The long and narrow bay bends into a long crescent, the silent sea reflects the moonlight, and from time to time small waves crash on the sand, everything is so calm that it seems that nothing has happened.

Yan Zigao's heart set off waves a few feet high, worry and anxiety made his breathing more and more rapid, he knew very well that what had just happened was definitely not a dream, Lu Zhongqing jumped into the sea was a real thing, not an illusion!

"Uncle Lu! Uncle Lu! As he walked around the shore, the uneasiness constricted the boy's pupils.

"Uncle Lu! Where are you? ”

Except for the sound of the waves and the wind, there was no response, and even if Yan Zigao listened nervously, he didn't hear any voices.

After a few minutes, Yan Zigao's eyes turned red, he stopped shouting, the great sadness blocked his throat, and the feeling of suffocation made it difficult for him to breathe.

Even if Lu Zhongqing is the head of the Heavenly Master Dao, in the final analysis, he is also a person, and it is impossible to stay in the water for so long!

He's definitely in danger!

This thought made Yan Zigao's heart in a state of flux, and he had no time or ability to explore why a man with only a few sides of the relationship could occupy so much of his mental energy......

Thinking that Lu Zhongqing might be dead, Yan Zigao's eyes could no longer accept the tears, and the raindrops that were like white jade wetting the young man's face.

Yan Zigao, whose brain was a mess, had tears in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and ran towards the sea with sobbing and choking.

The white canvas shoes and trousers were soaked by the seawater, and every step was very heavy, and Yan Zigao had to take off his shoes and socks.

At the same time, several dark clouds in the night sky quickly gathered, completely blocking the moonlight, and the lights of the lighthouse flashed a few times and went out directly, and the light source that illuminated the sea disappeared for a while.

Complete darkness is equivalent to depriving people of vision, Yan Zigao's uneasiness index is almost off the charts, but he can't hesitate, rolls up his trouser leg and staggers on.

"Uncle Lu! Lu Zhongqing! Did you hear that? Yan Zigao's voice shouted hoarsely, and the cold waves almost knocked him down.

Why? The only person who can help him, the only person who can give him warmth, the only person who can give him peace of mind, is it going to leave like this?

He hadn't had time to say thank you, and if it hadn't been for this sudden change, he would have known soon if he was his uncle's......

Why is he so cruel, cruel to Gu Si, who died in vain, cruel to Xue Ya, who is just beginning to fall in love, and now he is like this......

The loneliness of being abandoned by the whole world shrouded the boy walking in the middle of the sea, and at this time he stopped crying, and tears flowed one by one, dripping into the sea.

I miss my uncle so much, I miss every moment by his side, and I have never been sad.

His heart gradually calmed down, his eyes showed a will to die, and he whispered in his mouth: "Uncle, I can't find you, what should I do?" ”

The water flooded his waist and he closed his eyes gently.

However, at this time, the dark and calm sea rose like a high wall, a man in a black robe with long black hair stood on the tip of the waves, the sea breeze blew the wide sleeves of the robe, like open wings, the long hair flew wantonly, and the evil face was leisurely, and there was a posture of tasting tea and appreciating flowers.

The gathering dark clouds slowly dispersed, and the moonlight illuminated the sea again.

Looking at the towering waves in front of him, Yan Zigao took a step back in shock, and at the same time saw the two people on the crest of the waves.

Opposite the black-clothed cannon stood a white-robed man with a long jade body, waist-length hair raised in the wind, a tall figure like jade, mature and handsome facial features without smiling, solemn and inviolable nobility, handsome and powerful, more like a god than the Heavenly Father carved in the temple.

The confrontation between them did not last long, and the man in the black robe took the lead with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and took the lead in hooking his hand to cause a huge wave, which turned into a thorn and rushed towards the man in white.

The white-robed man didn't pay attention to his attack, but raised his hand slightly in the direction of Yan Zigao, and the sea water turned into a water ball as if consciously, wrapping Yan Zigao in it and bringing it safely to the beach.

"Tsk, it's really deep-rooted, and I can take care of my little lover at this time." The black-robed man sneered, but his eyes were full of jealousy that could not be concealed!

When he was still a relief on the ceiling of the temple, he wanted this cute little nephew, who warmed the bed and coquettishly to protect! Knowing this, when I caught the lot to divide the main god and the dark god, I should have cheated!

Regarding the jealousy of the black-robed man, the white-robed man just responded with a faint smile.

He unhurriedly pressed his palm against the wave thorn, and with a twist of his wrist, the wave thorn turned and attacked the man in black, and at the same time, countless sea water changed into water droplets and attacked the black-robed man, with a power comparable to a steel ball.

This kind of calmness simply added fuel to the fire, the black-robed man's pupils were torn, his wide sleeves waved, and the sea water boiled like a rattle, and then countless walls of water were lifted into the sky, and he suddenly rushed towards the white-robed man.

A huge column of water rushed down from the sky, and the huge momentum was enough to make people die thousands of eight hundred times, but the handsome face of the man in white did not show the slightest anxiety, just glanced at it lightly, disappeared in place in the blink of an eye, and appeared behind the man in black!

Spikes sprouted from his palm, and he stabbed the man in black into his left chest without hesitation, and by this time the man in black had turned to defend, and the sea water turned into a shield to block the spikes.

One has a faint look, but the killing intent is overflowing, the other has a fierce eye, surrounded by black mist, and the two of them are fighting in the rising waves, and the sea water is like a pot of boiling soup that is completely stirred upside down.

"Crescent Bay Sea God greets the two great gods, please calm down!" The void conjured into the shape of a dragon, and the golden dragon hovered in the sky, speaking human words.

The sea god didn't know what bad luck had fallen tonight, he was woken up by the sound of fighting as soon as he lay down to sleep, and all the deep-sea creatures suffered from it, and when he was going to suppress it by force, he found that the two people who were fighting couldn't be provoked at all!

The two of them in the fight invariably ignored the dragon's persuasion, and stirred up the muddy sky and earth, and the waves rose and fell.

After the Poseidon failed in persuasion, in order to avoid being injured by mistake, he had to escape into the clouds and fled to other seas overnight.

The Crescent Bay, which has lost the protection of the sea god, is in great danger, and many sea creatures have also fled, and the small shrimp and small fish can only crawl to the beach, but they dare not approach Yan Zigao's body.

I don't know when it started, the sky was constantly thundering, and the golden lightning cut through the sky, illuminating the sky and illuminating the murderous two.

The thunder rolled and resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Under the pressure of the increasingly turbulent waves, Yan Zigao kept retreating, his clear eyes staring at the two of them.

When the man in white clothes was like snow and ink and butterfly hair protected him, he knew that it was Lu Zhongqing, and he was shocked by the magnificent scene of the two fighting and disturbing the sea, but slowly opened the floodgates of his memory......

There was once a man in a white robe who was as handsome as a god appeared in his life and accompanied him. At that time, he was still a soft bun, and his chubby little hands scooped water to water the flowers and bones planted by the man in white; The chubby little body nestled in the arms of the man in white, writing stroke by stroke......

Uncle God?

Yan Zigao anxiously searched for the figure of the man in white, comparing it over and over again with the memories that suddenly emerged.

He's the uncle of the Lord God!

It was this man who opened the dark room in the middle of the night, carried him out of the bathtub when he was dying, and took the trouble to find him suitable clothes; put a soul restoration banner to help him return his soul; bind him with a rope of immortal cords, and possess him......

He is the uncle of the main god, and he is also Lu Zhongqing!

The memories that emerged reminded Yan Zigao of his life with his uncle in the Divine Realm, but he and his uncle did not just live in the Divine Realm, the residual memories of different worlds made him extremely clear - he and the main divine uncle had also been in each other worlds.

All the memories of the divine realm and the experiences of another world were connected, and Yan Zigao was terrified and extremely happy to find that the fate of him and his uncle had spanned so many lifetimes!

At this time, he was no longer anxious, because he saw the battle situation clearly, and he also knew that it was only a matter of time before his uncle won.

Overjoyed, he didn't notice that his eyesight was getting better as his memories awoke.

Even if it was really night, even if they were nearly a kilometer together, and there were countless waves and water columns blocking it, he could clearly see the situation, and gradually the white-clothed man on the ground suppressed the black-robed man so powerless that he was unable to resist.

And when his small body is hit by the waves, he will no longer be knocked to the ground, and will still stand steadily; His mind was infinitely clear, and he even felt the sea of souls heating up—it was said that gods and cultivators had their own soul seas, and their souls were placed in their bodies, and their souls were immortal when they died.

Soon his attention was once again focused on the two men in the fight, who had been surrounded by water, wrapped in huge water balls, floating in the murky sky.

The water balloon is constantly shining with light.

Yan Zigao couldn't help but be glad that this was a suburb, with only lonely schools and scattered residential buildings, so as to avoid being disturbed by others.

However, such a big movement is still full of wind and rain in the city, and it is only a matter of time before others are attracted to it. It is estimated that a large number of news media have rushed here by now.

When the last bolt of lightning struck the sea, the balls of water in the air burst open, and the black-robed man turned into a black light after being hit, and was held in the hands of the man in white, and his screams were drowned out by the long-lasting thunder.

The man in white moved his fingers, the black light disappeared, and the neck of the man in white had a blooming black lotus flower, and his aura of self-esteem in the independent sky was atmospheric and solemn.