Chapter 1059 Xijiu, You Don't Believe Me

The sound was like a thunderclap, making her restless and impatient, with an urge to kill all the people in the world with a sword——

Suddenly another person appeared not far in front of her. Gu Xijiu stabbed him with a thunderbolt sword without seeing who that person was!

The tip of the sword was suddenly held by someone, and a voice rang in his ears: "Xijiu!"

The voice was so familiar, Gu Xijiu's heart shook and he raised his head, his eyes widened the moment he saw the man's face clearly.

The man was wearing a very large white robe with dark lines embroidered on it. The dark lines seemed to meander like small dragons, and like spells flowing. In this endless sea of ​​blood, his white robe was extremely beautiful. Dazzling, like a ray of sunlight penetrating the darkness, illuminating this blood-red and dim world.

Holy One!

Still the Holy One without a mask!

His picturesque eyebrows and eyes were not stained with the blood of this world. He held her sword in one hand and looked into her eyes: "Xijiu! Wake up!"

The blade of her sword had turned scarlet red during the endless killings, and her true color was almost invisible, but at this moment under his grasp, the blood color gradually faded, revealing the snow-white sharp sword body,

Then she keenly saw blood flow out from the palm of his holding her sword, but his blood has a purifying effect, wherever it flows, it will return to its original color.

She stared at him blankly, her voice trembling slightly: "Holy One...Di Fuyi?"

"It's me, Xijiu, go out with me—" There was a touch of gentleness in his voice, and then he stretched out his hand to her: "Come on, give me your hand, and I'll take you out."

His palm was slender and white, with jade-like knuckles, and when he stretched it out in front of her, it seemed to be her salvation.

She longed to hold this hand, but...

Is he believable? Just now, several friends had appeared in front of her like this, saying that they wanted to take her out, but they just stabbed her neatly when she was not prepared!

She looked at his hand, with doubts and longing in her eyes, and even a little tired fragility...

"Xijiu, don't you even believe me?" Shengzun asked her, his eyes soft: "There are not so many people trying to harm you, this is your nightmare, be obedient, give me your hand, and I will take you out."

There was a wound cut by her sword on the palm of his hand. She felt it was a bit dazzling, and wanted to bandage him up, but she didn't dare to go there, and she didn't dare to shake the hand in front of her.

The people who appeared just now had the same rhetoric as him, much the same...

She held the sword in her hand so tightly that her knuckles turned white. In this sea of ​​blood, it was this sword that would not betray her. It would always guard her side and help her kill all invaders.

If it was anyone else who appeared at this moment, she would have slashed by with a sword!

Want to lie to her again? There is no door either!

But this person in front of him is him! It's him!

She couldn't make a move, but she couldn't let go of her heart and handed him her hand boldly...

The two stood there looking at each other for a while, and Di Fuyi was always patient: "Xijiu, you really don't believe me?"

"You are... Di Fuyi..."

"yes!"

"No! You're lying!" Gu Xijiu suddenly shouted angrily, "He's still a child now! It's not what you look like now! Damn it, you lied to me again! You lied to me by pretending to be him!"

She was unusually angry, and finally struck out with a sword!

This sword almost condensed the essence of what she had learned all her life, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder as soon as she stabbed it out.