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Seeing the injuries on Guangshen's body and the anger being used, he couldn't help mocking: "What? You still want to kill him? Your sword is still with me." He shook Hanguang in his hand as he spoke.

The fairy sword has a spirit, but it can't break away from Fusheng's control, making a buzzing sound.

Pei Qing had regained his composure, and looked at Fu Sheng expressionlessly: "You want to kill me?"

Hearing this, Fu Sheng frowned slightly, even so, he still... couldn't do anything.These days, he has always treated Pei Qing as a Hongjun, and the feelings he gave cannot be taken back. Even now, he knows that Pei Qing has used him to attack the God of Light, and there is nothing he can do.

So he said: "Get out of here, don't do anything to... Guangshen."

However, Pei Qing went one step further. There was liquid splashing on the ground under his feet, and Fu Sheng noticed that there was a trail of blood spreading behind Pei Qing.

The power of Da Luo Jinxian is the limit that this world can accept, but "buried bones" has not been weakened.Although the power of the master also affects the power of the weapon in his hand, Fusheng unreservedly used the "Burial Bone", which is not weaker than the world's top artifact, and its attack power...is astonishing.

At this moment, Fu Sheng noticed that Pei Qing's face was paler than ever before.The whip hit Pei Qing impartially. He relied on the godhead to provide strength, but his body was worn out due to the forced use of divine power. This whip was like adding insult to injury, directly hurting the foundation.

Fusheng supported Guangshen who was still weak.

Guangshen's tone was flat: "Dark God, your time is running out."

Previously it was Pei Qing who was sure that the God of Light would die, but now the protagonist has changed, Pei Qing raised his eyebrows and did not refute, he stared at Fu Sheng: "You want Hongjun." After speaking, he turned and left.He didn't even want Hanguang.Bright red blood was scattered all over the floor, and the air was filled with the disturbing smell of rust.

Pei Qing left.

With a single thought, the Temple of Light returned to its former glory.But the fairy island under the Temple of Light is not alive.Guangshen said: "Life or death is fate. There will always be vitality here."

But in a few days, new shoots sprouted on the bare island, as if continuing the life of the predecessors, strong and beautiful.

——It’s all fate.

He built a bamboo house on the fairy island below Fusheng Temple and stayed there for a few days, visiting Guangshen's injuries from time to time, until it was confirmed that the injuries caused by Hanguang no longer affected him.

What about Pei Qing?If there is no Fusheng, will Pei Qing kill the God of Light and become the only pillar god in this world?And now, will he die?

The bloodstains left by the dark god have not disappeared, and the attribute of godhead makes no grass grow in the places stained with bloodstains.It also left an incomprehensible knot in Fusheng's heart.He doesn't know what's wrong with him, Hongjun's reincarnation is obviously beside him, except for a banished fairy who doesn't enter the oil and salt and is ruthless and desireless, there is no difference from before.But Fusheng is always absent-minded.If one doesn't leave a message, it's just a half-day stay.

Until Guangshen said: "You have obsession."

Fu Sheng took a sip of tea and joked with a smile: "My obsession is you."

Guangshen said calmly as usual: "You make me unable to refuse."

Fu Sheng was a little surprised.

Indeed, judging from the other person's resemblance to Hongjun's temperament, he should not be allowed to get close to him when he doesn't know him, and he should not resist every time he talks.He thought for a while, then smiled: "So we should be a natural couple~"

The God of Light's mirror-like silver eyes seem to contain everything, but they have more penetrating power than anything: "You are missing the God of Darkness."

The teacup in Fusheng's hand seemed to be thrown out by him. He lowered his eyes and blew it. The white mist dazzled his eyes and covered his expression: "I just feel sorry for him." Looking up, dark red His eyes were slightly bent: "For the sake of beauty, I just turned my back. How are you going to compensate me?"

Guangshen's expression was indifferent, as soft as water, and also cold and clear: "The authorities are obsessed, and I don't understand human feelings very well."

Fu Sheng still smiled heartlessly: "Although they are very similar, I am not human~"

The next day, Guangshen looked at the empty bamboo house through the water mirror, with "Hanguang" hanging on his waist, bowed his head and said softly: "Seven emotions and six desires, after you have been contaminated, you are only human." The voice is ethereal, and I don't know who he is addressing Speak softly.

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Chapter 65

Fusheng found Pei Qing who seemed to be asleep on the desk in Qing Palace.

I haven't seen him for a few days, he seems to have lost a lot of weight, and his pale and abnormal face makes him look weaker and weaker.Fu Sheng looked at him from afar and hesitated.

The most serious injury on Pei Qing's body was caused by his own hands, and what he says now is all hypocrisy.A gust of wind blew through the wide open window, blowing the black hair a little messy.With eyes closed, Pei Qing frowned slightly.

Fu Sheng quietly sneaked into the room and closed the window for him, and just as she was about to leave, she heard a slightly hoarse voice from behind: "What are you doing here?"

Fu Sheng put his hand against the window and turned his back to Pei Qing and whispered, "...I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry?" The person behind seemed to stand up, making a rustling sound of cloth rubbing: "What do you have to do to me?"

Fu Sheng frowned slightly. He didn't like the rhetorical question of the other party. Although the tone was calm from beginning to end, it always gave people the illusion that it was mocking.The worst thing is that Fu Sheng didn't know what to say.

"Let me guess..." The voice gradually approached, and there were barely audible footsteps in the quiet study room: "I saw Hongjun who thinks about it day and night. You found out that you recognized the wrong person—" He paused, then continued Said: "I felt that I was being used, so I got cold feet—"

"As for why you came to me..." Pei Qing stood behind Fusheng, the distance between the two was less than three feet: "...Because you found that you couldn't let me go."

Fu Sheng turned around to look at him, and smiled: "What I said earlier hit the mark."

Pei Qing looked at him calmly: "The one behind?"

Fu Sheng asked: "It is indeed my fault to turn against the enemy. I broke the agreement. Your injury is my fault."

Pei Qing stroked his chest, calm and calm: "In the end, it's a battle between light and dark, and it's up to God to make it happen. I don't blame you."

Fu Sheng said: "I will take responsibility for your injuries—"

"——How to be responsible?" Pei Qing interrupted him: "——Take another heart and soul?"

Fu Sheng was startled, squinted his eyes and asked: "How do you know——? Also, how do you know the name Hongjun?" Before he was delayed by other things and didn't pay attention, but now he remembered that this question must be obtained Answer.

Pei Qing stopped talking, and sat back on the golden nanmu chair, holding the ancient book on the case: "I have no obligation to answer."

Fu Sheng walked over and put his hands on the table: "I want an answer!"

Pei Qing fixed his eyes on the book and said, "So what if you know."

Fu Sheng repeated stubbornly: "I want the answer!"

Pei Qing stopped talking and just treated him as air.

Fu Sheng stared at him for a long while, feeling a little frustrated, but unwilling to give up, so he played a rogue: "If you don't say anything, I will bother you all day."

Pei Qing glanced at him dispensably, and read the book.

The next days were spent in Fusheng clinging to Pei Qingzhong.It was late autumn at this time, and there was a chill in the air.As the king of Qing Dynasty, Pei Qing didn't need to go to the early court. In addition to reading books, he practiced sword on weekdays.Without Hanguang, Pei Qing held a spiritual sword that was far inferior in quality but extremely sharp.There is no shortage of magical weapons in the palace.

Fusheng lingered in front of him almost all day long, and Pei Qing didn't show any displeasure. Every time Fusheng asked him for an answer, he just pretended that he didn't hear anything, which made Fusheng extremely aggrieved but didn't method.

Pei Qing's physical condition was very poor, so bad that he almost coughed three times when the wind blew.Fu Sheng could only watch helplessly, because the injury was almost fatal to people in this world—even gods.Even Pei Qing, after the battle with Guangshen, who was in a state of exhaustion after the battle with Guangshen, was fortunate that he didn't die on the spot.

The consumption of taking out a piece of heart and blood has not yet recuperated, and the current Fusheng can't take it again.But the only one who can save Pei Qing is his heart and soul.

Fu Sheng did not forget why he came to this world.He thought, wait a little longer, stay by Pei Qing's side for a while, and go find Hongjun.At least, at least ask why Pei Qing knows the name "Hongjun".

Until the emperor issued an order to send the king of Qing to lead troops to confront a certain big country.

Fu Sheng slapped the table with a slap: "No! You can't go." That extremely delicate face showed an expression like being stepped on by a tail.

Pei Qing was calm and complacent: "In his position, seek his own government."

Fu Sheng stared at him: "If you say you can't go, you can't go, I won't allow it!"

Pei Qing raised his eyes and looked at Fu Sheng who couldn't hide his anger: "Before you figure out what identity to use to say this—" got up and passed Fu Sheng: "——don't order me."

Fu Sheng stood there dazedly.

Winter was about to begin, and the chill couldn't stop rising. He stared out the window in bewilderment, like a child in a daze.The longer we get along, the more I forget my identity. Now that I was suddenly reminded, I realized that to King Qing, he was just someone who hurt him or betrayed him. Ordinary friends were not considered existence.It was Pei Qing's generosity not to draw his sword at him.

Who has the right to stop him?No.

Even because of himself, he was seriously injured and weak.

Pei Qing finally went to the battlefield.

This world has its own set of rules, practitioners are not allowed to attack ordinary people unless necessary. Since the first battle in the past, Pei Qing has never used magic skills that ordinary people do not possess on the battlefield.