"Is my resurrection the day of his death?" Gu Xijiu asked a question that she almost dared not ask. After asking this sentence, she subconsciously held her breath...

The voice still didn't speak.

My heart was frozen and my mind was confused! It felt like I stepped into the ice hole with my feet, and the blood in my body was almost scattered.

What I mean is Gu Xijiu's current symptoms.

Of course, she doesn't have a body yet, but she feels the same!

She retreated, almost shrank her body and melted into the air: "Then what else can I do to resurrection?! I don't want to resurrection!"

If her life was exchanged for his life, she would rather not be resurrected!

"This--you can't help." The voice was silent for so long, and finally spoke, but the words were cruel and ruthless: "Also, his life is fixed, and it has nothing to do with your resurrection or not. If you practice hard and practice hard, you may be able to resurrection in forty or fifty years. If you are tired and do not practice, you will be forced to resurrection for four or five hundred years, and you will not be truly changed. At most, you will be punished again because you violate the will of heaven..."

Gu Xijiu: "..." It was the first time she hated God's will!

She closed her eyes slightly and asked again: "What is God's will? Who formulated it?"

The voice chuckled: "I remember you humans have a saying that knowing the will of heaven is ruthless... God's will is fate, your own destiny. No one can violate it... Even the gods in the upper realm cannot, so don't have any other thoughts."

Gu Xijiu was silent for a moment and suddenly asked, "In the fate of God's will, are he and I not destined to be?"

The voice fell silent again.

It is indeed not possible. This fate was forcibly fought for by that person, so the person also paid a very heavy price...

However, the man forced his will to reverse the will of heaven several times, and even escaped the will of heaven several times, and he could hardly grasp it anymore. Now he forced his will to reverse it back...

"How many years does he have? Fifty or sixty years?" Gu Xijiu continued to ask. Since she was about to resurrect in forty or fifty years, then he would at least have to hold on until that time, right?

A country cannot have a king for a day, so this continent cannot have a holy master for a day, right?

The voice sighed in a low voice: "You don't have to think about how many years he has been. You have no chance to meet him again. You should think about how to govern the world after your resurrection!"

Gu Xijiu felt a loud noise in her mind, no chance to meet?!

Does his life span have not even been forty or fifty years?!

"How long will he have?! I just want to know how long will he have?!"

The voice didn't speak.

Gu Xijiu was so panicked: "Tell me! How long will he have?!" Di Fuyi's pale face and his snow-white hair flashed through her mind, and her hands and feet began to tremble.

He will not have entered the five declines of heaven and man, right?

Her voice was already shrill: "Don't you say it, right? If you don't say it, I will not only be tired of practicing martial arts, but even if I am resurrected, I will not do anything! I will also become a demon and destroy the world. I will do what I say! Say!"

The voice seemed to regret saying so much to her and said coldly: "If you become a demon, you will be punished twice as much!"

Gu Xijiu's mind was thunderous and she had already made her promise: "It doesn't matter! I'm not afraid of death, but I'm still afraid of your punishment?! How many years does he have? Thirty or forty years?"

The voice finally sighed: "No-so much."
Chapter completed!