Chapter 755: Lu 9que12 Who Took the Blame

6 Jiuque looked confused and pitiful, which made Emperor Shifang feel unbearably soft-hearted. Ωhunt　Δ文网 Δ

He stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek, then pulled her hand and said reluctantly: "Forget it, you probably can't think of any way to do it, just think about how to convince Bodhi."

The young man turned his slender palm and clasped his fingers with hers. When her face flushed, she showed a very light but bright smile, which made 6 Jiuque dazed.

Since when did the big devil's smile have a slightly drunk effect?

This is really... too cunning.

She couldn't get angry at his tricks.

When 6 Jiuque came back to her senses from this amazing smile, they had already stepped into another green space.

The lines in the air rippled like water waves.

What entered 6 Jiuque's lungs along with his breath seemed to no longer be the breath of life accompanied by death, but a more ancient, desolate and mysterious breath.

Looking up, what caught his eye was a deep green.

Boundless, wandering in the waves, as if he was in a vast deep sea.

6 Jiuque was stunned, and at a glance he saw Shihuang in the center of this greenery. The small seedling was out of tune with this world.

However, a vigorous and wild bodhi branch was entwined beside it, but strangely harmonious, as if they had been like this since the ancient times, killing each other and relying on each other.

As soon as he "saw" 6 Jiuque and Di Shifang, Shihuang jumped up immediately, "Why are you two here!"

Bodhi also gently shook its branches, seeming a little surprised.

It had already tried to erase the memory of this little baby, why didn't it work?

And... how did they find this place?

Because of this little baby?

Impossible... Even if she is the descendant of 6 Chuchen, she cannot break through this last restriction.

Could it be that it is because of this silver boy...

At this time, Bodhi realized that

he could not see through the essence of this silver boy at all.

Void, chaotic, obscure, empty...

The branches and leaves of Bodhi moved, and a flourishing flower appeared in the vast space.

As Bodhi approached, it took all the lives of the world to brew, grow, flourish, and wither...

6 Jiuque's pupils shrank fiercely.

This time she was sure that she was not dazzled!

The picture that shocked her soul once again spread out like a scroll of mountains and rivers in a prosperous era...

It turned out that when Bodhi moved, it was a cycle of life and death, a cycle of withering and flourishing.

When the branches and leaves at the top were about to touch Emperor Shifang, a white frost mist suddenly rose and froze the leaves of Bodhi.

It seemed to feel no pain, letting the leaves wither and break, and there was a heavenly sound coming from the other side...

"Wudao?"

These two simple words seemed to contain a deep meaning.

6 Jiuque frowned, turned around and blocked in front of Di Shifang, bowed and said: "Senior, I'm very sorry, it's the junior who must come to see you, it has nothing to do with my friend."

Bodhi then cast his eyes on 6 Jiuque again.

She didn't have a trace of embarrassment or uneasiness, and her beautiful black eyes were set off by the green, as if there was an emerald sea flowing in her eyes, causing long waves.

Bodhi seemed to see that boy again, that unrestrained boy who made people love and hate...