The origin of the magic way of magpie stepping on the branch

Chapter 294

"You know." Donghuang Wujue still lowered his head, and his voice was low and tender, as if he was sobbing, "You know, gods and demons have eternal life, but once they die , is really dead and will not come back. Don’t lie to me, okay? Don’t lie to me, if you sacrifice your body, what kind of impact will it have on you, and can you come back?”

"I won't lie to you." Gu Zhichuan gently touched Donghuang Wujue's cheek, "How could I lie to you about this kind of thing? I will come back, but for a long time there will be only a ray of consciousness floating in the world, at least ten thousand It takes years to take form. And for cultivation, you have to start from scratch."

"Then I support your decision." Hearing this, Donghuang Wujue stared at Gu Zhichuan's hungry eyes for a few moments, and after making sure that he didn't lie to himself, he stepped on his feet and hugged him tightly.

In Gu Zhichuan's ear, Donghuang Wujue said softly: "I believe in you, I believe in you."

A sound lingered in Gu Zhichuan's ears, like an exhortation, like a whisper.

Like a song of departure.

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The battle situation outside was changing with each passing day, but Donghuang Wujue and Gu Zhichuan didn't seem to know it, deliberately shielded the disturbance from outside, and stayed quietly for five days on this deep mountain with white clouds floating.

However, there is always a difference.

Going out of the illusion of Baiyun Mountain, Donghuang Wujue found herself in a place that was no different from the small house on Baiyun Mountain, but she walked straight to the door without the slightest doubt.

In the silence, his face became more and more gloomy.

Stretching out his hand and opening the door, Donghuang Wujue didn't seem to know that behind him, Gu Zhichuan was silently following him, as if he didn't know that the affection in his eyes was about to overflow.

In her eyes, there was no trace of emotion, but endless indifference.

After leaving the door, Donghuang Wujue went to the nearby stable and untied Xiao Zong from the post. In silence, she led the horse and walked out of the courtyard.

Just when Donghuang Wujue was about to mount his horse, Gu Zichuan said, "Little guy..."

Before the next words could be said, Donghuang Wujue scolded in a low voice: "Shut up."

Her once sweet and lovely voice seemed to be wrapped in frost and wind and snow at this moment, extremely cold and ruthless.

Such a voice, such words, Gu Zhichuan's body couldn't help trembling a few times.

However, he still persisted...

After walking a few steps forward, he said in a trembling voice, "Little guy..."

What responded to him this time was the sharp arrow in Donghuang Wujue's hand.

The sharp arrow blade pierced through the air, rolled up a piercing murderous intent, and headed towards Gu Zichuan.

Without mercy, it stabbed into his chest.

He didn't soften his heart because of his refusal to evade, Donghuang Wujue even had more resentment in his eyes, "Shut up! Mouth!"

She paused every word, these two words were full of disgust, which made Gu Zhichuan's body shake even more violently.

A large piece of blood gushed out from the arrow blade, but Donghuang Wujue seemed to have never seen it, as if the large piece was flowing.

Yes, there is no temperature.

Yes, calm white water.

Turning around without any hesitation, Donghuang Wujue clenched the riding whip in his hand and drove Xiao Brown under him to the place where the two countries were fighting, and flew away.

But here, looking at Donghuang Wujue's unforgettable figure, Gu Zhichuan's vision finally darkened, and he fell down.

However, what greeted him was not the hard ground, but a cold embrace.

The half-closed, listless eyes slowly opened, Gu Zhichuan looked at the person in front of him, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It's you~"

He sighed, "Elder of the Demon Race."

A trace of blood flashed in the eyes of the elder who was named, and he helped Gu Zhichuan into the carriage that had been prepared. The elder advised: "My Lord, since the God of War of the God Clan is unwilling to stay with you, why don't we just turn the entire continent into a In my demon territory? Imprison her directly?"

Seeing that he finished speaking, Gu Zhichuan just covered his eyes and didn't say anything. The elder said again: "This is your last chance."

As soon as these words came out, Gu Zhichuan's eyelashes trembled a few times.

After a while of silence, Gu Zichuan sighed and said after a long time, "Let's go."

The elder was overjoyed, and hurriedly said: "Yes! This subordinate welcomes the Demon Lord!"

The moment the elder knelt down to salute, the wind lifted the black curtain, and Gu Zhichuan's gaze drifted out along the curtain, and bumped into the smiling woman on the horseback in the bamboo forest.

Tens of meters apart, the two looked at each other and smiled, but their hearts were closer than ever before.

It wasn't until the wheels of the extremely luxurious carriage started to turn and the carriage began to move forward that Donghuang Wujue came out from the bamboo forest.

Looking at the direction in which the carriage was going away, I felt an unprecedented peace in my heart.

Whether it's her or Gu Zhichuan, they both have huge energy hidden in their bodies.

This energy is like a ball of fire, the benefits are hard to say, but the disadvantages are obvious.

Playing with fire and self-immolation is commonplace.

However, their level of playing with fire and self-immolation often only causes little damage to themselves.

It is the people of this time who suffer more for no reason. ,
If this plan is successful, Donghuang Wujue is willing to pray for blessings day and night at the cost of a thousand years.

Pray for those who died because of this farce, the deceased.

Let them be reborn and be with the one they love.

This life is already like this, but the next life can still be expected.

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Wearing the stars and the moon, traveling day and night, Donghuang Wujue finally arrived at the border where the two countries were at war.

Before reaching the real battlefield, there was a disturbing rush of blood rushing towards her.

Frowning, Donghuang Wujue hadn't dismounted when a person came from afar.

Through his locked eyes, Donghuang Wujue was sure that he came for him, but he didn't know who it was.

As he got closer, Donghuang Wujue realized that this was Shi Chunfeng's father, Shiye Great Martial Artist.

Seeing someone coming, Donghuang Wujue quickly got off his horse.

The little soldier behind Shiye saw it, and stepped up quickly, and took the rein from Donghuang Wujue's hand

Looking at the day and night, Xiao Zong was also very tired, Dong Huang Wu Jue didn't refuse much, just said "thank you" to the soldier, and confidently called him the reins.

After handing over the reins, Donghuang Wujue turned around and said to Ten Ye: "How did the Great Martial Master know that I opened it? Didn't this come here specially to pick me up?"

Ten Ye heard this, touched his chin, and said, "Exactly."

Then, Shiye signaled Donghuangwujue to follow him, and while walking towards the camp, Shiye opened his mouth and replied to Donghuangwujue's question just now, "Little girl Shi Chunfeng, knowing that you have come to this battlefield, I immediately wrote I have sent you a letter, let me take care of you more."

Donghuang Wujue heard the words, laughed softly and said: "She really has a heart."

"She has more intentions." Ten Ye also laughed together, "That little guy wants to follow in your footsteps and go to the battlefield!"

After hearing this, the smile on Donghuang Wujue's face froze immediately, and he looked at Shiye in surprise, with some worry in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)