80 The Light of Everything

"Floating life? Floating life?" Xiaowei shouted at him in the dark.

"Xiao Wei." A voice sounded behind her.

"Floating life!" Xiaowei turned around happily with a smile on her face, but she was disappointed when her slowly voice came out of the darkness. The person who came here is Pangu. It's not that Xiaowei doesn't like him. On the contrary, she regards Pangu as her relatives. But at present, Xiaowei only wants to float in her heart and only wants to see him.

"Xiao Wei, it's me." Pangu looked at Xiaowei peacefully.

"Xiao Wei asked the founding god to save the floating life. Xiaowei is willing to exchange everything. Xiaowei saw Pan Gugang's loss and quickly knelt down and begged for help.

"Xiao Wei, it's not me who can save the floating life, it's you." After saying that, Pangu disappeared into the darkness.

"The founding god, Xiaowei doesn't know, I don't know how to save..." She cried in the dark but no one answered her.

The faint Xiaowei opened his eyes, and the flame was still burning fiercely. Burned everything and burned everything for her. She told herself to cheer up countless times in her heart. Pangu and Nuwa said that only she could save the floating life. There must be a way. Method, method... She put her hand into her arms and touched the beads of time in her arms. Yes, how did she forget this thing? Did Pangulai just remind her of the time beads? No matter what, she has to try everything. Xiaowei changed from the confused and sad look just now to a firm and calm state. She no longer looked at the flame that destroyed everything, and sat up with her arms supporting her upper body.

Fuxi in the distance saw Xiaowei's series of abnormal movements and thought that she had done something abnormal because she was too stimulated. When he saw Xiaowei's spiritual power to drive the time beads, he didn't know what the beads were for, but he had a bad feeling. He wanted to stop her action and stop the bad things in the bud, so he walked away quickly and made a spiritual force in his hand to attack Xiaowei.

At this time, Xiaowei was still absorbed in the driving spiritual power injected into the time beads. The time beads were injected with Xiaowei's spiritual power as bright as a small sun, suspended beside her, adding a lot of light to the world full of yellow sand. Fuxi's attack spirit is about to knock down Xiaowei. If there is no accident, Xiaowei will be annihilated the next second. However, things are often not as good as he wants, even if he is the supreme emperor of heaven. Originally, it was the spiritual power of attacking Xiaowei. When it touched the boundary of wrapping Xiaowei, it did not break her boundary but completely absorbed the attack spiritual power, and actually transformed it into her help. Not only that, the time bead emitted a strange brilliance due to the injection of new spiritual power, and the seven-color divine light overflowed, like the light of glazed water waves printed on her beautiful face, and she was more like a plain and elegant flower growing in the colorful water mist.

When Fuxi saw this scene, he knew that all this would not be under his control. He suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness, which had never happened before. The first time he had such a sense of frustration, it was actually brought to him by a little demon he thought was the most humble, which was really ironic to him. While he was still addicted to his own feelings, the huge waves from the beads changed everything around them.

The whole space time went back. Fu Xi opened his eyes and stared at her. He watched all this happen incredulously. Slowly, the role of his bystander disappeared. He disappeared here and did not become him at a certain moment in the past.

Xiaowei withdrew her spiritual power, her beautiful eyes opened, and the light of the beads of time gradually faded away until the beads of time disappeared in front of her. There is no possibility of going back. Time beads can only go back once. She has to seize this opportunity. When she stood up and there was no pain on her body, they all went back to the past and even the injuries caused by Fuxi disappeared. Yes, it makes it easier for her to move.

Not far away, she saw a familiar figure. She had been looking forward to the person for a long time. At this time, she wanted to save the person to be cared for. Xiaowei flew over with all his strength. She can't stand waiting for a second, because her lover is on the verge of life and death, and she doesn't want to experience the pain of losing him again.

When she flew away, Fu Xi was hit to the ground by Fusheng, and Fusheng held back the jade flute and fell to the ground. He turned around and saw Xiaowei, who was a little haggard in front of him. His eyes were shocked, and then a warm smile climbed to his face.

Fusheng wanted to come to Xiaowei quickly. When he just took the first step, he suddenly felt the evil wind behind him. Fusheng said in his heart, "It's not good!" They didn't worry about it. A white figure stood behind Fusheng. Poo!" The bright red color suddenly dyed everything in front of him. He was safe and sound. When he turned around, he found that Xiaowei was stabbed by Fuxi's dragon tail and hung in the dragon's tail and hung in the air.

Fusheng felt unbearable pain when he saw this scene. He pulled out the jade flute and poured a lot of spiritual power, regardless of whether all the spiritual power would be exhausted. The light on the demon flute was dazzling. He jumped to the dragon's tail and raised his hands to cut down the jade flute fiercely. The tip of the dragon tail was cut off with the fall of the jade flute, and Fuxi screamed in pain.

Xiaowei fell quickly with the tip of the broken dragon tail, and Fusheng was desperate to save her. When she was still some distance from the ground, she caught her and tightly integrated her into her arms. Xiaowei opened his eyes weakly, the corners of his mouth floated slightly, and a sweet smile appeared on his face with the pain of the wound.

"No, Xiaowei. Don't be afraid that I will do everything to save you. I won't allow you to die. Che up!" When Fusheng saw Xiaowei's weak breath in his arms, he was too afraid of losing her. He gave Xiaowei warmth. It was also Xiaowei who gave him warmth. They were inseparable from each other, and it was a pain to leave everyone behind. Floating life should only lose spiritual power for the little one.

Xiaowei refused, and it is undoubtedly not a suicide to do so at this moment when the crisis has not been resolved. Xiaowei can't let him do this. If something happens to him, isn't everything she did in vain?

"Fu Sheng, listen, listen, no matter what happens to you in the future. Don't give up your life easily. Your life is mine. In the future, Xiaowei can't and can't accompany you in the future. You have to live and live for me..." Xiaowei held Fusheng's arm tightly and used all her strength to almost fall into his flesh. She did this just to make him agree.

"I don't agree. I won't let you die. I won't... How can I live without you." Fusheng still disagreed with Xiaowei's request, and no one could shake his decision with a firm look in his eyes. At this time, Xiaowei has too many words to say, but she has no time or conditions to stay here. Because the annoying enemy stood up at this time and was coming towards them with a dazzling addiction.

Floating life still stayed in sadness, and he turned his back to Fuxi and did not hear the movement behind him. However, Xiaowei in his arms clearly saw the scene behind him. She said quietly to Fusheng, "Can you kiss me again?" Fu Sheng was heartbroken by what she said, and he bowed his head to kiss Xiaowei. When the tip of her lips just met Xiaowei's soft lips, Xiaowei hugged his neck tightly with both hands. For the first time, she took the initiative to kiss deeply. Although it was short, it remained in each other's hearts forever. Xiaowei gently clicked the floating acupuncture point when he was not paying attention, and he couldn't move. This is Xiaowei's second calculation of floating life. The result is the same. Because Xiaowei is too important in Fusheng's heart, she still works well with a trick from thousands of years ago.

At this time, I don't know where Xiaowei's strength actually stood up. He looked affectionately at the endless attachment in Fusheng's eyes, and a tear flowed out, "Remember my words." Then he turned his head and didn't look at him. The warm eyes faintly looked at Fuxi with a kind of decisive indifference.

Fu Sheng wanted to reach out and grab her, but he was one step late, just because of the delay and regret step by step. Whenever this happens in the future, he can't let go and forgive himself.

Fuxi saw Xiaowei still struggling on the branches like the dead leaves swaying in the wind. He was a little shocked by what the sudden demon was going to do? There is no doubt that she is a car with her arms and self-destruction. Can she stop the gods? Did she overestimate herself or underestimate the power of the gods? How can he understand a creature with love in her heart? No matter how humble or small she is, she has the courage to fight for love and die for love. A fierce light flashed in Fuxi's eyes. No matter what, the person who stopped him would die, die!

Xiaowei closed his eyes with water marks flowing, and two drops of water were squeezed out by his eyelids. It fell on the back of my hand. She put her hands in front of her. The ink hair flies without wind. Suddenly, her body flew away from the ground and floated into the air like a noble and sacred nine-day mysterious girl. Even when Emperor Fuxi saw this, she rose with awe from the bottom of her heart. Fu Xi stopped moving forward, and he flinched a little and felt that he wanted to bow down.

The next second, I saw that the fire lotus on Xiaowei's forehead was alive. It turned out with a dazzling light to illuminate the whole space with only one color bright white, and the color of yellow sand also faded. Everything in the light became nothing but light. The huge power devoured all the screams before it was too late, and Fuxi disappeared into the light. There is no darkness in the aurora, and his destruction is conscious of the end of the catastrophe. In the strong light, the space kept trembling until the light defeated evil, and the power to maintain the space was also broken and disappeared with the people who perished. The place where he buried evil finally became his grave.

The space was destroyed, the strong light dissipated, the sun in the sky disappeared, and a half moon remained in the air. The world has regained peace. Everything is as if nothing had happened. But in the night, a lonely man held a jade flute in his hand, and his eyes were dead and there was no more spirit.