Chapter 616: Some people love, some people wait for love, half-life love, half-life fate
Wuzhou's emotional intelligence is definitely very low. He always likes sweets. This is a very "young" characteristic, which actually metaphors Wuzhou's mental age. Because of his focus on cultivation, his emotional intelligence declines year by year, and the decline in emotional intelligence causes his mental age to always stay at
A stage that belongs to young people. This is the price Wu Zhou pays for his ideals and pursuits.
Chapter 616: Some people love, some people wait for love, half-life love, half-life fate
Qingqing is the child of Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Xiaomo.
More than 270 years ago, Zuo Wuzhou fought in the Soul Tianzong sect. The result was that the mantis was chasing the cicada and the oriole was behind, but he was surrounded by the Tianzong alliance.
From that day on, Zuo Wuzhou was imprisoned by Jun Wang in the "Divine Soul Space of All Heavens" for 260 years.
However, Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Xiaomo indulged in love many times, and after that, Qingqing was born.
When Zuo Wuzhou went on an expedition to the Soul Heaven Sect, Ji Xiaomo, who had long wanted to leave, drifted away. He didn't even know that Zuo Wuzhou would be imprisoned a few days later.
After Ji Xiaomo left, he found out later that he was pregnant. The child he gave birth to was a son, Qing Qing.
Zuo Wuzhou smiled bitterly, his expression and emotion were at a loss: "You, why did you forget to leave your son to me?"
"Why not?" Ji Xiaomo asked back, with a hint of jealousy in his words: "She is your most trusted confidante, why not?"
Zuo Wuzhou was speechless.
Ji Xiaomo never knew from the beginning to the end that it was Jun Wang who imprisoned Zuo Wuzhou back then, let alone how complicated Jun Wang was in Zuo Wuzhou's heart.
"Don't move, wait for me to come and pick you up." Zuo Wuzhou didn't want to argue, so he simply explained.
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Zuo Wuzhou no longer wants to know why Xiao Mo left Qing Qing to Jun Wang to raise him, and what happened to him.
Once he thought about it, Zuo Wuzhou discovered that if the imprisonment had not happened that year, if he was in trouble, he might have temporarily handed over his son to Jun Wang.
Many years ago, Zuo Wuzhou said to Chen Zongzhi that the most important thing for a beauty lover is to know and trust each other.
However, no matter in the past or now, the only one who knows and trusts each other is probably Jun Wang.
After gathering his thoughts, Zuo Wuzhou resolutely told Guan Longhu and others to rest and prepare for the battle, and ordered others to set up a temporary passage and rush to pick up Ji Xiaomo as soon as possible.
He hurried on as fast as he could, and once again suppressed his turbulent emotions. A strange and unspeakable feeling stuck in his heart, and he didn't know what it felt like: "I have a son? Do I really have a son?"
First, thinking about it, I felt a little uneasy. Recalling Qingqing's face that was somewhat similar to my own, a strange gas rushed to my heart and throat, and it couldn't be evaporated.
"I have a young family, and now I have a son." Zuo Wuzhou suddenly smiled bitterly, seeming at a loss in front of the fact that he had an heir.
At first, I was overwhelmed with great joy and agitated, but I didn't feel it at all. The more I thought about it, the weirder it felt and the more uncomfortable it became.
Although he is more than 370 years old, Zuo Wuzhou never feels that he is old. He has always remained the same. This kind of change has both gains and losses.
It's really weird to suddenly have a son who is over 200 years old by accident. It's no wonder that Zuo Wuzhou, whose mental age has never changed, is so at a loss.
After regaining his composure, Zuo Wuzhou looked at his surroundings and asked, "Where are you?"
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The maple forest is dyed red, the wind blows gently, and the red ocean is rolling.
Ji Xiaomo stood silently in the canopy of the tree, her body like a feather. She looked to the south, where there was a beautiful sea and beach, vast and free.
The son Qingqing... Ji Xiaomo felt extremely guilty and felt heart-wrenching pain.
For so many years, she has been traveling in this vast world most of the time, and she has rarely seen him even once in a hundred years.
Ji Xiaomo could not forget the last time, more than a hundred years ago, when he sneaked into this place to visit Qingqing. When they left, Qingqing's helpless and nostalgic eyes looked at him.
Either be a good mother, or fly freely in this vast world. Ji Xiaomo is selfish.
A ray of regret surged up, but Ji Xiaomo quickly suppressed it. There are always gains and losses in life. She didn't know what she missed with this selfish move, but she did gain something.
Ji Xiaomo thought that she was happy. When she was tired, there would be a destination waiting for her to return. This was something that many women did not have.
We haven't seen each other for more than two hundred years, and she hasn't changed. Has he changed? People are always changing, there are always countless temptations, and there are always some stepped life and psychological processes.
Once he thought about it, Ji Xiaomo suddenly felt some unspeakable uneasiness, impacting his tired heart that needed a home. Opportunities are not always presented in front of him for others to seize.
After all, she is just Zuo Wuzhou's beautiful lover, not a confidant. Jun Wang is the confidant who understands Zuo Wuzhou best. If Jun Wang is like this, he probably knows what Zuo Wuzhou is like.
Suddenly, a powerful spirit invaded like a breeze, scanning the world.
Ji Xiaomo's whole body tensed up, he was coming
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Flames enveloped Zuo Wuzhou and he suddenly appeared in front of Ji Xiaomo's eyes.
In the blink of an eye, Zuo Wuzhou stepped on the red canopy and came forward step by step like a dragon or a tiger. Then, his pace slowed down and became gentle, no longer aggressive.
When their eyes met, Ji Xiaomo's whole body suddenly trembled. An emotion inflated like a balloon, making him feel panicked. A pair of dark eyes focused on Zuo Wuzhou's black outfit.
A voice shouted from the bottom of his heart, he has not changed, he still likes black as always.
The expressionless Zuo Wuzhou strode forward, hugged her with his strong arms, and smiled gently.
An unprecedented sweetness struck Ji Xiaomo's heart and tongue in a crazy way. She had always been strong, but it was rare for her to cuddle up in his arms and enjoy the feeling of being surrounded.
The light breeze brings celebration.
For a long time, all the words seemed to be stuck in his throat. Zuo Wuzhou stared at her with soft eyes and a smile: "You...are fat."
Ji Xiaomo was stunned. He never expected that these would be the first words spoken after they reunited after more than two hundred years. Sometimes, there is no need for romance, simplicity is the best.
"It's just a little bit heavier." Ji Xiaomo was so angry that he couldn't help but laugh. No matter how calm a woman is, she probably cares about her weight. She said coquettishly: "After giving birth to Qingqing, I'm a little bit heavier. You care about it."
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"Haha." Zuo Wuzhou scratched his head, the previous sentence really didn't even occur to him.
Looking carefully, Ji Xiaomo's appearance is more mature than before. I don't know whether it is because of having a child or because of age, the youthful atmosphere has faded.
In fact, upon closer inspection, Ji Xiaomo appears to be older than Zuo Wuzhou based solely on his appearance. This is due to his age. Ji Xiaomo is now a Martial Saint and is in the thirties of a normal person.
age stage.
Although Zuo Wuzhou is more than 300 years old, in fact, if measured by his life span of no less than 4,000 years, he is only in the child stage at best.
Zuo Wuzhou's appearance has always been in his twenties. Fortunately, the temperament he has gained through experience makes his appearance more mature. Therefore, there is no obvious age difference between him and Ji Xiaomo.
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Walking on the silver beach, a wave of * waves crashes onto the beach.
Although he had traveled through the sky and the earth for three hundred years, Zuo Wuzhou came to the seaside for the first time in his life. Looking at the magnificent and boundless sea, his mind suddenly opened up and he felt that nothing was a big deal.
Facing the sea breeze, Zuo Wuzhou held Ji Xiaomo in his arms, as if he wanted to melt her into his body, step by step: "It's been more than two hundred years, and I thought you would never look back. I never thought that you and I would still be together." One day we will meet again."
Ji Xiaomo wrinkled her delicate nose: "You think it's beautiful, don't meet again? What should Qingqing and I, mother and son, do?"
Zuo Wuzhou laughed, exhaled, and said softly: "I am already a superior Yuanhun. I will have to go there for three days at most in a few hundred years."
The fingers intertwined with each other suddenly tightened. Ji Xiaomo whispered in a daze, a bit dejected: "Excellent Yuanhun, it turns out you weren't joking. As expected, Jun Wang is more suitable for you."
Over the years, Ji Xiaomo has become nothing more than a martial arts master. Zuo Wuzhou is getting faster and faster, and the gap is getting wider and wider. Thinking back to when he was a little martial arts master, Ji Xiaomo has the illusion that he has lived in two lives.
I've been away for the past three days, can I come back? No one knows. Lian Canghai doesn't know, and Wu Shen and others don't know either, because the strong souls don't care about the next three days at all.
When Jun Wang's name came to his ears, Zuo Wuzhou paused and turned his face sideways, revealing steel-like lines: "Whose idea was it to leave Qingqing to Jun Wang to raise?"
Ji Xiaomo remained silent and said in a low voice: "It was my idea."
Walking on the beach, stepping on a wave, Zuo Wuzhou frowned and said nothing.
Ji Xiaomo suddenly sighed and said in a deep voice: "You have murderous intentions towards her, right?"
"You know" Zuo Wuzhou's expression remained unchanged.
"She told me everything." Ji Xiaomo lowered his head and took off the clasping fingers: "She raised Qingqing as a human being. Qingqing has been with her most of the time since he was born."
Zuo Wuzhou's face turned serious, and a trace of anger suddenly emerged: "You deliberately gave your son to her."
Ji Xiaomo raised his head firmly and shouted loudly: "Yes, I did it on purpose. You can't kill her and I don't want you to kill her."
"Think about it for yourself, how much Jun Wang has done for you silently and secretly, how much trouble he has gotten rid of, and how much he has even helped you. She imprisoned you to save your life, and you can't kill her for that. Regardless of whether she is right or wrong, at least everything she does is for you."
"If you kill her, your son will hate you forever."
Zuo Wuzhou strode ahead as if he hadn't heard anything.
Ji Xiaomo looked at the unmoved steel figure and suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.
My cultivation level can only accompany you for the first half of your life. Jun Wang is the woman who can accompany you for the second half of your life. Don’t you understand what I mean?
Some people love and some are waiting for love.
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Return again with the "pseudo-space-time beacon".
Ji Tong and others were smiling, ready to congratulate Zuo Wuzhou and Ji Xiaomo for their reunion after more than two hundred years. But what they saw was Zuo Wuzhou's cold face, while Ji Xiaomo walked down the aisle expressionlessly. return.
The group of people looked at each other in confusion, especially Wu Xi, who was happily preparing to call her sister-in-law, but became more and more at a loss. No one thought that what was originally a beautiful reunion would turn out like this.
"You are not good at cultivation, so stay with Wu Xi and the others." Zuo Wuzhou told Ji Xiaomo in a cold voice.
Looking over the crowd who were eager to try, Zuo Wuzhou spoke concisely and solemnly and ordered: "Let's go"
Guan Longhu personally commanded the Seventeenth Battalion of Martial Saints (some died on the way to No. 1, and the guards and direct battalions were assigned to Wu Xi and Xiaocao, leaving only the Seventeenth Battalion left for Commander Guan Longhu),
Embark on a mighty journey of war.
Not counting Zuo Wuzhou and Lian Canghai, there are also Tai Sui and Beidou who are seizing the time to refine their equipment. Ji Tong, Assassin, Gu Xun, Luo Shuang, Sheng Xibei, and Liu Zongyuan each lead twenty-two super saints on the road.
After thinking for a long time, Zuo Wuzhou suddenly released Wuying and patted Wuying: "Go"
The Shadowless Body Technique moved and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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"How many died?"
Gu Dingtian was as anxious as everyone else, waiting for the results.
A super saint said miserably: "Four super saints..." Before Gu Dingtian and others could breathe a sigh of relief, the man added: "There are still three super saint beasts."
"In addition, about five hundred martial saints died."
Zhu Wudao and Chuan Bubai's expressions did not change, but Zong Yuan and others' expressions changed, and their faces instantly turned pale.
It had only been a long time since the fighting, so many people had died, and so many people had been hit one by one, resulting in such a painful loss.
The top seven souls are really too powerful. If we say the middle seven souls, we may not dare to call them the best in the next three days, or just one of the strongest in the next three days. The top seven souls, then the ultimate plan is to be the strongest in the next three days.
none of them.
An extremely uneasy and ominous omen suddenly sprouted in everyone's hearts. Can the Seven Souls really be killed by a large number of people?
Zhu Wudao suddenly laughed: "Why, are you afraid? The matter has come to an end, either we will die or he will die. There is no third way. Thinking about his temper, he will never let us go.
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Many super saints are all bleak in color.
Zhu Wudao said leisurely again: "If we win, Zuo Wuzhou and his relatives and friends will all die. If he wins, we and our sect will all die. I thought you understood, but it turns out you don't understand."
A super saint suddenly interrupted, a little timidly: "I want to leave a seed and a legacy for our sect."
Gu Dingtian, Zong Yuan and others were all moved in their hearts and praised in unison: "Yes, even if we fight to the end, leaving a legacy is a good thing to prepare for a rainy day."
Zhu Wudao stood up and walked out, saying something echoed: "If he wins, the world will be his in the next three days. He can do it to us again just like we did to him. The inheritance cannot be retained."
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The faces of many super saints all looked ashen.
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The Soul Heaven Sect, which has been dominant for millions of years, has only four people left including Lian Chuan Bubai and Zhu Wudao.
Zhu Wudao walked out leisurely and walked to the back mountain. Wu Qingcheng and another Wu Sheng of the Huntian Sect were here.
"Come here." Zhu Wudao's leisurely look disappeared without a trace, and he looked at Xie Budie on his shoulder from one side: "Senior Xie, it's up to you."
"You're not looking at me, you're looking at Feixian." Xie Bu Die corrected.
Feixian arrived at some unknown time and looked at Wu Qingcheng and the two of them: "Are they them?"
After a moment of silence, Feixian's breath moved slightly, and his expression became solemn: "'The stars change as time goes by'."
Suddenly, Wu Qingcheng and Wu Qingcheng's aura and appearance gradually reversed. Until the "Star Shift" was completed, the two people's aura and appearance were completely reversed.
Zhu Wudao silently looked at Wu Qingcheng, whose aura and appearance had changed drastically, and said slowly: "Qingcheng, the inheritance of my Soul Heaven Sect depends on you. Go."
"Master" Wu Qingcheng knelt down in grief
Zhu Wudao looked indifferent: "Remember, you will not be able to achieve excellence in your lifetime. If Zuo Wuzhou is not dead for one day, you will never show up. If there is a chance to reopen the sect in the future, you can no longer use the name of Hun Tian Sect."
"Go." After saying that, Zhu Wudao turned around.
Wu Qingcheng gritted her teeth, knelt down and kowtowed nine times until her forehead was covered with blood. Then she escaped with this aura and appearance and hid in the mountains and fields, never to be seen again.
Xie Bu Die laughed and said: "You said it beautifully before, but when it's your turn, you don't have much confidence anymore. Aren't you afraid that they will notice?"
"Wu Qingcheng left with a new look, not afraid of explanation at all." Zhu Wudao sneered, pointing at another Soul Heaven Sect Martial Saint: "Who would still believe that he can inherit our Soul Heaven Sect?"
Feixian sighed: "Don't say you don't have any confidence, even I don't have any confidence."
It was just a small battle, but Zuo Wuzhou, who was superior to Qihun, had already suffered heavy losses. What if it was a life and death battle?
A strong sense of foreboding has always been lingering in the bottom of my heart. This feeling has been born since the collapse of Huntian Sect and Zuo Wuzhou became stronger and stronger as he fought.
However, Zhu Wudao is accustomed to being almost blindly confident. The battle a few hours ago finally brought this uncertainty to the maximum, almost destroying Zhu Wudao's self-confidence.
He even smelled the breath of death and the sickle on his neck
At this moment, a roar that covered the sky and covered the earth suddenly exploded from the sky.
Zhu Wudao's expression changed: "He's here again"
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Howl together
Countless people were shaken and sweating profusely, and the fear as if death was approaching always shrouded their minds.
The expressions of many super saints changed drastically: "He's here, Zuo Wuzhou is here again"
A well-known super saint stepped forward and shot straight into the sky with a roar, almost forcefully.
Almost every one of them had a hint of regret. If they had known that the Seven Souls were so terrifying, and if there were other choices, these people would never have embarked on this path in the first place.
But at this time, there was no choice.
Zongyuan disappeared, and Gu Dingtian and others shouted loudly: "Gather quickly, put on equipment, and prepare to fight."
Figures gathered together from all directions, forming a powerful lineup of more than thirty super saints. Below, thousands of martial saints gathered in a mighty manner.
Thousands of people gathered within a radius of tens to hundreds of miles, each with different thoughts and emotions, bracing themselves for this life-and-death battle.
Zhu Wudao kidnapped Jun Wanghe, who had lost too much blood, and Qingqing, whose face was pale, and "Ji Xiaomo" rushed over quickly, flying high in the sky, overlooking the people, and glanced at this beautiful earth with nostalgia, as if I want to imprint this feeling of dominating the world on my heart again
"Zuo Wuzhou, I didn't expect you to be so eager to die." Zhu Wudao suppressed his distracting thoughts and laughed loudly.
A black figure quickly appeared a hundred miles away, and his voice was loud and clear: "No need to talk nonsense, you are ignorant, let alone these attempts to mess with my mind, you know, this is useless."
Zhu Wudao sneered: "So, you are ready to fight us to the death."
"Hahaha" he laughed wildly and shook the sky: "There is no point in entangled anymore, it is time to fight to the death and end everything."
This voice was as loud as thunder: "Today's battle will not stop until we die, and all the hatred and hatred between us will end in this battle."
Zhu Wudao said coldly: "This is the best. I'm really tired of the stalemate between us. It's time to make a clean and complete end."
Throwing away all distracting thoughts, Wu Dao concentrated wholeheartedly, no longer thinking about anything, and solemnly said: "Today's battle will not end until death."
All in all, no matter how good the tricks are, they will eventually return to the path of winning with strength.
Winning is winning, losing is losing. The strong one wins, the weak one loses.