"Ahhh

"Brother!" Zhu Rong was in pain, his whole person turned into a blazing flame and slammed into Taiyi, the violent explosion made Taiyi, who was originally fighting with Tianwu, unable to avoid it, the golden black bird let out a miserable scream, the whole body was scorched by the flames, and the flesh and blood fell off piece by piece, he roared and wanted to throw Tianwu away, and Tianwu, who was in a desperate situation, chose to blow himself up!

"Taiyi!" The Eastern Emperor Bell sounded sadly, it had given birth to the spirit many years ago, and even silently admired its master, when they traveled together in the flood wilderness many years ago, his master almost got lost in the Eastern Wilderness, it was the patriarch of the nine-tailed fox clan who passed by Qingkong who saved him, and the two of them swam together. Later, Qingkong married the patriarch of the nine-tailed fox white clan, and Taiyi followed his brother to set up the heavenly court, and the two had no cause and effect, so many years it stayed by Taiyi's side, even if he knew his thoughts, he only chose to refuse, day after day, year after year, it became more and more silent.

The golden crow bird is the pride of the sky, how can he look at the taciturn and intelligent instrument spirit, even if the latter is his companion spirit weapon, so when the Eastern Emperor Zhong first shouted his name and blocked for himself, the golden crow bird was stunned.

"When—" The huge Donghuang Bell let out a bell that rang through the wilderness, and the ancient and gloomy light that the entire bell body originally carried completely dissipated after the bell echoed.

Taiyi took back the Donghuang Bell and was surprised to find that the instrument spirit he named Changning was no longer there, and the entire Donghuang Bell seemed to have returned to the original time when he was about to break the shell, silently accompanying him.

At this moment, even on this rapidly changing battlefield, he still showed a little dazed.

"Heaven is unfair, heaven is unfair!" Gonggong and Zhu Rong are partners, both are the twelve ancestors, one of them controls the water and the other holds the fire, the Gonggong controls the water but is impatient and irritable, and Zhu Rong is extraordinarily gentle, Gonggong never thought that he would be separated from Zhu Rong so quickly, what he wanted was to wait until one day the heavens and people were decaying, the two of them had white hair, loose teeth, and then walked into the arms of death together, and now they are in the prime of life but are forever apart.

The extremely angry co-workers didn't want to think about anything, but now the Wu clan and the demon clan can be said to be both defeated, and the grief of losing his lover made him lose his mind, showing the huge original form of the Wu clan, and crashed towards Buzhou Mountain!

Buzhou Mountain is the backbone of Pangu, and the mountain range stretches up and connects the world and the earth.

Gonggong's collision is like the last straw that crushes the camel's back, the previous successive self-explosions of the lich have made the entire flood desolation appear damaged and crumbling, and now the ridge can no longer be supported, the pillar of heaven collapsed, and a big hole was broken in thirty-three days, soaked with the corpses and blood of the two lich clans, and the endless resentment and deathly water of the heavenly river fell from the sky.

The flood washed over the entire desolate land, and even more fierce beasts took the opportunity to make trouble.

For Jin, the outcome of the Lich War was already doomed at the beginning, and the first tribulation of the dragon and phoenix was still in sight, and these causal races were destined to have no good ending.

However, when the co-workers broke the Buzhou Mountain, the Tianhe River poured back, and the mourning was everywhere, he still couldn't sit still.

One Yuan Hui, he lived alone on the top of Buzhou Mountain, leaned over to see the flood and wilderness change, the hair hanging on his chest from black to gray and now as white as snow, and then day after day in the long wait, but he suddenly gave birth to infinite sadness, from that person to now he has spent countless Yuan Hui alone.

witnessed the sanctification of the sons of that man's disciples one by one, and watched the witch clan and the demon clan go from competing for resources to a day of endless death...... Every day of the year on the Flood Continent is performed countless joys and sorrows, and the birth, growth, prime, aging, and death of new life are just a nap time for him.

His life is too long, the wait is too long, and his love for that person has always been buried deep in his heart, but now he has no confidence that that person will come back one day.

Loss, pain, and weeping...... All the partners who spent the years together became the flowers in the mirror, and the moon in the water was recalled repeatedly in the long time, Jin gradually understood why his brother Pangu chose to split the world and fill the heaven and earth with his own body, because it was really too lonely!

Gradually, he understood this feeling, this kind of loneliness that followed him, like the cold wind after a heavy snowfall, made him feel chills even to the bones. The flood is a place that carries countless past events, constantly losing and gaining, watching the people who know each other around him either return to dust or hide in the nine heavens...... And now there is no one to talk about the desolation, and there are countless past events in my heart, but no one can stand side by side with it, it is really lonely!

However, when he saw the co-workers breaking the Buzhou Mountain, the four seas were uneven, and the ** was damaged, he still felt extremely sad, those creatures crying in the heavy rain, whether it was the human race, the demon race, or the witch race, he had known their ancestors, watched them multiply, and watched them turn the entire silent world into a lively and lively like the dragon, phoenix, and unicorn clans...... Jin Cai realized that he had countless concerns about these little creatures.

"I am willing to use my own strength to survive this catastrophe." Jin floated in mid-air, beside him was the howling wind and the rain with a fishy smell, as his voice fell, countless green points of light spread out from him, those wailing creatures looked up, but saw that with the green points of light falling, those with bloody and dead air to wind and rain, those dead places contaminated by countless miasma and dead gas, those who piled up the dead corpses of the witch clan and demon clans on the battlefield...... As if purified by something, countless dead places regrew spiritual plants and spiritual grasses, and countless spiritual veins were born, even the fishy Tianhe water seemed to have been purified and returned to its former clear and unfathomable appearance.

——On the ruins of the broken Buzhou Mountain, the white-clothed and white-haired god danced in the air with mysterious steps, countless green points of light lingered around him, and as he danced, his figure became more and more blurred, and more and more ethereal, and finally as if he appeared silently, he dissipated silently.

Thirty-three days away, in the Zixiao Palace.

At the moment when the white-clothed and white-haired man appeared, Hongjun broke open his eyes.

The person who suddenly appeared was no longer young, his white hair was like frost and snow, his white clothes were painted with blue lotus patterns, and even the wrinkles appeared on his face, but when he appeared, Hongjun realized that he couldn't take his eyes off him.

After becoming holy, there was nothing in this world that he didn't know, but he was surprised to find that he couldn't figure out the origin of the person in front of him.

"Sir." Yaohuan saw him sitting on the Sumeru platform when he came out, and hurriedly rushed over, "The lotus flowers in the lotus pond have withered......"

"What?" I didn't see the other party speak for a long time, Hongjun saw himself in tears in the girl's clear eyes, at this moment, the faint pain and sorrow from the bottom of my heart seemed to open a hole in my heart, and the cold wind poured in, and there was a feeling of emptiness, as if something was just now, completely lost when he didn't realize it.

However, he was not allowed to think about anything, even though the filth between heaven and earth was purified, but the collapse of the flood was already in front of him, Hongjun raised his hand and took down the four largest pieces, named Beiju Luzhou, Nanzhan Buzhou, Dongsheng Shenzhou and Xiniuhe Prefecture respectively, and the rest of the small fragments imitated the thousands of stars under the thirty-three days into one, among which there were surviving beings who lived freely on one planet.

Taiyi took his sleeping brother and countless demon clans to live in seclusion, and the surviving ancestral witches also took the witch clan to silence.

And as the demon clan with the shortest lifespan, they are waiting for the next reincarnation of Fuxi, who is replaced by Nuwa, and is waiting for the next reincarnation to meet.

When everything settled, a small lotus pod grew in the lotus pond of Zixiao Palace.

The same boy who is the keeper of the Daozu door, Yaohuan is quieter than Haotian, since the last time she saw the old man crying, she became more and more silent, until today she saw the lotus pod fall off and form a lotus seed, she smiled and held it with a jade plate to Hongjun.

"Go down." Hongjun looked at the lotus seed in the jade plate, his closed eyes opened slightly, and after waving away Yaohuan, he was not surprised to watch the little lotus seed grow and bloom on the ground and then transform into an adult man.

"Don't come unharmed." Pangu sat cross-legged in front of him.

"Pangu Daoyou?" Hongjun raised his eyebrows slightly, the existence of the other party is different from any living creature in the flood wilderness, in the words of later generations, it is not in the Five Elements outside the Three Realms, but he didn't expect the other party to be alive, and he is still living in his own Zixiao Palace.

"Do you remember where we met?" Pangu's eyes were gentle and peaceful, but when he looked at Hongjun, he had a faint sadness, he didn't wait for Hongjun to answer and asked, "Daoyou beheaded three corpses to become holy, I don't know where the three corpses are now?" ”

"You know what." After becoming sanctified, Hongjun hadn't remembered what happened before he became sanctified for a long time, but at this moment, he remembered in a trance that he seemed to have forgotten something, and as Pangu's voice fell, he only felt in a trance, and in an instant, countless lights and shadows passed through his mind, as if it was a moment and as if it was a yuanhui, Hongjun stood up violently, "I forgot a person." ”

"Do you still want to get him back?" Pangu remained silent.

"You know who he is and where he is." Hongjun was silent for a moment, his tone carrying an expectation that he didn't even realize himself, "Did he ask you to come to me?" ”

"I know who he is, you made me come to you." Pangu shook his head, his tone was a little pitying, and he placed a jade slip in front of Hongjun, "You will understand when you read it, but I don't really want you to think about it, because it will make you feel sad, and he is reluctant to make you sad." But he's gone, and the primordial spirit is shattered into countless pieces, and it needs to be slowly condensed over a long period of time, and I want you to know this. ”

Hongjun accepted the jade slip, and he recognized that the sealing technique was what he was used to passing on, so he gradually believed Pangu's words in his heart.

"He is the god dancing on the ruins of Buzhou Mountain!" The record of Yu Jian is very short, only a small influence, but Hongjun still recognized that the young man named Hanyi was his former self before Hedao, and something flashed in his mind, and he suddenly raised his head and stared at Pangu.

"You asked him to wait for you, but are you still you?" Pangu sighed, turned and walked out, there was a mischievous bird on the shore of the East China Sea waiting for him to wake him up.

Pangu saw Hongjun again is the little prince who changed his name to Lu Jian and entered the underworld to serve as a judge, and when the conflict between expounding and intercepting religion was about to arise, he didn't expect to see a purple-clothed Taoist ancestor at Nai He Bridge.

"Now that I see Daoyou, I have something to trust." Hongjun smiled, "My three corpses have entered the reincarnation, today I should also find my lover, the flood is still in the custody of Taoist friends temporarily, the way of heaven is left a line, if I seal the memory and can still love him for the rest of my life, we will meet again one day." ”

"I understand, you can go." Pangu nodded, "If I find him first, I will definitely send him to meet you." ”

"There are Lao Daoyou." Hongjun handed over his luggage, his face was pale, he was one with the way of heaven, and now he entered the reincarnation of the world and the turmoil of the world had to seal most of his power, although he still didn't think about it, but what did it matter, he and his lover would eventually meet in reincarnation.

Thousands of years later, in City C, looking at the spirit body floating in mid-air with golden light and full of merit, Sherlock, who was caught by Pangu from his bed, began to talk serious nonsense to the young man - they hadn't seen each other for a long, long time, and he missed him very much. 166 Reading Network