None of the disciples in the cultivation world are normal people

Chapter 191 Zezhi has gone crazy

Huangfu Jiao immediately took out her own small stool and sat down, grabbing a handful of melon seeds and saying, "Tell me in detail!"

Zhengyang was speechless for a moment, then he said seriously: "The power of the gods is not unified, so they can't pose a threat to the Heavenly Dao. So the only thing to do now is to make the gods work together. The Heavenly Dao has been polluted, and one day it will be exposed. At that time, I will save all the gods, sacrifice myself and send them into reincarnation, and wait until the gods return, and then settle accounts together."

"Wait!" Huangfu Jiao asked, "Can the Heavenly Dao kill?"

Zhengyang nodded, then shook his head: "Yes, and no! The Heavenly Dao coexists with this world and is immortal. But if He becomes extremely weak, in order to preserve this world, He will give up everything to make it work again. This includes the heart that He has created. At that time, He will naturally return to the fair and just Heavenly Dao of the past."

Huangfu Jiao snapped her fingers: "I understand, this is what is called purification!"

Zhengyang smiled and said, "You are as smart as Zezhi."

"Come on! I don't deserve it. Look at her, she's dying every day. I won't be like that!"

"That's because you are now grown up, while Zezhi... is only a few hundred years old. He is still a child in the eyes of the gods."

"Hehe...Are you a pervert for marrying a child?"

"..."

Knowing that Zhengyang would not kill him, Huangfu Jiaoting also began to act unbridled: "I say, Your Highness the Demon Lord, do you know what will happen in the future?"

Zhengyang: "Of course not. Peering into the future is against the will of heaven. It has a huge impact on me. I can only get a rough idea."

"Then do you know..."

"Girl!" Zhengyang interrupted her: "Don't tell me too much. This will have a great impact on the future. I know the general idea and what I want to do. That's enough."

"Okay!" Huangfu Jiao, who wanted to tell him that Zezhi was pregnant, shut up.

Zhengyang: "How long will you stay here?"

"I don't know either. I guess we have to wait until Zezhi dies!"

"I understand. If you need anything in the future, you can tell me and I will try my best to make you feel comfortable."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"It doesn't matter. You are Zezhi. In my eyes, you are the same as her."

“……”What’s the difference?

Huangfu Jiao was very dissatisfied with this.

……

With Zhengyang as an insider, Huangfu Jiao felt much more comfortable.

Every time Zhengyang brought something delicious or fun for Zezhi, he would also give her a portion.

Even at night when Zhengyang and Zezhi were sleeping, he refused to let her watch the scene.

Not only did he set up a barrier in his room, he also hung a sign saying "Huangfu Jiao and dogs are not allowed to enter."

This caused Zezhi to ask him several times: "Who is Huangfu Jiao?"

Zhengyang said nonsense seriously: "Is the name of our future daughter nice?"

Zezhi was helpless: "...Brother, we won't have children, you should know this."

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe there's already a baby in your belly." Zhengyang hugged her from behind and stroked her belly gently.

The two smiled at each other and were very affectionate.

Huangfu Jiao, who wanted to observe Zezhi's pregnancy process, not only didn't get to see the scene, but was also fed a mouthful of dog food.

Sorry to bother you!

She didn’t know if it was because her origin had been restored, but whenever she saw Zhengyang and Zezhi being affectionate, she felt very uncomfortable.

An emotion called jealousy that shouldn't exist is spreading...

……

Day after day, time passes very quickly.

All the memories that followed were reproduced one by one!

The gods and demons have always been incompatible, but Zhengyang is no pushover.

Even Huangfu Jiao had to admit that Zhengyang had both the intelligence and the means.

He is really a very charming man, and he loves Zezhi very much and always responds to her requests.

The most violent fight between the two tribes was when Tiandao personally took action, captured Zezhi, and used her to threaten Zhengyang, demanding that he be exchanged for 10,000 demons.

Zhengyang is very popular among the demons. Although Zezhi is still a god, her kindness also makes the demons convinced.

Even if Zhengyang doesn't agree, these demons will still save Zezhi.

So after Tiandao spoke, without waiting for Zhengyang to make a decision, ten thousand demon generals collectively slit their throats.

They were absorbed by the Heavenly Dao... nothing was left...

Zhengyang was very angry. After Tiandao released Zezhi, he also attacked Tiandao.

Although it did not have much impact on the Heavenly Dao, it did temporarily block his abilities.

But the loss was heavy.

night!

Zezhi blamed herself for the deaths of ten thousand demons because of her, and she became ill again and threatened to commit suicide.

After Zhengyang coaxed her to sleep, he sat alone in the yard with a few pots of wine.

His expression was filled with fatigue and fragility, without any trace of the fortitude he had during the day.

Huangfu Jiao watched silently in the dark, and for a moment she felt a little sorry for the man.

What he has to protect is not only Zezhi, but also the many gods and demons who follow him.

But everyone knows the outcome of this battle, Zhengyang will definitely lose!

After all, that is the way of heaven!

What good outcome can come from going against heaven?

Seeing Zhengyang drinking pot after pot of wine, Huangfu Jiao moved to his side and said, "Hey, stop drinking!"

Zhengyang didn't even look at her and took another big gulp of wine.

"I said stop drinking!" Huangfu Jiao snatched his wine pot: "Cheer up, don't you already have a plan? Think about your plan, the way of heaven will fail, and He won't be proud for long."

Zhengyang was silent for a moment before saying, "Actually, I'm very tired!"

Huangfu Jiao: "I know!"

Zhengyang: "Actually, I don't know if this plan will work!"

Huangfu Jiao: "I know!"

Zhengyang: "If we lose, we will all die."

"No!" Huangfu Jiao looked at him seriously and told him firmly: "You will definitely win!"

Zhengyang looked at her for a while, and suddenly smiled with relief: "Zezhi, I'm glad that you will be so optimistic in the future."

Huangfu Jiao rolled her eyes and complained rudely: "But your future self doesn't believe my optimism at all. You're afraid that I'll commit suicide, so you stole my origin and prevented me from recovering my memory."

Zhengyang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't it because my future self loves you too much?"

Huangfu Jiao disagreed, "Even so, you can't take my things without my permission and call it doing it for my own good. I'm a human being, you should have some minimum respect for me, right?"

Hearing this, the smile on Zhengyang's face was gradually replaced by bitterness: "Look at Zezhi now, you should be able to understand what the future me does, right?"

Huangfu Jiao was silent!

At this time, Zezhi was actually... already sick!

This disease is called schizophrenia in modern times.

The deaths of too many gods and demons dealt a heavy blow to Zezhi.

She lived in pain and self-blame every day, driving herself crazy.

It was fine when she was not having an attack, but once she had an attack, she would regard herself as a sinner and try every possible way to die.

If Zhengyang hadn't been on guard, Zezhi would have been dead long ago.