Lao Pao'er patted Xiao Dong on the shoulder and said, "The mission of coming to the island country this time has also been completed, are you going back with us?"

"No, you can go back first, and I'll get in touch later when you're free. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Xiao Dong shook his head and said.

"Every time I say that, I don't know when you're free. Lao Pao'er scolded with a smile, and then said, "By the way, where is your Juque? This is our Huaxia Divine Soldier, we have to keep it well, don't accidentally snatch it away." ”

"Don't worry, I have my own measure, besides, even if someone comes to rob me, can I snatch it away?" Xiao Dong smiled confidently.

"That's what I said, the divine soldiers have a fate with you, so I pity our group of veterans, who ran for a long time and came for nothing. Lao Pao'er had a sour look of envy, jealousy and hatred, but he was really happy for his brother. Huaxia Divine Soldier, that is the king of weapons, if it is obtained by others, he really doesn't know how to explain, now that Juque is in the hands of his own people, of course he is happy, "Okay, then we will withdraw first, and we must come back to see if we have time." ”

Prime Minister Bai and others wanted to keep it, but Lao Pao'er and others declined their kindness, after all, they had been out for so long and needed to go back to report. What's more, everyone else is gone, and they don't want to stay either.

After a few polite words, Xiao Dong sent Lao Pao'er and the others out of the white-clothed palace, a curling figure, but standing quietly on the roof tiles, under the background of the moonlight, it looked extremely ethereal.

Prime Minister Bai and Bai Shangjun glanced at each other, and they both took the initiative to walk away.

It was still the same small courtyard, Xiao Dong turned over and turned over, quietly looking at the woman in front of him.

Got the cherry blossom goddess inheritance of the persimmon, which is tantamount to becoming one of the strongest people, and the temperament on his body has long been incomparable.

Her hazy eyes were also looking at Xiao Dong, and then she spoke: "I'm sorry, I caught up with the Killing Legion, but I couldn't catch up with the Iron Army ......." ”

"It's okay, this account, sooner or later I will have him pay for it with blood. Xiao Dong gritted his teeth, this iron army provoked himself again and again, and almost forced him into a desperate situation several times. This time, it was even more slashed at Luo Xiaobei, if it weren't for someone's help, Luo Xiaobei would have become a corpse now. No matter what, this knife, sooner or later, he will have to return it.

He looked at the persimmon with great interest, and said with a hippie smile: "It's different to be the goddess of cherry blossoms, even talking so coldly, which makes me feel nervous." ”

The eyes of the persimmon rolled vaguely, and he still said with a straight face: "It seems that you are not too sad?"

"It's gone, and it's useless to grieve. Xiao Dong shrugged his shoulders, and didn't plan to tell the story of meeting Red Pupil and that powerful woman on the top of the snowy mountain.

"Really?" said Kazuko, who was obviously a little confused about the statement.

Xiao Dong interrupted: "I'll mention the sad thing, tell me about you, what are you going to do in the future?"

The coffin was stunned, shook his head and said, "Since I am the goddess of cherry blossoms in the island country, I naturally have an extra responsibility, and I need to protect the safety of the people of the island country." Shura, you are also a person who has inherited the Godhead, I wonder if you saw anything when you inherited it?"

Xiao Dong was shocked, took a deep breath and said, "You also saw it?"

He nodded noncommittally.

It turned out that when Xiao Dong was receiving the inheritance of the god of war Gumont Godhead, powerful power poured into his body, and he couldn't restrain it, and he almost went berserk. On the edge of the top of the snow-capped mountain, it has been resolved for a long time. But at the moment when the inheritance was completed, there was a mysterious fragment echoing in my mind.

It's as if a person's memory is playing back, making people immersive. Before the scene was chaotic, Xiao Dong didn't pay much attention to it, but now that he was lifted by the persimmon, he couldn't help but be moved.

At that moment, it was as if he had traveled to an ancient battlefield. The sky and the earth were hazy, and countless cracks and hollows had been punched out of the sky, and many people were in a fierce life-and-death struggle. It can be roughly divided into two camps, one is the countless black-robed people, and the other is Xiao Dong's side.

And everyone present is a shocking powerhouse, there are Easterners, Westerners, although their skins and races are different, but they are all working together against those black-robed people. The soldiers were hideous, and blood was flying. It seems that every inch of the air is soaked with the smell of cruelty and horror.

It's like entering a battlefield of infinite killing, and death happens every minute and every second.

Xiao Dong briefly described the fragment of his memory to the persimmon, and the persimson was also surprised, nodded and said, "The picture you see is exactly the same as I did at that time." ”

Xiao Dong was shocked and couldn't help but say: "Tsuki, are you the same as I think, that mysterious memory must have been personally experienced by the previous master of the Godhead." ”

"Yes, that's what I thought, too. He nodded and said, "You should have also heard that many places believe in gods, and most people just regard them as a kind of spiritual sustenance and belief, including you and me, who didn't believe in it before." But now, we have experienced it and become the true heirs of the Godhead, and there are gods in this world, which is undeniable. ”

"That's right. Xiao Dong frowned, "Lomeca and Smith once mentioned to me that they believed in the existence of gods, but for some reason, they all disappeared and disappeared, and the gods of faith in many places only left statues and some relics, but no one has ever witnessed their existence. Now it seems that their disappearance is related to that mysterious memory. ”

"It should be an ancient war of a certain era, I have a bold guess, whether it is the East or the West, all the gods have fallen because of that war, and since then, the world we live in has become the so-called era of the end of the law. The coffin spoke her mind.

"It's just that what kind of big war did they have, and who is the enemy?" Xiao Dong can be said to have refreshed his cognition of the world, especially after inheriting the godhead and becoming a new generation of war god Gumont, this feeling is even deeper. He finally knew that there is a mountain and a mountain high, and there are people outside the world, and there is a saying that there is a sky outside the sky.

Why is it that for 5,000 years in China, there will be so many celebrities through the ages, such as Zhang Sanfeng, Confucius, Meng, Zhou Gong, Jiang Ziya, whether it is modern or ancient, there are legendary big figures. It's just that as time goes by, this power seems to be extinct and disconnected, and it doesn't appear again.

The reason for this is likely to be related to the mysterious memory they saw. But this is just speculation, and they don't know what the truth is.

The persimmon stared at Xiao Dong tightly, and suddenly said, "Shura, you should have seen that one of the two camps in the big war is countless black-robed people. ”

"yes....... Xiao Dong responded, and then his pupils shrank, "Those black-robed people are strikingly similar to the Night Hall Lord we saw on the snowy mountain!"

"That's really what I'm going to say. The prince also took a deep breath and said, "Behind the Lord of the Night Temple, there must be a powerful force, and it is closely related to the ancient war and the fall of the gods. Their appearance may bring another disaster to the world. I have a hunch that in the near future, that mysterious memory may be represented. And we will be the direct faces of this mighty one. ”

Speaking of black-robed people, it is not the first time that Xiao Dong has dealt with them, and he has always been very taboo about this group of people. Because he doesn't know the details of the other party, and the other party's strength is strong, if it weren't for someone to help him these few times, I'm afraid he would have been planted. Another thing that made him very strange was that the black-robed man seemed to be very interested in him, could it be that there was something on his body that made the other party very interested?

Xiao Dong shook his head, since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't need to think about it anymore.

He tilted his head, stared at the night sky in the distance, and said, "Shura, no matter what the future holds, we all need to live as much as possible. ”

Xiao Dong was stunned, and didn't understand why the persimson suddenly said this: "Are you worried about that mysterious memory?"

"Okay, let's talk about the rest. Instead of answering the question, he suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, "Shura, it seems that you can't fully use the power of the Godhead. ”

Xiao Dong pursed his lips, and suddenly fell silently, and said helplessly: "Maybe my own realm is too low to withstand this power." Basically, once you turn on the power of Godhead, it can only last for about half an hour, and after that, you will be very weak, and it will feel like the strength of your whole body has been drained. By the way, what about you, it seems that you should be able to mobilize the power of the Godhead at will. ”

"I'm different from you, I'm completely fused with the Godhead, and I've inherited a lot of things from the Sakura Goddess, but I can't use them all yet. "My strength should be about fifty percent of that of the Godhead." ”

"So high!" Xiao Dong was extremely depressed, his face was full of envy, he not only had a time limit for using the power of the godhead, but also could only exert two-or three-tenths of his power, which was really much worse than the whims. He suddenly thought of something, and said strangely, "No, it is said that you have no strength in the first place, how can you be better than me if you inherit the effect of the godhead?"

"I ask you, which is more acceptable, a cup filled with water or an empty cup?" asked the priest rhetorically.

Xiao Dong suddenly realized that he immediately understood. His own strength clashed with the power of the Godhead, and his capacity was limited. Ancient martial arts masters, but anyone who has practiced to the kind of master who returns to the basics will go through a process, that is, to completely empty himself and forget everything he has learned, in order to achieve a higher realm.

Helplessly, Xiao Dong has learned too many things, and he can't let go of it, but now in this state, he is already very satisfied.

He looked at the coffin and said, "You're really not going with me?"

The coffin shook his head noncommittally, "I'm going to stay here." ”

"Okay, I'll leave tomorrow, then...... Good night. "Xiao Dong has too many memories and feelings for the persimmon, but now her name is the persimmon, not Chiba. Even if there is a lot of past, she can't remember, not to mention, she is still the goddess of cherry blossoms now, and she needs to protect her home.

"Xiao Dongzi. Just as Xiao Dong turned around and was about to jump off the roof, an extremely kind voice suddenly came from behind him.

Xiao Dong was shocked, turned around with difficulty, stared at the persimmon in disbelief and said, "What did you call me just now?"