It seems that everything is calm, but the Divine Realm is not like this, compared to the Immortal Realm where the Nine Heavens are celebrating, the Divine Realm of the Thirty-Three Heavens is depressed!

"Did you hear that? God is back! ”

"Who? Which God? ”

"Tsk, you forgot? A million years ago, the god of Joy who almost turned the two realms of immortals and gods upside down! ”

"Is it the only ancient phoenix god who has survived the Great War of the Ancient Gods and Demons, and has been living in the northern underworld since then?"

"Yes, yes, that's him!"

"Oh my God, I think we need to find a place to hide as soon as possible, the goddess disappears, if we can't see the goddess, the god will be furious, maybe there will be another bloody storm?!"

"Heh, where can you run, we are already the gods of the thirty-three heavens, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is really another bloody storm, and countless creatures under it will be buried. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

“……”

The luxurious and magnificent Divine Court Hall, where the gods of all walks of life are lined up, and on the throne above the ninth order sits the ancestral god who is in charge of the divine realm, and all the gods are staring at the closed door of the main hall with solemn expressions, as if something fearful will rush out of it at any time.

"Squeak-boom-"

Under the nervous gaze of the gods, the door of the temple was slowly pushed open, causing a heavy sound.

A silver-white figure slowly appeared in the sight of the gods, the familiar silver robe, an ankle-length silver thread, like a waterfall under the nine heavens, exquisite and unparalleled appearance, a little blood-colored feather in the center of the eyebrows added to the demon, indifferent and noble cold temperament, like a powerful existence like a fairy!

"Welcome to the return of God!"

The gods bowed and saluted.

Even the ancestral god on the throne stood up and said to the visitor with a smile: "Le Yan, welcome back." ”

Le Yan just nodded and said, "Ancestral God." ”

"Le Yan, the Northern Netherworld has remained the same since you left, if you want, you can go and live at any time."

"Hmm." Le Yan responded softly without any fluctuations, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his curly and thick long eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes.

"She's gone, isn't she?"

During the questioning, his frost-covered eyelashes seemed to tremble.

In the silence, it seemed that every second passed extremely slowly, and after a long time, I heard the ancestral god sigh and say, "That's right, she should have dissipated into heaven and earth at the beginning. After you were knocked down from the Cliff of the Gods, the demon lord reunited her soul with his own life, stored her soul for her, and arranged for her to be reincarnated. The demon lord exchanged her life for her rebirth. ”

"Got it."

After getting the answer he wanted, Le Yan turned around and left without hesitation. is obviously a powerful existence that even the ancestral gods are afraid of, but the back of leaving at this moment is extremely thin and lonely.

The ancestral god waved his hand to disperse, standing in the empty and uninhabited hall, he looked at the dome of the hall with complicated eyes, millions of years ago, if he hadn't joined forces with the Immortal Emperor, and hadn't selfishly wanted to use Le Yan to marry the two clans of the Immortal God, wouldn't a series of tragedies have happened later?

It's a pity that even as an ancestral god, he doesn't have the power to defy the sky and start everything all over again.

Le Yan returned to the North Underworld, and as the ancestral god said, it has remained the same, and nothing has changed.

A huge plane tree stands there in a state of standing up to the sky, with lush foliage and thick branches. The crystal green leaves cross a layer of pale green light, and the whole tree is particularly spiritual and beautiful.

When Le Yan approached, the leaves suddenly made a rustling sound, and the branches kept shaking, as if he was very happy about his arrival.

"Old friend, I'm back."

He touched the ancient trunk and whispered, his eyes that had always been cold and indifferent were full of tenderness.

……

For the god of Le Yan, who stayed in the Northern Netherworld so quietly after coming back, and did not take another step, the gods expressed doubts and fear.

Why didn't the gods make a big fuss about the two realms of immortals and gods, it stands to reason that the gods should have recovered all their memories, and the incident millions of years ago could it be that the gods forgot about it?

It was only after the gods decided that Le Yan Shang Shen would not come out of the North Underworld and would not pursue the incident millions of years ago before they relented.

It's just that no matter what happens to all walks of life, the world-independent Heavenly Damnation Realm has not been affected by any turmoil, and there is still a peaceful state inside.

Gu Muyao, who had lost her soul and soul, was often exhausted, so she slept and recuperated for a whole year, and Cheng Qin used the ancient secret recipes treasured in the whole clan to finally refine the Nine Songs of the Soul Gathering Pill, barely making up for the loopholes in the soul in her body, so that she was no longer as sleepy and tired as before.

But there are pros and cons, after taking this pill, her memory will become blank, because the medicinal properties are too strong, and her mind may not be able to withstand this stimulation.

But if she comes across some people or things that impress her, there is still a certain chance that she will remember them.

Gu Muyao, who had just woken up, didn't even know where she was, and she had no impression of Cheng Chengqin, it was only because of her blood relationship that she had a trace of closeness to him.

Although disappointed, Cheng Qin didn't care, anyway, he had a lot of time! In the end, as he wished, Gu Muyao recognized him again and called him "Dad".

After the memory gap, her receptivity was obviously much better, and in less than three months, she recognized him.

After completely losing her memory, Gu Muyao was obviously much happier than before, the sorrow accumulated in her eyes disappeared, and more and more smiles appeared on her face.

"Dad, will you accompany me to fly a kite?"

"Xiao Yao, obedient, let's go learn the piano first this afternoon, okay? You haven't been to your Aunt Jiuqin for three days in a row, and she's getting angry. ”

"Okay."

Gu Muyao didn't know why, she felt very lost when she touched the piano, and she always felt that she had forgotten something.

"By the way, Dad, is this the sword you gave me? A while ago, I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have a sword, and I tried to summon it, and it really appeared. ”

Looking at the sword in her hand that was like a sword forged by an ice edge, it was gorgeous, beautiful and sharp, and it was cold.

Negative Chengqin frowned, and reached out to take the sword in her hand, but before her hand could get close to the sword body, she was cut by the sword qi.

"Hum—"

The sword body trembled slightly, and Gu Muyao shook it hard before stopping.

"It doesn't seem so."

Seeing this, Gu Muyao muttered, and put away her sword with some disappointment.

"Dad, do you know who he is?"

She took out a well-preserved little sugar man, and when she raised her eyes, she was immediately shocked, and asked with trembling lips, "Where did this come from?" ”

"Oh, when I think of the sword, I think of this too."

"You don't know him."

Hide the panic in your eyes and say stiffly.

"Really? But I want to know him, Dad, do you know who he is? Where is it? Can I go to him? ”

"No, you can't."

Negative Chengqin refused without hesitation, what kind of joke, he tried his best to let his daughter finally have those messy people and things in her heart, how could she let her go to him?