Hearing this, Fu Changsheng raised his eyebrows curiously.

“your child?”

“Well, his godhood is almost condensed. In no more than a hundred years, he will definitely become a god who will amaze the ages.”

“What is your name?”

“I plan to call him Shaotian, Jiang Shaotian.”4

“…”

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Haotian found that Fu Changsheng was almost petrified on the spot when he heard Shaotian’s name, and he was a little confused.

After a brief moment of unconsciousness, Fu Changsheng smiled helplessly, feeling that fate was truly an unreasonable thing.

As the last piece of the Map of Mountains, Rivers and States was submerged in the void, the entire world suddenly fell into endless darkness.

“Okay, time to go back outside the painting.”

Jiang Haotian held out the thin line in his hand that was holding Fu Changsheng.

“See you again, Emperor.”

———-

I don’t know how long it was, but when Fu Changsheng opened his eyes again, he had been teleported under the Bitter Love Tree.

Da da da……

At this time, the sky was covered with a layer of gloomy dark clouds, and the drizzle seemed to have cast a blurry filter over the entire Tushan.

The cold air entered my lungs, bringing waves of stinging pain, which then gradually became numb, as if I had been having a very long dream.

The crimson wedding dress that Fu Changsheng was originally wearing had already been torn to pieces, and his entire body was stained with blood, as if he had just crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Fu Changsheng leaned against the bitter love tree with difficulty and sat down tremblingly. The drizzle stuck a strand of white hair to his forehead and spread the dried blood.

“Xiao Wan.” Fu Changsheng called the system in his mind again.

But still no response.

For some reason, Fu Changsheng suddenly felt that he was the only one left in the world again.

In a trance, a flash of light suddenly flashed across the sky and fell under the bitter love tree at an extremely fast speed.

When the light faded away, a green demonic aura dissipated, revealing Tushan Rongrong’s slightly thin figure.

At the moment when he was about to be fallen asleep by the rain, Fu Changsheng faintly heard someone calling his name.

“Immortality?”

“…”

Tushan Rongrong was originally surprised when she found Fu Changsheng, but then she became panicked when she found that he did not respond to her, and her face suddenly turned pale.

Tushan Rongrong ignored the drizzle that soaked her hair, and panickedly scanned Fu Changsheng’s body with her spiritual sense.

At this moment, Tushan Rongrong’s eyes narrowed slightly and her body trembled imperceptibly.

The golden elixir was shattered, and the spiritual veins were destroyed…

“You…” Even Tushan Rongrong didn’t notice that her voice began to tremble uncontrollably at some point.

Tushan Rongrong panickedly poured her demonic power with the breath of life into Fu Changsheng’s body, but found that the breath of life instantly dissipated the moment it entered Fu Changsheng’s body, and flowed out from the wound in Fu Changsheng’s abdomen that was pierced by the Kunpeng demon sword.

“No…don’t, don’t…” Tushan Rongrong wanted to say something, but her throat was trembling so much that she couldn’t even utter complete words.

In an instant, as a string that had been buried in Tushan Rongrong’s heart for many years broke at this moment, Tushan Rongrong’s originally beautiful eyes were instantly filled with bloodshot.

The fingertips that were clutching the corner of Fu Changsheng’s clothes clenched until they turned white. Tushan Rongrong instinctively tried to control her emotions, which collapsed, then calmed down, collapsed again, and then calmed down again.

“Heh…” Tu Shan Rongrong slightly opened her thin lips and exhaled a puff of white mist, forcing herself to calm down.

With her eyes lowered, Tushan Rongrong began to try out all the medical skills she had learned over the years, trying to repair the wounds on Fu Changsheng’s body.

That night, because she was not well-trained in martial arts, Tushan Rongrong watched the young Taoist priest die in front of her.

After that, Tushan Rongrong devoted herself to studying medicine, and no one knew the efforts she made behind the scenes.

As the green wood energy slowly caressed Fu Changsheng’s body, countless wounds began to heal bit by bit. With the help of the passage of time, the injuries on Fu Changsheng’s body began to heal rapidly.

Perhaps because of the loss of the Human Emperor’s body, the wound healed much faster than Tushan Rongrong expected.

Tushan Rongrong’s breathing suddenly became a little rapid, and the speed of the demonic power circulating at her fingertips also began to increase.

While Tushan Rongrong’s eyes were fixed on the wounds, she did not notice that Fu Changsheng’s eyelids were slightly raised.

“Third Miss.”

Tushan Rongrong suddenly stopped what she was doing.

“I……”

Fu Changsheng raised his eyes with some difficulty and wanted to say something, but his throat was so dry that he couldn’t make a decent sound.

“If it’s your last words, I’ll slap you.”

“…”

Then, the two of them stopped talking until the sound of rain drowned out their breathing and heartbeats.

It rained for a long time that day.

It was so long that even Tushan Rongrong could hardly remember when she fell asleep under the bitter love tree while hugging someone.