Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!

Chapter 1181: So He Is Emperor Fu Xi?

Big Shot's Sweetheart Shocked the World Again!

Chapter 1181: So He Is Emperor Fu Xi?

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Chapter 1181: Chapter 1181: So He Is Emperor Fu Xi?

In the end, he was just a piece of clothing...

Ha... haha.

A wretched smile appeared on Gu Jingyan’s lips. π—³π—Ώπžπ•–π˜„π—²π•“π—»πš˜πšŸπ•–π₯.πšŒπ• π•ž

The handsome young man’s face was pale without a trace of blood, plummeting through the stormy winds and rain.

Yet the scene in his mind did not stop.

After Emperor Fu Xi drank that cup of wine from Nuwa, he boldly shrugged off the Golden Flame Battle Armor. His strong chest exuded a sense of power, and his slender arm reached out to embrace the petite woman offering the wine.

Who knew.

Nuwa gracefully turned around, her steps fluid like clouds and water, striding to the edge of a mist-shrouded cliff on the Ninth Heaven.

She looked back and smiled, calmly and resolutely:

"Brother, compared to marrying you, I’d rather leap off this celestial cliff, sever my divine roots, and be annihilated in this world!"

"Noβ€”β€”"

The man’s anguished voice echoed at the edge of the cliff.

It was a moment too late.

The white-clad figure moved so swiftly that there was no time to react, leaping off the cliff.

Emperor Fu Xi stepped forward, intending to follow her, yet stumbled and fell at the edge: "This wine... this wine... is the Immortal Execution Wine..."

Even gods who drink the Immortal Execution Wine will be annihilated.

Gu Jingyan watched as Emperor Fu Xi turned to smoke and scattered into dust at the cliff.

He tried to reach out to grab Nuwa as she fell, but he was just a piece of clothing, he had no hands. His soft long sleeves hung over the edge, filled with the dust of Emperor Fu Xi.

"Now do you know who she is, who you are?"

In the midst of this sorrowful atmosphere, Nangong Mo’s somber voice seemed to traverse time, pulling Gu Jingyan from his nightmare.

Gu Jingyan shuddered, his eyes snapping open, finding himself still suspended beneath the parachute, descending amidst the chilling wind and cold rain, with Nangong Mo’s parachute only slightly ahead.

"Then who are you?"

Gu Jingyan pursed his lips, his voice dry yet stubborn as he countered.

Even though everything was still a mystery to him, the young man did not wish to lose his momentum to this man.

Nangong Mo let out a cold laugh: "You have no right to ask me, you are merely a piece of clothing of mine."

Gu Jingyan was stunned for a moment, then a wave of shock surged through his heart.

Scenes seemed to flicker before his eyes; from the time he knew Nangong Mo, this "notorious" Fourth Master had committed numerous shocking, tyrannical acts: he would throw people who made mistakes into the aquarium to feed the sharks, he would chop off Fang Yumei’s arm at a whim, and he even constructed an entire Underground Palace adorned with explicit paintings of Fu Xi and Nuwa "fighting"...

So, Nangong Mo’s past life was the annihilated Emperor Fu Xi?

Is that why this man was so obsessed with the affairs of Fu Xi and Nuwa, even more engrossed than him, an archaeology enthusiast, and became the president of the fan support club when Gu Qiusha drew comics on Fu Xi and Nuwa’s themes, despite being a big CEO himself?

Scenes that once seemed unbelievable suddenly became linked by a strong logic.

Everything that was inexplicable now had a reasonable explanation.

Gu Jingyan was suddenly enlightened, yet felt an incredible sadness: "I am just a piece of clothing... haha, haha, since I am such a worthless rag, why did you go to such lengths to deceive me into coming to this secluded mountain valley tonight? You deceived me here, surely I still have some use to you, don’t I?"

This clay doll isn’t entirely foolish.

Nangong Mo remained silent, casting a cold glance toward Qingcheng Valley.

The parachute was about to land in an open space, everything proceeding in an orderly manner according to his plan.

Gu Jingyan followed Nangong Mo’s gaze.

He saw below in the valley, seven coffins neatly arranged in a deep pit, clearly visible.

Especially the coffin in the middle, lying inside was none other than Bao Gucheng, who had gone missing from the wedding!

"Nangong Mo, I know what you intend to do! You, you despicable, shameless person!"

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