Chapter 67 How many Nuwa are there in the world?

Hearing the calm female voice, Wei Ziyan's face changed drastically. His courage seemed to be completely taken away in an instant.

Meng Xingtong only glanced at him and her attention turned outside the house. But just that glance made her heart full of disdain and included Wei Ziyan on the list of men of Ding and others.

"Nium Nuwa is here, Meng Xingtong is in a far-reaching welcome..." Xingtong said calmly, took a few steps and opened the door in person.

He faced Nuwa head-on. Meng Xingtong's expression remained unchanged.

Nuwa looked at her quietly for a moment and said calmly: "Miss Meng, let's go into the house and talk."

Meng Xingtong had to swallow the words in her stomach. She firmly believed that Zixing had fallen into Nuwa's hands now, and Nuwa's intention to kill her is no different from pinching an ant to death. After figuring this out, the fear miraculously disappeared.

However, seeing Nuwa's solemn face, Meng Xingtong was also curious about what she had to say to her.

I guess I won't want to take her life, at least not take her life in the short term. Otherwise, why bother going into the house and talking nonsense to her?

Nuwa casually picked a chair in the house and sat down, and politely asked Meng Xingtong to sit in the seat next to her.

Meng Xingtong sat down as she said, but remained silent, not asking Nuwa's intention first.

She knew that if Nuwa was willing to say it, she didn't need to ask it; if Nuwa refused to say it, it would be useless if she asked it.

The quiet air was broken by Nuwa's mouth. However, the object she asked was the "cartilage" lying on the ground.

There was no strong emotional fluctuation in Nuwa's voice: "You are so brave, but you insisted that I was a fake Nuwa. Tell me, where did you hear the rumors?"

Wei Ziyan's expression was even worse than crying. His lips squirmed a few times, but he still hugged him and said, "I, I heard from my third disciple Xin. As for his source of information, I have no way to know."

He estimated that Zixing had died in Nuwa's hands now. It should be a very safe way to push things to a "dead person".

"Don't you recognize your current situation?"

Nuwa said lightly. Without seeing her move, Wei Ziyan felt an unprecedented strange cyclone surge in his dantian area. The cyclone divided into a small part to protect his meridians, and most of them began to rush around in his body without restraint.

The cyclone even rushed into the brain, and the vision began to blur, and slowly it could not tell what color was in front of me.

However, the meridians in his body were protected and he could not die. The painful torture made him almost go crazy.

This is not the end.

A cyclone rushes around in his body, which has already made Wei Ziyan feel pain. Soon, he was shocked to find that a warm current actually emerged from his dantian. The "warm current" and "cyclone" were like enemies who were jealous when they met. They refused to give in to each other and collided with each other.

This has caused the pain Wei Ziyan to suffer to skyrocket!

Even if Wei Ziyan is a person who is beaten, he cannot afford such "torture", not to mention that he is just a pampered young man.

"Stop! Stop quickly! I'm going to feel so painful. I said it's not okay?" Wei Ziyan begged in pain.

Nuwa was indifferent.

Wei Ziyan learned Nuwa's domineering style and knew that she was not qualified to negotiate. She had to moan and announce the truth she knew intermittently.

"...just half a year ago, I went to the outskirts of Chaoge to hunt, and suddenly suffered heavy rain, and I followed him and lost. I mistakenly entered a deep mountain and saw two women with similar appearances fighting from afar..."

"The two women who fought were of equal strength, and no one could do anything to each other. In the end, they both suffered losses and had to part ways..."

Meng Xingtong didn't understand for a while, and couldn't help but interrupt and asked: "What does the fight between two women has to do with the authenticity of the saint Nuwa in front of her?"

Wei Ziyan moaned and said, "Those two women look exactly the same as the Nuwa in front of me. I guess the saint Nuwa in front of me is one of the two women fighting in the deep mountains. The two women called each other a fake Nuwa...

"I also saw that there was a white jade coffin floating not far from the two women. There was a girl lying inside the coffin, and she looked exactly like the two fighting Nuwa.

"At that time, I was so scared. I guess that two banshees who looked similar to real Nuwa joined forces to kill the real Nuwa. After that, they fought for the power of fake Nuwa... In the end, eighteen or ninety-nine was the winner...

"But no matter how realistic the disguises are, the real Nuwa is dead and lying in the white jade coffin. So, I can be sure that the Nuwa in front of me is a fake..."

Nuwa's face was cold. After hearing Wei Ziyan's words, she nodded: "I understand."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Ziyan felt the pain in her body disappear out of thin air.

"I, can I leave now?" Wei Ziyan asked tremblingly with joy for the rest of his life.

"Of course you can leave. After you have used up all your last little value, you should leave this world."

Suddenly, Wei Ziyan groaned and suddenly rolled on the ground.

He pressed one hand on his heart and the other on the ground, and tried hard to support him, but only half of his body was supported, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed into the high threshold.

He growled, and Mars appeared on many sides of his body; Mars flew everywhere, instantly turning into a fire; the fire wrapped Wei Zi Yan in, and soon he was burned to the point of being withered and all the water was lost; then, it was burned into a pile of ashes; the cold wind outside passed through the hall, and ashes flew all over the sky...

Meng Xingtong in the bright spot and Zi Xing in the dark spot were both stunned by the scene in front of her.

Nuwa's face did not change, so she let the second prince of Da Shang "destroy into ashes". She did not consider any consequences at all. Her domineering style was shocking.

Zixing was surprised that it was even more fierce than Meng Xingtong. Because he had an opportunity to have a close contact with Nuwa at Chentangguan.

The feeling Nuwa gave him at that time was not very good; but it was definitely not as domineering as the one in front of him.

Zixing began to believe the truth disclosed by Wei Ziyan: There are two tit-for-tat Nuwa in this world. It is estimated that the Nuwa that Zixing met last time was Nuwa who fought with Nuwa in front of him...

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain that Nuwa's temperament suddenly changed!

Meng Xingtong's face was pale, she clenched her fists tightly, and looked at Nuwa with a serious expression: "In order to keep the secret of the fake saint Nuwa, you wiped out Wei Ziyan. Next, it should be my turn. Let's do it. There are too many things I care about in this world, but I am definitely not a person who is afraid of death!"

A hint of appreciation appeared in Nuwa's eyes. She smiled and said with a smile: "I am the real and fake Nuwa, why are you afraid of others' slander and rumors? Get rid of Wei Ziyan at will, but because I have something to discuss with you next, and I don't want anyone to be upset in front of us."

"Oh, if you are not the fake Nuwa, with your 'saint's' cultivation, you must seek help from me, a mortal?"

Nuwa seemed to have not heard the sarcasm in Meng Xingtong's words.

She looked at Meng Xingtong quietly and said word by word: "I want you to tell me where Zixin is hiding now?"

"You said that, can I understand that Zixin has not fallen into your hands yet?" Meng Xingtong's face showed a rare look of joy: "It's better that Zixin has not fallen into your hands. However, I'm very surprised, why do you think I know Zixin's whereabouts?"

"Don't refuse to admit it. It's not easy to hide from the saint's spiritual consciousness." Nuwa said proudly: "I felt a faint breath in your residence. I know he is nearby!"

"What?" Meng Xingtong said in a lost voice.

After hearing Nuwa's words, Zixing's hair became numb and wanted to turn around and escape immediately.

"Your words are too contradictory." Meng Xingtong calmed down and said to Nuwa: "If you really found that Zixin was hiding in my room, you would have taken him long ago. Do you have to force me to tell me where Zixin is hiding?"

Nuwa sneered: "I thought I didn't know. Zixin hid in a top magic weapon similar to "Mountains and Rivers Map"? I could only feel his breath and could not lock in his specific hiding place. Miss Meng, Zixin may not be sincere to you. Otherwise, when he hides at the top magic weapon to avoid disaster, why don't he bring you with you? Instead, he brought the thousand-year-old demon fox? It is very likely that he has been fascinated by the demon fox. So, girl, you don't have to keep the secret of the hiding place for him."
Chapter completed!