Shiyi looked at the little chain, she liked it very much, she forced herself not to look at the little chain. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Huh, for you?" said Lingjia.

"Give it to me?" Shiyi looked at him strangely.

"Don't look at me like that, okay, I also want to give it to you, I think this chain is actually quite beautiful, so I'm going to give it to you." Lingjia said.

"Is this expensive?" Shiyi suddenly asked cautiously.

"Why do you say that?" Lingjia asked deliberately.

"It always feels like it's worth a lot. Shiyi replied.

"It's not expensive, it's just roadside goods. ”

"Alright then, then I'll take it reluctantly. Shiyi put it away with joy on his face.

"By the way, how much?" asked Shiyi.

"Why do you ask this?" Ling Jia asked rhetorically.

"I don't think I can ask for your stuff for nothing, so I'm going to buy it from you. ”

"Oh, to be honest, it's not expensive, it's worth between 85 and 90. ”

"So cheap?" said Shiyi.

"yes, I didn't expect this thing to be worth $8.5 billion to $9 billion, which is really cheap enough. Lingjia said.

"What?" Shiyi was stunned.

She was surprised and said, "What do you say, this gadget is worth 8.5 to 9 billion dollars?"

Lingjia nodded and responded, "Well, yes." ”

"Then this is still called roadside goods? No, no, I will return it to you, I don't want it, I can't afford such a valuable thing. Shiyi hurriedly handed the small chain to Lingjia.

I saw Ling Jia smile slightly: "I said I would give it to you, you will give it back to me now, and I don't want it, otherwise you will just throw it away." ”

Shiyi wanted to put it away but it was too valuable, and she wanted to throw it away, but she was reluctant, so she could only put it back in her bag in the end.

"By the way, this little chain has another name, which is called Concentric Lock. Ling Jia said suddenly.

"Concentric locks?"

"Well, it has a beautiful story!" said Lingjia again.

"What's the story?" asked Shiyi with curiosity on her face.

"Would you like to hear it?" asked Lingjia

"I don't want to," Shiyi shook her head in denial.

"You really don't want to?"

"I don't want to. Shiyi denied it again.

"I heard that this story is about the love story of a generation of heavenly kings and virgins. Lingjia said as if he was recalling something.

Shiyi frowned, and she asked, "The King of Heaven and the Holy Mother?"

"Well, the King and the Virgin, do you want to hear it? Ling Jia asked deliberately.

"Well, let's hear about it. ”

"Listen up, then. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Legend has it that the King of Heaven and the Virgin Mary, who were originally immortals who did not belong to this world, traveled here, and saw that this world had just been formed, and they were moved by compassion, so they stayed to protect this world. ”

But one day, King Yan, one of the four heavenly kings, suddenly found that his wife was missing, so he struggled to find his wife, and at that time, after the war between gods and demons, although King Yan was seriously injured, it was not fatal. ”

One day, King Yan finally found his wife, but unexpectedly, his wife was kidnapped by the four demon kings, the demon king let him harm himself, and then let the Virgin Mary go, the Virgin was dying, King Yan was eager to save his wife, no way, King Yan had to obey the order, who knew that in the end, the demon king did not keep the agreement, and with a palm, the dying Mother was almost killed. ”

Before dying, King Yan looked at his wife with loving eyes, and then turned his love for his wife into a concentric lock, so that it guarded the soul of the Virgin, and then King Yan drove west. ”

"King Yan's wife, looking at King Yan who had already returned one step ahead, her face was full of shame, she blamed her own willfulness, ran out alone, and was arrested, which eventually led to the end of the King of Heaven and the Demon King, she was afraid that she would not find her beloved in the next life, so she turned her love for King Yan into a concentric lock, and the one of King Yan just made a pair. ”

"This concentric lock is in the hand of the Yan King, the power of the concentric lock, but follow the soul of the Yan King, after doing all this, the Virgin closed her eyes in endless guilt, and finally died, in order to thank the Virgin and the Flame King, the world specially created four imperial tombs for them, and the Tomb of the Virgin. Lingjia said as if he was reminiscing.

"What a sad story. Shiyi's expression was strange, and suddenly she said, "How do you know this?"

Ling Jia smiled slightly, with a hint of mystery, and whispered to Shiyi: "Let me tell you, I am one of the four demon kings back then." ”

Shiyi's face changed, and Ling Jia suddenly laughed out loud and said: "How is it possible, if it is, it is estimated that I will go and see first, what is this universe like, how can I have time to tell you these things here." ”

Then he said: "These are just myths woven by ancient people. ”

"You don't believe that there really is a King and a Virgin. Shiyi asked seriously.

"I believe it, but I haven't seen the so-called Heavenly King and the Holy Mother with my own eyes! ”

"Ah......h

"Look at your expression, you shouldn't really believe it! Haha, it's so much fun to tease you. Lingjia laughed jokingly.

"Cut. Shiyi didn't care about Lingjia, as if she was angry, and walked alone.

"Hey, why are you angry again? Really, a woman's heart is a needle! No wonder the ending of King Yan back then was so miserable. Lingjia whispered and chased after him again.

That night, Shiyi's heart suddenly ached inexplicably, although it was only for a moment, but Shiyi's heart was always uneasy, she picked up the concentric lock, brought it to her hand, remembered the story Lingjia said, and her heart was even more uneasy.

Suddenly, as soon as the concentric lock was brought by the poetry, it began to shine, and the light illuminated the room, and a fiery red light shot out from the heavenly characters of the concentric lock, flew to the sky, and disappeared.

Another place.

The ball of light fell, Ze Wei's crossed hands were trembling, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

The ball of light grew larger and larger, pressing directly against the iron net woven by this chain.

Trying to break through this iron net, the iron net exuded a faint golden light, and even in this iron net, there was a trace of heavenly aura emanating out.

The ball of light, with thunder and lightning, sprinted as hard as it could.

On the ball of light, the thunder flickered, and this thunder carried a hint of destruction, and a domineering aura emanated, as if, in this world, nothing could stop its footsteps.