Chapter 659
Are you really going to kill me?
Wen Xin remained silent, but the flute music became even more piercing and harsh.
Xingran's wounds multiplied, and evil, filthy power overflowed, like a chaotic dance of demons, yet it was constantly suppressed, purified, and dissipated.
He looked up, his eyes bloodshot, but no tears came.
"Fine, fine, since you want me dead so badly, then I'll grant your wish. After all, you gave me my life anyway."
"But, sister, I'm so lonely. I don't want to walk alone. Will you come with me?"
Wen Xin's pupils contracted slightly. Just as she was about to completely seal him away, she discovered that, without her noticing, the power of the spatial-temporal turbulence had become entangled with her divine power, as if tied in a knot.
He is an extremely evil spirit, born with the ability to manipulate the turbulent flow of time and space.
Wen Xin was careless and unknowingly fell into his control.
She was the one who taught him the tactic of feinting to the east while attacking in the west, but he never expected that he would always use the schemes she taught him to deal with her.
Wen Xin only wanted him to be clever enough to avoid being ambushed by the gods... Now, she has brought this upon herself.
After all, if she hadn't intervened and saved him, none of this would have happened.
But can cause and effect really be calculated like this?
More and more red ropes floated out from Wen Xin's sleeves, trying to devour the power of the spacetime turbulence.
Otherwise, if these two forces were to explode in the void rift, even Wen Xin would be dismembered into powder.
How could Xingran possibly let her escape?
He controlled their strength, entwining them even more tightly, and laughed heartily and obediently again, reaching out to Wen Xin and rushing towards her like a swallow returning to its nest.
"Don't be afraid, sister. It will be over soon. We will never be separated again. No one can separate us anymore."
Who would stay with him?
madman!
Wen Xin's face was extremely ugly. She once again doubted whether her luck was negative. How could she be so unlucky after becoming a god?
He kindly saved a little child, but the child grew up to be a more despicable and insane person than anyone else. Not only did he not get a good reward, but he also had to risk his own life time and time again.
Where is justice?
So, will her soul, which has just been pieced back together, shatter into countless pieces again?
Wen Xin wished she could pin this madman in front of her into the abyss of emptiness, so he would never come out and cause her any more trouble.
Xingran looked at the cold disgust in her eyes and felt extremely bitter and crazy.
It wasn't like this when he was little. His older sister would hold him gently, feed him, coax him to sleep, teach him to write and practice writing, and smile at him with unparalleled brightness and warmth.
But why, after he finally grew up, would she rather choose a hypocrite than him?
They are the closest people to each other in the world!
Xingran still didn't think he had done anything wrong; he just wanted his sister back by his side.
His sister is his! She's always been his!
"elder sister……"
Just before his hand was about to touch her, Wen Xin's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the red rope suddenly surged out, enveloping her like a terrifying hurricane.
She would rather use her divine power to self-destruct than let him touch her.
Xingran stood frozen in place, as if she had fallen into endless, cold darkness, never to be redeemed.
"No!"
His mournful voice echoed throughout the void, but it could no longer move the person he loved most.
"elder sister!"
Just as Wen Xin was about to shatter her soul again to completely seal Xing Ran in the void rift, and she could only resign herself to entering reincarnation again, an extremely gentle divine power slowly enveloped her power, soothingly dispelling her thoughts of mutual destruction.
But when dealing with Xing Ran, the sudden third force was much more brutal and ruthless. The powerful sword energy directly cleaved through all the spatial turbulence and also split the entire void rift.
Wen Xin's body plummeted downwards, but before she could react, a pair of strong arms caught her waist and legs, pulling her into a horizontal embrace.
"Qin Yue!"
The void rift disappeared, and with it, Xing Ran vanished. Wen Xin could hear his shrill roar, filled with rage and hatred.
She finally came to her senses.
Wen Xin looked up at the man holding her, and what came into view was an extremely handsome and aloof face.
His eyes were like stars, deep and vast; his nose was like a hanging gall; his thin lips were slightly pursed, indifferent and abstinent; every line of his features was perfect to the extreme, which even the most outstanding artists could not describe or sculpt, and any words would be pale and powerless, or even desecrate him.
His long, white robe with wide sleeves fluttered in the wind as he stood facing the wind, noble and sacred, reigning supreme over the world.
Wen Xin opened her lips, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she couldn't say a word.
But the memories of their intimate and passionate love in that small world appeared in his mind frame by frame like a slideshow, and then...
Wen Xin's ears burned, and she felt a little flustered.
She didn't realize it when she had amnesia, but now that she's back in the world and facing her fiancé with whom she had a long-standing engagement, who had accompanied her through countless reincarnations, and with whom she had shared love and companionship for many lifetimes, she really doesn't know how to face him.
This is also why she didn't go to him immediately after waking up. It wasn't that Wen Xin was heartless or turned her back on her, but rather that she hadn't figured out how to get along with him yet.
After all, the difference between Him in the small world and the Lord of the Nine Heavens in her memories was not even a little bit.
Because in the past, Wen Xin only had two words in mind when it came to her engagement with the most noble ruler of the Great World: a tragic fate!
Their first encounter was not pleasant.
At that time, Wen Xin had not yet become a god; she was an unfortunate working person who was exploited even after death. While she was struggling to repair the collapsing timeline, she accidentally encountered the Lord of the Nine Heavens who was undergoing tribulation in a previous life, and inexplicably had a romantic relationship with Him.
Wen Xin originally thought that it was just a fleeting romance in her countless reincarnations, but she never expected that she would meet Him again in multiple timelines.
Moreover, their relationship was always complicated and entangled, getting deeper and deeper with each encounter.
However, at that time, Wen Xin's life was in someone else's hands, and there was a damn system monitoring and pressuring her in various ways. Her work was so heavy that she was going bald. How could she have the mood to talk about love?
In many cases, their relationship was one-sided, dominated, and forced by him.
However, after the top ten gods learned about the two of them, they unilaterally blamed all the mistakes on her.
They accused her of being restless, seducing the master, indulging in delusions, and harming His Majesty, causing His tribulation to fail. Therefore, they wanted to eliminate her and not allow her to live any longer.
Wen Xin's feelings at that time were simply that she had cursed the ancestors of the top ten main gods for eighteen generations.
Damn it, they're all blind, brainless idiots.
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