In the year 743 of the Heavenly Calendar, the Divine Monument Enchantment finally could not support the fragmentation due to the lack of a monument spirit, and the two demon clans stationed in the Northern Wilderness raised an army to attack, and the first battle of the God and Demon War began. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In this battle, the two sides were evenly matched, but it was just that the people in the lower realm were not able to make a living, the wind and rain were not smooth, there were droughts and floods, the people were displaced, and occasionally the fire fell, and it was the end of countless casualties.

On the main hall of the Divine Court, the gods stood on both sides, including Lan Meng and the others.

The ancestral god sitting on the throne above the ninth order asked with a solemn look in his eyes: "This time the demons are menacing, do you have any good proposals to resist the army of gods and demons?" ”

"The gods thought that they should ask Le Yan to take action."

"The lower god agrees with the proposal of the Cloud Divine Monarch."

"The gods agree ......"

The words stirred up a thousand waves, and just after Yun Su finished saying that sentence, a chorus of echoes sounded almost immediately in the main hall.

The ancestral god's face was slightly tired, if Yun Qianhua could say that he could ask for it, why would he convene a council now!

Leaning on the throne, he pinched his eyebrows and said, "I know, Lan Meng stays, and the others go down first!" ”

Gods: "Yes! ”

Lan Meng, who was left alone, frowned, looking at the man who seemed to have a lot of vicissitudes in just one year sitting on the throne, although the immortal god had the ability to be immortal, but at this moment, she really couldn't help but wonder if this man would age.

"Lan Meng, do you think that I, the ancestral god, am a failure?"

"Don't dare!"

"Oh, I don't dare, not no!"

"Ancestral God, I ......"

He waved her hand to show that she didn't need to explain, and continued, "If you go to invite Le Yan, what are the chances of success?" ”

"Zero."

blurted out without thinking, don't ask her why she is so sure, since Gu Muyao's accident, Yun Tianhua's temperament has changed greatly, and he basically doesn't have anything to do with any immortals. If he weren't still a god, she would have wondered if he had fallen into the devil.

Even for her, there is no good face!

After thinking about it, she said, "Now except for Mu Yao, there is no one who can be invited!" ”

"Hey! Let's go down! ”

"Yes!"

Glancing at the man leaning on the throne with his eyes closed, she bowed respectfully and left the main hall.

"Ah Jiu."

"Ancestral God."

A young man in silver soft armor appeared in the main hall out of thin air, kneeling on one knee and whispering.

"Go to the underworld and ask Miss Mu Yao to return to the divine realm."

"Yes."

After the boy took over the task, a burst of white light flashed, and he was already missing in the spot.

……

At this time, the person they were looking for was caught in the bitter sea of memories and could not extricate themselves.

In the underworld, Hui Qingyi looked at Ah Jiu who came to ask for someone, his face was dark and uncertain, and his tone was extremely unkind: "People are no longer with me, go back and tell the ancestral god, don't come to me to ask for people again." ”

"But the Lord of the Underworld, it was obviously you who brought Miss Gu back before, if Miss Gu is not here, then where is Miss Gu? After all, Ah Jiu was ordered by the ancestral god, and asked the underworld lord not to make it difficult for Ah Jiu. ”

Looking at the somewhat aggressive Ah Jiu, Hui Qingyi waved his sleeves and said coldly: "If you don't believe in the deity, search it yourself." ”

"Since the Lord of the Underworld has said so, then Ah Jiu can only be offended."

"Humph!"

Hui Qingyi snorted coldly, and temporarily removed the guardian enchantment of the underworld, reducing the level of defense to the minimum, so that Ah Jiu could investigate.

The latter was naturally not polite, and even used his divine sense to carefully search the entire underworld three or four times before stopping, and after making sure that there was no one to find, he respectfully bowed to Hui Qingyi and apologized: "I'm sorry, Ah Jiu has offended, Ah Jiu will come to the door another day to apologize, but now I need to go back to the God Realm to return to the ancestral god." ”

"Hmm."

After Ah Jiu left, Hui Qingyi's face was completely gloomy, in the past two years, he had never given up wanting to open the Netherworld Gate, but no matter what he did, he couldn't achieve his goal, not to mention, and even almost lost control of the Netherworld.

He was sure that Gu Muyao must still be inside now, but he didn't know why his divine sense couldn't sneak in.

In the ninth-story palace of the Netherworld, a bewitching man in a crimson gauze robe sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the woman lying on the bed with a pair of red eyes like pigeon's blood gems.

The woman's face is beautiful and unparalleled, her lips are as pale as water, her face is faintly pale, her eyebrows are slightly frowned, and a red vertical line is looming, as if she is doing a nightmare.

"Xiao Yao'er, it's time to wake up, you've slept long enough, wake up, okay?"

He held the woman's hand tightly and whispered softly, looking at the woman's eyes intently, as if he wanted to sink the woman's form into his soul.

"Demon Lord, this is a front-line battle report, please take a look."

"Didn't you say it, just leave this kind of thing directly to the Demon Venerable, don't bother me and my wife if you don't have anything important."

"Demon Venerable......"

"Meixu, you threw me all the, how long do you want to stay here?"

A man in a dark color costume walked in and shouted in a low voice, and there was a bit of hatred in his voice.

"After the Divine Tablet Barrier was broken, you told me that you were going to attack the Divine Realm and make those hypocritical immortals and humble mortals who had bullied Mu Yao pay a terrible price for their stupid actions, but since the war, you have been hiding in the Netherworld and refusing to take a step, and you don't even care about the battle situation, is this what you call revenge?"

"Qianyimo, this is what you should do, isn't it? This is what you owe Xiao Yao'er! ”

The man in the red gauze robe still held the hand of the woman lying on the bed tightly and did not let go, did not even turn his head, and said in a calm voice.

"Meixu ......"

The man in the dark color suit, that is, Qian Yimo, clenched his fists, suppressed the sadness and unwillingness in his heart and frowned: "Regarding that incident, it was my fault, so I have decided to let go of this emotional battle." But now that the war between the two realms is already on the way, if you don't go out and preside over the overall situation......"

"It's good if you don't preside over it, I want to wait for Xiao Yao'er to wake up, and I won't go anywhere until Xiao Yao'er wakes up."

"Stubborn!"

"Well, if Xiao Yao'er doesn't wake up, everything I did won't make sense."

"A month, a month later, whether Mu Yao wakes up or not, you have to get out of charge for me. You must let the army of the Northern Wilderness Realm recognize your existence, and as a king, advancing and retreating with the soldiers is the most basic order. ”

Meixu listened quietly and didn't speak, I don't know if I listened to his words in my heart.

Qian Yimo took a deep look at the hand that was clinging to Gu Muyao, his eyes were complicated, and he looked at Gu Muyao who was lying on the bed and couldn't wake up, and his complicated eyes immediately turned to sadness.