Save my wife all over the world

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"It's not about respect!"

A thought suddenly popped up in her mind, following this instruction, Ling Yan yelled.

As the voice fell, everything around was covered with dense fine lines in an instant, including Gu Zhong, like shattered glass, and scattered into sand in the next second.

The illusion fades away, and the hazy world, which seems to be covered with mist, becomes clear.

"Ayan!"

Gu Zhong rushed to Ling Yan's side at a brisk pace, his face full of anxiety and concern, no longer the indifference and evil she had seen just now.

Ling Yan stretched out his hand hesitantly, and timidly pressed it against Gu Zhong's heart. Fortunately, the heart there was still beating strongly.

"I'm sorry... Gu Zhong, I'm sorry..."

Tears soaked her cheeks at some point, Ling Yan's face was full of fear, and she didn't know why she kept apologizing.

"Ayan, it's not your fault. The devil energy enters the body, making people unable to see all the truth. This is not your original intention."

Gu Zhong shook his head, his face full of helplessness, he really didn't know how to pull the little God out of his horns.

"It's really affectionate..."

Crisp applause came from the side, and the two of them turned their eyes away from each other and looked at the spoiler who made a sound at an untimely time.

The charming and gorgeous woman looked at this good show, but her face was full of sarcasm.

"Xuanhu."

Gu Zhong took a step forward, held the smoke cloud tightly, and waited for it.

"Unfortunately, it's almost..."

The expression on Xuanhu's face turned to pity and regret.

Both Ling Yan and Gu Zhong knew what she was talking about, almost, Gu Zhong, the murderer who slaughtered her entire family, would perish at the hands of his beloved lover.

"Everything today is your plan?"

Gu Zhong asked in a deep voice.

Xuanhu gathered the slightly messy clothes from the previous fight with the fairy god, lowered his eyes, and shook a golden thread from his sleeve.

"It's just treating the person in the same way as the person."

"Xuan Fox..."

Ling Yan stepped forward, standing on the front line with Gu Zhong, looking at the best friend from the past with tangled eyes, full of pain and blame.

"...Little smoke."

Xuanhu looked at the few little gods in the God Realm who were willing to give her warmth, and a trace of wavering and guilt flashed in his originally resolute and unrepentant eyes.

"Would you hate it if someone designed to kill your entire clan for this selfish desire?"

She asked, as if she wanted to seek some kind of approval.

"···hatred."

Ling Yan can't say no to hate, because she is in such a situation now.

The two close relatives died at the hands of this friend who she regarded as another elder sister. She was forced to raise the butcher's knife to the same clan who had lost their sanity. All that she suffered was so painful and desperate.

This is a deep hatred that cannot be reconciled.

If the culprit was Gu Zhong, she would be so cruel as to kill him, let alone Xuanhu?

However, what did Xuanhu do wrong back then, to face such a tragic situation, the whole family died, trapped in a corner by the enemy, and lost freedom for tens of thousands of years.

What did Gu Zhong do wrong again? He bears the name of the evil spirit, and the truth is deliberately covered up, just to grind her into a butcher knife for other races and make even bigger mistakes.

These heavens and myriad worlds will eventually be intertwined with hatred and controlled by others.

"I know you hate my father—"

The person who was really wrong, the one who committed all these crimes, was the God Emperor—the God Emperor who appeared majestic and upright, and the God Emperor who gave her endless love and recognized him as her father.

But at least he never forced her to do anything until God Realm was in danger.

"I also know that you hate Gu Zhong—"

Although Gu Zhong at that time was just a sharp sword that could be brandished by others, the crime of murder was committed by her own hands after all, and it was difficult to turn around.

But this is her lover, the Shura survivor who can empathize with Xuanhu.Gu Zhong may also want to raise the butcher's knife against the gods, but because of his sincere belief and concern for Ling Yan, he chose to escape and give up.

"But sister Shaojun, what did she do wrong?"

However, Shaojun is such a bright and elegant person.

She will always coax Ling Yan to practice with soft words, and she will find treasures from all walks of life for relatives and friends' birthdays, and she will stay in the Chaos Palace day and night, afraid that Xuanhu will be bored.And why should he die at the hands of his best friend?

"The gods of the God Realm, why are they guilty?"

They were completely ignorant of Bo Yun's treacherous schemes, but fulfilled their duties and responsibilities of guarding the God Realm, but most of them ended up being wiped out.

Therefore, Ling Yan had no choice but to complain.She can understand the pain and anger in Xuanhu's heart, but she cannot forgive her tyranny and ruthlessness.

Hearing Ling Yan's question, Xuanhu's expression cracked for a moment, and his face gradually sank.

"The entire God Realm is wrong."

She said such a sentence in a hoarse voice, the disgust she could no longer hide in her words.

"The living beings of all realms have their own definite numbers. The three realms are located above all living beings, gathering the aura of heaven and earth, and enjoying the offerings of all things. However, cause and effect are inherited, and they should always be returned.

Gods are pure and good, demons are evil and evil, gods and demons restrain each other, coexist and die together.As early as tens of thousands of years ago, the God Realm should have used the Realm as a sacrifice and perish together with the Demon Realm, so as to return the world to a clear world, disperse the spiritual energy from the world, and nourish the heavens.

However, there are some people who are selfish, reluctant to give up this supreme authority, and greedy for this extremely boring God Realm.

In these tens of thousands of years, the position of God Emperor has never been changed, have you ever questioned it?

That’s all—how could he let you know that in the position of emperor, the ten-thousand-year cycle will surely perish.

The God Emperor, the entire God Realm, used sorcery to step on the bones of countless living beings, so that they survived to this point.

That's all for now—"

Xuanhu whispered and explained that this should be the longest sentence she has ever said in her life, with endless sadness and indignation, as well as the joy of regret.

——In this long narrative, there is no trace of a lie.

Ling Yan and Gu Zhong looked at each other, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

The truth that they never knew was suddenly revealed before their eyes, disturbing their minds.

What is right and what is wrong?Should the sword be raised or lowered?

Ling Yan's unsteady heart began to waver, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

For the God Realm, for relatives and friends, and for the purgatory in front of him, he should fight to the death in anger.

For the dead souls, for the destruction of gods and demons, the heavens and myriad worlds that have been blessed, for righteousness, should wave the flag and shout.

As for Gu Zhong, there was a gap between the God Realm and her, but Xuanhu regarded her as an enemy, so naturally he would not die.

"Xiao Yan, I hate Gu Zhong, you should hate me, that's all."

Seemingly seeing her confusion and struggle, Xuanhu made a choice for her.The golden thread in his hand was slowly raised, turning into a thin sword, an invitation to fight.

"Xuanhu, you know, you can't beat me."

Gu Zhong felt guilty, and his tone softened involuntarily, trying to persuade Xuanhu not to engage in unnecessary fights.

It's not that she despises Xuanhu, but that the Asura clan is naturally warlike. If they hadn't been demonized by the god emperor's design back then, how could they have easily exterminated the clan.

"How will you know if you don't try—"

Xuanhu laughed lightly, and stabbed at Gu Zhong quickly with the thin sword.

Gu Zhong held his sword horizontally in front of his chest, in a state of blocking.

"What? Is War God looking down on me?"

A blush flashed across Xuanhu's eyes, and the golden rapier in his hand turned into thousands of phantoms, rushing towards Gu Zhong, and the black-red mist emanated from her body, with an uncomfortable trembling feeling—she was I really want to kill Gu Zhong.

The training belt flew out from Ling Yan's hand, and suddenly opened in the air, becoming several times its size, covering half of the hall, and also blocked the golden rain that poured down like a rainstorm.

With a flick of Ling Yan's wrist, Bai Lian instantly shrank, and the golden light and shadow merged into one again, looking for an opportunity to escape back to Xuanhu's hands.

The offensive was blocked, Xuanhu was not discouraged, and swung his sword forward again.

This battle is endless, and no one can escape.

The bottom line is that the Xuanhu clan practiced the method of controlling people's hearts, which is really useless in such a frontal battle.

Ling Yan broke through the demon barrier she had set up, and she failed to kill Gu Zhong as she wanted, so she had already lost her chance of winning, let alone one against two, and she always kept her hand against Ling Yan.

After a few back and forth, Xuanhu was already at a loss, Ling Yan's training belt knocked the golden sword in her hand away, and slashed towards her heart fiercely and quickly.

Xuanhu watched the training belt getting closer and closer, but had no time to dodge. If there were no accidents, she would die here today.

Just when Bai Lian was sticking to Xuanhu's clothes, a colorful light curtain suddenly bloomed, preventing the fatal blow.

The boundless fog and the starry sky come together, they stand on the long river of time, the lost memories and fragments flicker in front of their eyes one by one, looking at the whole life in a blink of an eye.

The black-and-white phantom moves from slow to fast, from clear to blurry, gradually turning into white light, from weak to bright, until it is difficult to look directly at, and after a moment of dazzling, it finally returns to nothingness.

After everything faded away, they still stood on the Nine Heavens Shrine, but in their sea of ​​thoughts, countless memories washed over and interrupted the battle.

"Is this... Sumeru Illusion?"

Ling Yan was the first to come back to her senses, and looked around at the Nine Heavens Palace, which was engraved deepest in her memory, even the patterns of the bricks and stones were exactly the same.

Sumeru Illusion can reproduce all the memories in the depths of a person's mind, and construct a illusory illusion, which is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

And their experiences over the past ten thousand years turned out to be just a big dream, just a reenactment of Ragnarok back then.

Perhaps there was a slight deviation in it——

"This ending is different from what I imagined. What a pity..."

Xuanhu was no longer in a mess as before, and returned to her free and undisciplined demeanor. She looked at Gu Zhong and sighed faintly.

"You almost made it."

Gu Zhong looked at Xuanhu with complicated eyes. The death in the illusion is also the real death. She is only one step away, and she will really be able to get revenge and let Ling Yan's ten thousand years of hard work go to waste.

"Xuanhu, the God Realm has been destroyed for thousands of years! Life after life, chasing and killing Gu Zhong for so long, isn't it enough?!"

Recalling the scene just now, Ling Yan was quite annoyed and frightened. Thousands of years ago, she accidentally killed Gu Zhong because of Xuanhu's magic barrier, and now she almost made the same mistake again.

"One life, how can two be cleared? Of course it takes thousands..."

Xuanhu's voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Purgatory, filled with endless hatred, time can't kill everything, ten thousand years of wandering made the hatred more pure.

"Then your life is not enough to pay me!"

Ling Yan's heart became angry, she knew that the Protoss owed Xuanhu, Gu Zhong owed Xuanhu, but Xuanhu also owed her, but she remembered that the friendship was not fake.

She originally thought that everything came to an end with the fall of the God Realm ten thousand years ago.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, left to future generations for thousands of years, 10 years, or millions of years, no one will even know the past events that are blowing away with the wind.

"You can pick it up again."

Xuanhu frowned, his eyes turned to Ling Yan, full of indifference.

"···"

Being choked by her nonchalant attitude, Ling Yan was very annoyed.

Ten thousand years ago, after Gu Zhongshen died, she personally took the life of the culprit in front of her.

However, after the hatred and anger in my heart were vented, there was only endless emptiness and confusion left.

If it wasn't for a coincidence that she had found a way to revive her lover, and supported her with the belief in reshaping Gu Zhong, she would have been wiped out already.

At that moment, she let go of all the hatred in her heart, and only focused on searching for Gu Zhong's soul.

In the past, it was difficult to distinguish between right and wrong, and each had its own position.

The so-called hatred is nothing but the belief of those who have no love.

Where there is love, hate is useless.

"Come--"

Gu Zhong raised his sword, she knew it was useless to talk too much, Xuanhu, who had nothing left, could not be persuaded at all.

If you want to fight, then fight.

This remnant game is about to come to an end.

Ling Yan hadn't had time to react, and Xuanhu couldn't see Gu Zhong's movements clearly. The seemingly unpretentious sword pierced into Xuanhu's body.

The power of the sword pierced through the body without diminishing, pushing the soul of Xuanhu out of the body, and it was inserted into a ball of black and red crystals at the heart.

"police--"

The so-called system only let out a sharp whistling, and then completely lost its vitality. It suddenly exploded, turned into powder, and gradually dissipated in the air.

This is the power of the real gods, breaking all laws with force, and any treacherous thing is irresistible.

With a twitch of Gu Zhong's sharp sword, Xuanhu was pulled back into her body.

The moment her soul came back to life, a large amount of blood began to spurt out of her mouth, and her whole body was visibly weakened by the naked eye.

"Xuanhu!"

Ling Yan took two steps forward, as if she wanted to rush in front of her to check the injury, just like when the past met, then she remembered something, and abruptly stopped her steps.

"At least now you're free."

Gu Zhong lowered his eyes, hiding the compassion in his eyes.

Xuanhu was stunned for a moment, then looked up to the sky and laughed.Gu Zhong actually still remembered her casual remarks in a certain life, killing the system, but also killing her.

That's right, who can really bear someone thinking about their own lives every day?

"It's really hypocrisy."

She snorted coldly and didn't appreciate it.

Freedom, what an ironic word, is what she has been pursuing all her life, but she didn't really get it until she was about to die.

She collapsed on the ground, looking at the gleaming dome, her heart was unexpectedly calm, such an ending seemed to be what she deserved.

For the sake of hatred, she has calculated too much and failed too much in her life, but she has never retreated, and can only go forward.

If it all happened all over again—

——I will still choose this way.

Vitality is being lost, Xuanhu's soul is gradually dissipating, and his consciousness is already blurred.

Vaguely, it seemed that someone was standing in front of her, as if he had been waiting for her for a long time, and when he saw her coming, he smiled and held her hand gently.

——The only thing I regret in my life...is you...

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As Xuanhu completely lost its vitality, the solid hall began to crack and became crumbling, like a precursor to the collapse of the illusion.

Gu Zhong took Ling Yan's hand, ready to take her away from such a dangerous situation.

However, Ling Yan held her instead and shook her head slightly.

"Ayan?"

asked in a puzzled manner.

"This is the scene where the God Realm fell that day."

Ling Yan spoke softly, with a sad tone.

"The God Realm was broken after the death of Xuanhu?"

Gu Zhong suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the sequence.

"The great array of killing gods, eternal extinction. This is a deliberately set up array, and Xuanhu himself is the eye of the array? Is she crazy!?"

"Using the soul as a sacrifice in exchange for subverting the God Realm is something she would do. Maybe my father has done too much evil and is too unreasonable, maybe I am not good at learning and too cowardly, but I am not as revengeful as her." courage."

At this moment, Ling Yan felt a little ashamed, she was really not a loyal and filial person.

"Sometimes, being too obsessed with one thing is just troubling yourself."

Gu Zhong gently rubbed her head, his words were full of emotion.

They stood there quietly, watching the glorious gods shatter and fall into the abyss.

The aura turned into meteors and scattered into all realms, presenting a thriving scene everywhere.

The boundless light gradually receded, the pure darkness wailed and dissipated, the gods were dusk, the gods and demons all disappeared, leaving only a silent chaos, unchanged from ancient times.

Ling Yan took Gu Zhong's hand, clasped his fingers together, and held tightly.

"Ayan, I'm here."

The man tilted his head and smiled sweetly.

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The author has something to say:

end!Sprinkle flowers!My first truly finished novel, applaud myself!The entanglement of the four people is very complicated. I want to write with depth, but I don’t know how to express it best (the reason for the dystocia these two days)

The idea of ​​this article was very simple at the beginning. I originally wanted to write a story about chasing my wife's crematorium by misunderstanding, but I went astray. Unknowingly, the structure became bigger and bigger, and I got a lot of new ideas.

Leave the crematorium to Xuanhu!If you are a little angel who is interested in the story of Xuanhu and Shaojun, you can click into the column and pay attention to the new article, "After the Villain Kills the Protagonist", (By the way, help me draw a date for the opening of the article), thank you everyone! (Slide and kneel for collection)

ps: There may be some episodes this week~