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"Venerable, the Phoenix Venerable is gone."

A deep voice came from the void, and although it was vicissitudes, it had a terrifying power. Fu Xi, who was opposite him, listened to his return indifferently, and just quietly asked the little boy who was accompanying him to boil water and make tea. He calmly looked at the chessboard in front of him, playing alone.

Above the void, there was silence but the voices were heard more clearly. Fu Xi's yellow clothes and white hair indifferently landed on the chess game, and the jade-colored chess pieces set off the man's white fingers to be more slender and beautiful. For a while, I could only hear the clicking sound of the chess pieces falling on the board and the boiling sound of the tea boiler.

The old man who stood at the bottom of the report was a little tightened in his chest by this dull atmosphere, he couldn't guess what the young Venerable was thinking, his delicate face always had a gentle smile, tepid will always make you feel comfortable, clean can cleanse people's hearts.

But it was also such a god that made people feel frightened, because they could never guess what he was thinking, or he was worried that his soul would suddenly disperse and disappear into the void. Cold sweat dripped down and my heart was pounding. The old man could no longer estimate how long he had stood in the hall and how long he had waited.

"Ahem."

Fu Xi, who was sitting on the high seat, finally stopped the movement of the falling son, but his eyes were still fixed on the chessboard with no known outcome or defeat. The old man standing at the bottom listened to Fu Xi's movements, his nerves suddenly tensed, and he was ready to be implicated and punished by the god in anger, but he didn't expect it to be that gentle voice. What he spat out were comforting words.

"The deity knows, Zhu Hua go down and rest, it's hard work."

The old man Zhu Hua suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over and walked out of the hall carved by white jade, a cool breeze came from the void, and Zhu Hua suddenly felt the cold behind him soaked in cold sweat.

After Zhu Hua left, Fu Xi waved his hand and dispersed the little boy who was still waiting around, staying alone in the cold and silent hall.

Cold, really cold. Fu Xi laughed at himself and sighed in his heart, this thousand years of sleep, a thousand years of glory. This kind of lonely cold, this taste of abandonment, is really the first time I have enjoyed it. Fu Xi stood up, his eyes fiercely looked at the chess in front of him that had no way out, and he couldn't understand it.

The eyes were stormy, bright yellow flames swept in the pupils, and the golden dragon spell pattern appeared in Fu Xi's eyes. With his fists clenched, he could hear the clear creaking of bones.

"Whoa!"

Fuxi, who was furious, could no longer maintain the elegance in front of the lower gods, and in anger, he flipped the chess game to the ground, and the black and white chess pieces were scattered everywhere, making a sound in the uninhabited hall, knocking in people's hearts.

Fu Xi stood above the void, and the ancient book of heaven opened for him. The longing that had been suppressed for thousands of years suddenly escaped from it and drifted to the wilderness, and the act of creation could not be stopped, and the atmosphere of Pangu had been completed, only the east wind was missing.

Fu Xi sneered and looked at the laughing god phoenix in the wilderness, but his heart was dripping blood, the Heaven Opening God Axe had already descended to the world, and the act of creating the world was imperative. The cause that has blocked the millennium will eventually begin, the war of the flood is inevitable, and there will be a lot of blood to open the door to a new world.

"My Huangzun, I want to see if Pangu will keep you for the sake of creation!"

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"Hahaha......"

"Come on, come on."

In the middle of the flood, two identical handsome children ran in the loess, bringing up a puff of dust. These two children are Huang and Yan, the sons of Pangu and Nuwa. They are naturally intelligent, they were originally born into the world, and they have carried a sense of arrogance since they were born.

The two children were laughing and playing in the wilderness, and Pangu and Nuwa were laughing and watching in the courtyard. For a while, the warmth is unlimited. Suddenly, a piece of mud with the smell of dust came to her face, Nuwa frowned but did not reach out to stop it, and just as the mud was about to hit Nuwa's face, she turned an interesting turn and hit Pangu beside her.

"Oops."

Pangu immediately pretended to be seriously injured and fell to the ground and cried out in pain, and the two children who were still standing in the distance saw Pangu in the distance, and they both covered their mouths with a smile and snickered, and their eyes were full of pride and joy.

Pangu lay on the ground, carefully observing the movements of the two children, and seeing that they were a little relaxed, he immediately stood up and besieged them. The child was also clever, screaming and running away, although the frightened voice on his face was not difficult to hear the happy voice, and soon there was a burst of lively laughter in the wilderness, and Pangu and his harmonious harmony with the children were in a mess.

Nuwa sat in the courtyard, looking at her husband and children playing with a happy smile on her face. At this time, Nuwa was like the most ordinary woman in the nether realm, guarding her simple home, teaching her husband and children day and night, and there was no longer the arrogance of the phoenix above the void.

A cool breeze blew, Nuwa didn't look at the family members who were still playing at first, but turned to look at the sky, looking at the color of the flood as gray as the land, even if it evolved for many years, the fact that there was a chaotic evolution could not be changed, and it was impossible to change the unreal environment of heaven and earth.

In a blink of an eye, 10,000 years have passed. Nuwa never imagined that she would settle down in such a place, nor did she ever think that she would have two such lovely children. Thinking of her children, Nuwa turned her head to look at Yan and Huang, who were still fighting, these two children were different from others since they were born, they were born and landed after 10,000 years of pregnancy, and they grew very slowly, and another 10,000 years passed from their birth, but they were still children.

Nuwa was worried and confused, but her face was not obvious, and she tried hard to open up a vast sky for Yan and Huang, although she was strange and confused for unknown reasons, she knew that the origin of the child must be not shallow, and she gave them breath and recuperation day and night, I don't know what the effect is.

However, I am also pleased that these two children seem to be harmless to humans and animals, but they are actually ghosts. Some things are more thorough than they do, and they don't have to worry about someone being able to hurt them, the only thing they worry about is not knowing what the future path holds.

It's warm and happy here, and there are naturally people who are empty and lonely above the void. In the cold white jade hall, a yellow figure stood on the platform without saying a word. Fu Xi's face was calm, but his heart was full of anger, he was jealous, jealous of the happiness of Nuwa in the nether realm, resentful that no matter how much he blocked the creation of the world, he finally began to develop towards the trajectory of the prophecy.

The wind gusted on the rooftop and the fog filled the sky, but none of these could stop Fu Xi from looking at the truth of the lower realm. Turning his head to look at the chess game, Fu Xi shouted coldly:

"Call Donghua to see the deity!"

With that, he turned and flew to the Nether. (To be continued.) )