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Volume 3: The Tribulation of the Gods Chapter 229: Emperor Fuxi (1)

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    Chapter 229 Emperor Fuxi (1)

    After the strenuous exercise, Zhao Gongming was sweating profusely. He hugged the lazy Yunxiao, and his heart was filled with great happiness. He didn't know how many years he had not been so crazy.  []

    "Brother, will we be Taoist couples in the future?"  Yunxiao, who had come to his senses, lay lazily beside Zhao Gongming.  The jade hand pulled a small piece of her hair and gently held it on Zhao Gongming's chest.

    "Haha, what did you say!!".  Women who have just had sex with others are emotional, and Yun Xiao's silly questions can make Zhao Gongming warm.

    "Then!! Have you and Sanmei already become Taoist couples??"  When Yun Xiao asked this question, he specifically turned over and pressed his upper body tightly against Zhao Gongming without blinking his eyes.

    "No way!!".  Zhao Gongming was a little speechless. It seems that this sixth sense has always been a woman's nature, even Yunxiao in the myth is no exception. Although his relationship with Bixiao is almost over, at this moment, he can't say it even to death.  Got it!  What's more, he and Bixiao haven't made a real breakthrough yet.

    "real??".

    ¡°Of course it¡¯s true!!¡±.  Zhao Gongming felt a little sore in his balls.

    "Then why do I feel that Sister Bixiao and Sister Yuying are both weird!!"  Yunxiao still seemed unable to let go of the doubts in his heart, muttering to himself.  .  .  .  .

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    ??Above the vast land, beneath the vast depths of the earth:

    Today, a mysterious guest suddenly came to the Nether Hell, which was usually very peaceful. She was dressed in an orange robe, simple and elegant, without any decoration on her head, but there was no human feeling to deny her beauty and majesty.

    "I have seen the saint Nuwa!!"

    "Fellow Taoists don't need to be polite."  Nuwa responded to this magical woman unhurriedly. After all, her status was not weaker than hers. It was just that the Witch Clan had no innate soul and restricted her. Otherwise, she would still be the one in the world.  The seventh saint.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on here, friend!!¡±.

    "The poor Taoist came here to borrow Taoist friends' treasured land."

    "Oh, then fellow Taoist, please help yourself!!".  After Pingxin finished speaking, she quietly disappeared from the spot without causing any disturbance, just as if nothing had ever happened!  !

    Nuwa looked at the six reincarnations in front of her and frowned slightly. Although she could see a little bit of Pingxin's cultivation, judging from her actions just now, the magic power she used was not weaker than her own. She felt fast in her heart.  A thought flashed through her mind, could it be that she has become a saint?  ?  impossible!  !  Then he quickly denied it. After all, there will be visions in becoming a saint. As a saint, it is impossible for me not to be aware of it.

    Nuwa shook her head, shook off the complicated thoughts, and came to the wheel of human reincarnation. With a move of her bare hands, a broken Fuxi Qin quietly appeared in Nuwa's hand. Occasionally, she could see a little flash on the strings.  The faint blue light, the piano, although it is dilapidated, but the trace of true spirit tied to it is intact.

    "Brother!! Please take it seriously!!"  Nuwa stared at it for a long time, and finally threw Fu Xiqin into the reincarnation of humanity. However, only she knew her mood at the moment. The two were the first creatures after Pangu opened the sky, and they were born from each other's feet.  She has been practicing in Kunlun Mountain for hundreds of millions of years and has never been separated. When she was listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, her brother Fuxi helped her grab a seat, but she missed her opportunity. After she became a saint, she could not compete in the Lich War.  To save the life of his only brother, he couldn't even save his soul, only the trace of true spirit remaining on the Fuxi Qin

    However, from now on, Nuwa knew that there would be no Fuxi in the ancient world. No matter whether he was the great sage of the demon clan before or the emperor of the human clan in the future, he would have nothing to do with her.  , after all, Fuxi can represent that trace of true spirit, but that true spirit is only a part of Fuxi.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

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