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Su Miao's expression remained unchanged: "I'm not sure if it's a Fallen Angel, after all, you have two masters."

The Fallen Angel was Tiandao's first master. As for the second master, no matter how she tried to test him, Tiandao was unwilling to tell her.

Even if Tiandao concealed it, she had vaguely guessed that the second master had given up the throne and Tiandao was forced into a deep sleep. The one she had fought for two lifetimes was just Tiandao's clone.

All the trouble outside was caused by him, so Tiandao didn't dare to ask any more questions. He already knew what happened after he fell asleep. He avoided her gaze and said, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. I don't really care! By the way, when are you leaving?"

Su Miao has been in his territory for ten years. Although he is very grateful to Su Miao for waking him up, he prefers to be alone.

She is very quiet, but her sword spirit is so noisy!

Su Miao's expression tightened, her eyes growing darker. She had been here for ten years, and everything had happened as Heaven had said: God no longer existed.

Even if she ascended successfully, she would not change at all.

"I don't want to leave. It's nice here." She looked up at the huge tree in the sky. It was translucent and flowing with colorful light, almost blocking the entire sky.

This is where Tiandao rests, and it is also where she fell.

With abundant spiritual energy and no worries, Su Miao really didn't want to leave.

Tiandao: "...The catastrophe is not over yet. Only you can stop it. Why don't you save your world?"

Su Miao turned sideways, chuckled, and said in a mocking tone: "Do I look like a good person? Saving the world? That's your business."

Tian Dao left, running back to his own territory in disgrace. In the past ten years, both sides have almost reached a consensus: the earth belongs to Su Miao, and the sky belongs to Tian Dao.

Seeing the person running away, Su Miao turned and left.

The sword spirit was still sitting in the tree, cradling the Beihan Sword with a melancholy look on his face. His hands tightly gripped the scabbard, looking incredibly funny.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Miao stood under the tree and raised his head slightly.

The sword spirit was thinking about something when he was startled by a sudden sound. He subconsciously let go of his hand, and the Beihan Sword fell down suddenly. It turned a sharp turn when it was about to touch the ground and landed at Su Miao's feet.

Bending down to pick up the sword, holding it in one hand, Su Miao repeated what he had just said: "What are you thinking about?"

The sword spirit rubbed his face and sighed: "Are we really not going back? I don't know if Jiaoqi has found the things you left behind. What if he thinks you are really dead?"

With such a delicate personality, would she stay in Qiwu City obediently?

The sword spirit found it hard to believe. Even if Su Miao was dead, Jiaoqi would have tried every means to resurrect her. Now she was so quiet, it was really abnormal!

Fu Chen? Su Miao raised her eyebrows slightly. She had not forgotten her disciple, otherwise she would not have left a trace of her spiritual power in his body under such circumstances.

Flames fell from the sky, and a phoenix cry broke through the barrier and echoed throughout the Wuwang Sect.

The white phoenix was enveloped in crimson flames, gradually taking on a humanoid form, with delicate features, a slightly rising chest, and sturdy legs...

Su Miao used her spiritual power to form an outer robe and threw it on him, facing the purple thunder that was constantly roaring in the sky. That was what she had to face, and only she could face it.

The white light and the purple light entangled together, and in the end only the white light was left.

Tiandao did not appear. Su Miao glanced at the gradually calming gray sky, picked up the sword, and injected his spiritual power into the body of the young man lying on the ground, and then rushed into the air without looking back.

She can go find Tiandao! It can't hide!!

Later, Su Miao chased that Tiandao and came to the territory of the True Tiandao. He occupied half of the territory without any explanation and threatened the True Tiandao from time to time.

That Tiandao ran away, and Su Miao guessed that what happened in the previous life would still happen, and she had been waiting for that time.

Coming back to his senses, Su Miao suddenly remembered something from the past: "You remember Fu Chen, why didn't you remind me?"

At that time, she could communicate with the sword spirit, but the sword spirit hid and didn't want to show up.

The sword spirit looked at its master with embarrassment. "If I told you that your apprentice was a phoenix egg you stole, would you believe it? Do you think I've been possessed?"

At that time, Su Miao had lost most of her emotions due to the ruthless way. She didn't trust anyone and didn't get close to anyone.

Even if the sword spirit wanted to get close, it would have to choose a good time before speaking to her consciousness.

Su Miao was silent. She had already remembered herself when she lost her memory. She opened her lips and said ruthlessly, "I don't believe you. You don't have a second chance to speak."

She took a step back, watching the sword spirit rage on the tree, and continued to finish off the enemy: "The water mirror can transform into a long sword, you can rest now."

Sword Spirit: "Su Miao! You might as well just lose your memory! Humph!"

"You really pissed me off! I'm your life sword, how can that fool Shui Jing compare to me?"

"Where are you going? I haven't finished talking yet!..."

Su Miao turned around and said, "I forgot to tell Tian Dao one thing. Also, don't tell him everything."

He was a great man named Tian Dao, an old man who had lived for tens of thousands of years. He was holding a ginseng and asking people how to use it. Su Miao just wanted to close his eyes.

She thought that the way of heaven was hypocritical but noble, dark but powerful, cunning but wise.

In reality, Tiandao was born with a good appearance, but unfortunately he has no brains.

Even the past events of the Fallen Angel were painstakingly pieced together by her from the few remaining memories of Tiandao.

Such a way of heaven is frustrating to be an enemy and it is frustrating to be an ally!

It’s just sad!

However, if she wants to capture Tiandao's clone, her real opponent, she must take Tiandao out.

Unfortunately, Tiandao forgot how to get out.

The spirit sword carried Su Miao into the air. When he saw the ball curled up and floating in the middle of the tree branch again, Su Miao couldn't help but twitch his lips.

The confusing behavior of the way of heaven is that one must turn himself into a round ball when sleeping.

I don't know how he did it, but I saw him hook his legs with his hands and lean his legs against his neck, and he became a ball that was constantly flashing white light.

At all times, it is a ball, a glowing ball.

An inexplicable sound rang out, a whimpering sound that sounded angry and irritated. Su Miao stepped back a little, watching the white ball expand and then fly around the shadow.

While flying, Tiandao was humming a tune that Su Miao could not understand. It was called a tune, but in fact it was more like a random singing.

Su Miao took the opportunity to fly over and sat in the lying position between the heavens, casually crossing his legs and leaning one hand on the scabbard.

"Five laps, ten laps..." Looking at the Tiandao gradually stopping, Su Miao raised his head slightly and raised his eyebrows in confusion: "Are you in a bad mood?"

In the past, Tiandao could fly a hundred or so circles, but this time it could only fly thirty circles.

Su Miao didn't understand but was used to his behavior.

Tiandao flew towards Su Miao in distress, raising his hand to knock away the spirit sword. He allowed Su Miao to sit on his territory because he needed her help, but he didn't need to care about a sword: "I seem to have lost a memory."

The spirit sword stopped in the air, floating in the air in disbelief, and shook the sword sadly. Seeing that Su Miao ignored it, it had no choice but to fly down.

Lost his memory? Su Miao almost had a conditioned reflex and subconsciously replied: "The clone did it? You... are the Heavenly Dao?"

Seeing the hesitation in Su Miao's eyes, Tian Dao stopped worrying and raised his chin: "It's genuine! If not... if not..."

Here it comes again. Su Miao held his forehead: "If you can't remember, don't tell me, otherwise I will waste my spiritual energy."

Having enough spiritual energy is one thing, but treating Tiandao will consume a lot of her spiritual energy.

Tiandao was unhappy again: "Then you wasted your spiritual energy looking for a clone a few days ago!"

After all, he is the boss here, and nothing Su Miao does can be hidden from him.

Su Miao: "It's not a waste to find a clone. You..." She lowered her eyes and glanced at Tiandao: "Can you beat me?"

After sleeping for many years, Tiandao gave all his identities except the orthodox Tiandao to his clone. That’s not right, he also retained a habit that had lasted for tens of thousands of years - partying around the tree.

For a time, Su Miao suspected that the fallen angel might have acted alone because he saw that Tiandao was incompetent, and was later opposed by Tiandao. As for the reason for the opposition, he nodded for a long time without saying a word.

I lost my memory again.

Anything that Tiandao can't remember can be attributed to amnesia.

"I can't beat you, but you can't hit me," Tiandao hugged himself and reminded him carefully: "Don't forget, a year ago you beat me, but you were unconscious for a month, and that time the sword spirit attacked me, you were unconscious for two months... I am Tiandao, you are blaspheming!"

Su Miao smiled: "Did you find the problem?"

"What's the problem?" Tiandao asked.

The spiritual power rushed to the Heavenly Dao, and Su Miao sat calmly: "The time I fainted is getting shorter and shorter, you are almost not a god."

After saying this, she closed her eyes. Tiandao rushed over and made a human carpet, holding Su Miao, who had already fallen asleep, with one hand. Tiandao couldn't help but laugh: "So what! You're still asleep!"

"Oh," Su Miao opened his eyes, his distinct black and white pupils staring coldly at the sky: "What about now?"

"Damn it! Mo Xuan, save me!" Tian Dao was startled. He let go of his hand and took a big step back, staring at Su Miao with a vigilant look: "You, how could you!"

He looked down at his hands again, then raised his head and said affirmatively: "Even if I am not a god, you should have fallen asleep... What did you do?" His expression was indifferent, and the look he gave Su Miao was no longer close, fearful, or solemn as before.

The Way of Heaven is supreme, and even gods cannot transcend it. Even if Su Miao ascends and transcends human constraints, she cannot transcend his control.

Su Miao avoided answering and stared at him quietly: "Who is Mo Xuan?"

This was the first time she heard the name from Tiandao.

As she finished speaking, the shadow disintegrated, and the two of them plummeted downwards without support. A streak of white light flew over and caught them.

A streak of purple lightning chased after him. Su Miao turned his head and glanced at the completely transformed fairy mountain. The green mountain that was once filled with spiritual energy was now filled with purple lightning. Even the sentient beings had taken refuge.

The sword spirit floated over: "Su Miao! Something happened! Something happened!" After seeing Su Miao holding Tian Dao, it stopped talking and said vaguely: "So you know... I'll go back first!"

Tiandao also sensed something was wrong, and a trace of hurt flashed in his eyes: "You actually doubted me!"

Su Miao didn't believe what he said, nor did she believe that everything that happened before was just the work of his clone, and she didn't believe that he had lost his memory.

She was always testing herself.

Unfortunately, before Tiandao could feel sad, Su Miao faced him with a spiritual sword as soon as he landed: "Who is Mo Xuan? Do you want to tell me or not?"

Tiandao raised his hand, and seeing Su Miao's wary look, he shrugged, took a step back, and held the spirit sword with one hand: "It seems that the Immortal Lord Beihan is indeed not easy to fool."