Chapter 477 The Fallen God

"feel better now……"

Xuan'er hugged Ning Wuxie and lay on the ground, letting him do whatever he wanted on her body, just to relieve the severe pain in her soul.

Ning Wuxie put his hands on both sides of Xuan'er's head and stood up slowly, his face flushed, and his heart was filled with shame.

The sense of detachment I had just now was gone, and the sense of superiority that looked at everyone as insignificant as pigs and dogs was gone...

He now felt like Bai Lian who had fallen into the mud, controlled by such despicable emotions, but he couldn't help himself.

But looking at the woman's messy clothes and budding beauty, he had to admit that she was really beautiful.

"I will control it in the future." He arranged Xuan'er's clothes and stood up slowly.

"Why do you have to control? I won't hate you."

"I hate."

"...After becoming the Great Emperor, will you no longer have that desire?"

"What kind."

"never mind."

Xuan'er lowered her head sadly.

In fact, Ning Wuxie knew what she was talking about. When Xuan'er called him brother just now, he had already had the urge.

But as a god, he should take things like a plaything at will and throw them away at will.

But his "ugliness" just now made him feel dependent, as if this woman had taken some control of his life. This feeling made him feel uncomfortable all over.

He kind of hates this woman.

Another sharp pain in my head! Ning Wuxie pressed her temples and lowered her head, grinning.

"Are you okay?" Xuan'er hurriedly came over to massage his temples, but he slapped her hand away.

"Don't touch me!"

Xuan'er's expression darkened and she took two steps back.

"...It's okay, brother."

Ning Wuxie raised his head suddenly, his eyes full of fear. He took a step forward and wanted to stop, but his body still rushed towards Xuan'er uncontrollably.

Holding Ning Wuxie in her arms, Xuan'er massaged his head. This time, he didn't resist.

Ning Wuxie almost cried, gods are not like this at all!

There is no avenue in the world written like this, he doesn’t understand it at all!

This damn fate curse! What happened to me in the past? How could a person carve out a life curse every day and every night for five years? Unless it was voluntary, it would be impossible!

Did this woman do it? ?

Ning Wuxie's teeth were itching with hatred, but he didn't dare to leave Xuan'er's arms, because only by smelling her scent could he come up with this idea smoothly, otherwise, his head would be in severe pain again.

What kind of secret method of the soul can set an entire concept as a restricted area, making it difficult for one to touch.

This woman is really vicious!

Ning Wuxie held Xuan'er in Xuan'er's arms with hatred and cowardice for a long time. Xuan'er looked at him, her eyes gradually filled with mist.

She didn't know that Ning Wuxie had secretly resented her, but she also understood why he was like this.

A brother will always be a brother.

He really kept his promise.

In an unimaginable way, he made loving himself a "habit" for the person in front of him!

This person is my brother...otherwise, why would he be holding me?

"Brother...do you want that..."

"Which one?" Ning Wuxie, who had lost her emotional perception, was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously hugged Xuan'er tighter, "Don't always call me brother!"

"I know... that's the one..." Xuan'er grabbed Ning Wuxie's hand and guided her to the right place.

Ning Wuxie was stunned again.

this……

This is so depraved!

How could I be coerced into doing such a thing like this? !

He is a god, a god who carries the Tao with his body and has a panoramic view of all the people throughout the ages!

"I……"

"Brother, brother, brother..."

Xuan'er held Ning Wuxie's head and whispered a magic spell in his ear.

Ning Wuxie's head buzzed, her eyes lost their luster, and she directly pushed Xuan'er down.

…

After a long time, the two separated, each breathing heavily.

Xuan'er leaned sideways on Ning Wuxie's shoulders, pressing one of his arms under her with a look of love on her face.

Ning Wuxie covered her face, as if she was insulted.

"elder brother……"

"Don't call me that!" Ning Wuxie roared angrily, with uncontrollable crying in his throat.

He is too cowardly a god. He clearly despises these things, but he is uncontrollably sinking.

So depraved!

Xuan'er's neck flinched, but now she was feeling happy both physically and mentally. Her pain just now had been comforted, and she responded obediently: "Okay~"

"Then what should I call you from now on?"

"Call my name!"

Ning Wuxie broke away from her arms, sat up and put on her clothes.

"Then what did you call me?"

"Of course...Xuan'er." Ning Wuxie wanted to call her Jiang Ningxuan, but found that she couldn't.

They knew her name was Jiang Ningxuan, but the only word she could pronounce was Xuan'er.

"Okay." Xuan'er was happy.

Very good, as long as you call him brother, he can become a brother...

Normally, he is just Ning Wuxie and his elder brother, but...

It would make her feel better after all.

Xuan'er wanted to dress Ning Wuxie, but he pushed her away and refused to insist. She wore her own clothes.

"Where are we going now?"

"Outside the territory, looking for the Great Emperor and the Way of Heaven!"

"Aren't you going to say goodbye to Chen'er?"

"Ning Chen?" Ning Wuxie raised her eyebrows, "I'm not going."

"He is your son!"

"What about my son? He is just a mortal and will die eventually." Ning Wuxie said coldly, with a hint of pride in his voice.

He is the Great Emperor, an everlasting existence. No one can shake him in the long river of time. Feelings with mortals are meaningless.

Xuan'er looked a little sad, knowing that she might not be able to see her child for the last time.

She looked at Ning Wuxie with a complicated expression, "What about me? Am I also a mortal?"

"You are a fairy spirit, not a mortal, but now you have become one with mortals." Ning Wuxie packed up his clothes and glanced at Xuan'er with disdain.

Xuan'er's face became gloomy and he stood up slowly.

Yes, it would be better for Chen'er not to see his father like this.

"Don't forget that you can have what you have today, and you can't do without me."

"... It's all just chance. On the road to the top of the immortal road, everything is my stepping stone."

Ning Wuxie stretched out a hand to Xuan'er, "Come, I'll take you to the outside world."

Xuan'er looked at him coldly and walked over.

"Brother is so cold."

Ning Wuxie was stunned, his cheeks suddenly became hot, and he looked at Xuan'er, and a sound of swallowing saliva came out of his throat.

Ning Wuxie stretched out his hand and tried to grab Xuan'er, but she dodged lightly.

"You!"

"Brother, what are you doing, want to hug me?"

Ning Wuxie felt a sharp pain in his brain, bent down, and weakly grabbed his hands in front of him, stumbling to find her.

"Don't say such things in front of me in the future, do you hear me." Xuan'er's tone was cold, and she always stood three steps away from Ning Wuxie, keeping a distance from him.

"Why, why!" Ning Wuxie couldn't walk anymore, and leaned on his knees.

"I don't like to hear it." Xuan'er paused, "I don't like to hear brother say such things."

"...Okay! Okay, okay, I promise you, come here quickly." Ning Wuxie knelt on the ground and surrendered loudly.

The extremely thirsty smell and body slowly approached. Ning Wuxie hugged Xuan'er and buried his face in her belly. He knelt like a sinner who was begging for forgiveness from the saint.

After a moment, he calmed down, stood up, and pushed Xuan'er away, his eyes indignant.

This woman is so hateful!!

"Why did you push me away? Aren't you going to the outer domain?"

Ning Wuxie gritted his teeth and wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to say it after all. He had to grab Xuan'er's arm again and pull her into his arms.

With a wave of one hand, the void was broken. This time, the broken space was no longer a deadly turbulence, but a precise passage to the outer domain.

"Is it cold outside?" Xuan'er was a little scared.

Ning Wuxie was annoyed and ignored her. He just hugged the woman tighter and stepped into the void.

The figure disappeared, the cracks shrank, and only a mess on the ground remained.