa and Fusheng were also there, and they passed by like this.