The next day, early in the morning.

Yan Hong rubbed his head that was a little dizzy, got up on the groggy bed, glanced at Da Si Ming, who was sleeping lazily next to the pillow, and couldn't help but smile gently, where is there still the shadow of a strong woman in the past.

Thinking of last night's special bonfire party, Yan Hong was really a little worried, those scantily clad Loulan girls kept circling around him, the so-called 'hero', and even the high priest Nakia, who had always been dignified, changed into a set of gorgeous clothes.

Those eyes are really hooking a soul, making people unable to hold themselves, and what is even more terrifying is that the big Si Ming and the young Si Ming actually changed into Loulan's national costumes, and a large group of warblers and warblers surrounded themselves This should have been a kind of enjoyment, but unfortunately whenever he saw the smiling expression in Shao Si Ming's eyes and the gaze of the big Si Ming with a knife hidden in his smile, Yan Hong couldn't help but shudder.

This is really a knife on the head of the color word, and if you are not careful, it will kill you with a knife.

In the end, the alcohol did not drown Yan Hong's reason, and the reason was that Da Si Ming made a very chic scissor hand movement to someone's little brother, yes, Yan Hong had to clamp his life and be a 'hypocrite' in a cold sweat

Fortunately, Yan Hong did not change into Loulan clothes, and the Central Plains clothes have always been wide, so that Yan Hong will not be pushed out of a small tent.

Otherwise, it is not a pleasant thing to be ugly among many girls.

Compared with the big guy's life-threatening carnival, Xiao Li is much quieter, sitting alone next to the bonfire, and I didn't see her eat anything, Yan Hong in order to divert his attention, he chatted with the girl without a match, "Xiao Li! ”

"What?" Xiao Li seemed to have been suddenly awakened by Yan Hong from his contemplation, and he was still a little stunned.

"What are you thinking, why don't you dance, don't like it, or won't?" Yan Hong asked.

"It's neither, it's just that I've been through so much during the day that I'm tired. So sit back and rest. Although Xiao Li answered very appropriately, Yan Hong could detect that this was not her true words.

Getting along all the way, Yan Hong knew that the girl in front of her had always been open-minded and kind, and there were really not many things that could make her flicker.

"Is it because of the Jiuli clan?" Yan Hong asked tentatively.

"It's not." Xiao Li poured himself a glass of wine from the Western Regions, and added another glass to Yan Hong, "Come on, celebrate, that's right." And thank you and your friends for helping me so much along the way. ”

"It's better to be respectful than to obey." Yan Hong raised his cup briskly, and the two touched lightly, "Do you remember our agreement on the road?" You promised me that when you calmed down, you would tell me your story. ”

"Remember, but not now." Xiao Li took a shallow sip of wine and continued, "Tomorrow morning, before you go to the goddess mural as promised, I will tell you everything I know, and there is also a gift for you. Xiao Li's face was a little red, Yan Hong didn't expect her to drink so badly.

"Are you alright?" Yan Hong didn't care about the rest. Since Xiao Li has agreed, then he will wait, now he cares more about whether the girl pours a cup.

"It's okay, I'm just drinking for the first time. It's just a little uncomfortable, but it will be fine after a while. Xiao Li shook his head and stood up slowly.

"I'll take you back to your room." Yan Hong grabbed her.

"You go and celebrate with everyone, I want to be alone tonight,"

"Okay. Be careful yourself. Yan Hong was a little confused, but he still chose not to ask, after all, strictly speaking, the relationship between the two is not very close.

Thoughts gradually retracted. Gently tucked the corners of the quilt for the great priest, and walked towards the mural of the Tears of the Goddess facing the rising sun.

Xiao Li's slender figure still appeared in her mind from time to time, and she had an aura similar to herself.

It is a kind of exhaustion that carries a heavy burden and cannot confide in others, just like oneself, carrying this secret that transcends time and space, but can never tell anyone else.

The thin mist gradually dissipated, and the mural of the Tears of the Goddess seemed to be completely uneroded by the desert wind and frost, and it was still so vivid and lifelike.

Through the delicate mist like silk, Yan Hong showed a hint of a smile, it seemed that the two women had come earlier than him.

"Good morning, Xiao Li, Nakia."

"Good morning!" The two responded in unison.

"Everyone is here, so tell me your story." Yan Hong stroked the mural carefully.

"Everything I have experienced is related to the tears of the goddess, and everything you see below is a history that really exists, and the choices you will make will have a significant impact on the whole world."

The previous paragraph was addressed to the two of them, but the last paragraph was directed at Yan Hong alone, and while speaking, Xiao Li had already put his hand on the mural of the Tears of the Goddess.

Yan Hong was sitting, the high priest was on the right, through Xiao Li's hand, golden ripples spread out on the mural, and the scenery gradually became blurred, as if the stars were shifting, and the world became different.

…………………………

It's a beautiful world, a season full of life, and a beautiful, magical, hopeful world.

All kinds of gorgeous flowers are blooming, and they are all so gorgeous and dazzling. In the distance, you can see bouquets of golden flowers that you have never seen before.

The golden bouquet swayed from side to side in the wind, becoming a world of butterflies, and the beautiful butterflies danced softly and gracefully on the golden stage. They flew in the air for a while.

Quietly resting on the rape flowers for a while. It is this that adds a lot of fun to spring. The beauty of the golden flower also attracts many bees, who always work tirelessly day and night to pollinate the rape flower.

Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the golden flower bones immediately rise to undulating "golden waves". From afar, it's truly beautiful!

"Where is this?" Nakia looked at the world in front of her with green grass and flowers, and was very curious.

"Don't be fooled here, it's not real!" Yan Hong frowned and reminded loudly.

"Huh?" Nakia's hand gently touched the butterfly, but there was no real touch everywhere she went, but it felt empty.

"Xiao Li, where have you been, why did you bring us here!" Nakia shouted.

"Xiao Li, I know you're here, if you want me to know something, what I see, then start now!" Yan Hongdao, ---

A series of continuous tremors, Yan Hong and Nakia saw a surprising object, the Soldier Demon God, that's right, the rumored Soldier Demon God who was sealed again appeared in front of the two of them, and Xiao Li stood in the palm of the Soldier Demon God's hand, "Xiao Li, what do you mean by this?" Yan Hong was on guard and stared at the Soldier Demon God.

"Yan Hong, you don't have to panic, this is the world of the goddess, no power can hurt you without the permission of the goddess, please relax, all the answers will appear in front of your eyes, and you will get what you want to know in an instant."

A breeze blew, and Nakia closed her eyes first, and then Yan Hong also relaxed, and her mind emptied.

It's not just Xiao Li's voice that is bewitching, it's still that they treat each other sincerely, but at this moment, all the qiē starts from the beginning.

Chi You appeared between heaven and earth, and used the fallen stars to create a war demon god, and he was eventually defeated by the Yellow Emperor and killed.

The Yellow Emperor immediately unified the human race, the Jiuli tribe fled with the tiger spirit, and the goddess and the dragon joined forces to seal the corpse of Chiyou, and left the dragon soul to seal the soldier and demon god.

A few years later, the Yellow Emperor died, and the Xuanyuan Sword, the world's most precious treasure, and the Kongtong seal were preserved in the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum.

After many years, Yu established Xia, and cast Jiuding, later Xia was destroyed by Shang, Jiuding fell into the hands of Tang, six hundred years later Chengtang Foundation was replaced by Zhou Wu, Yuwang Jiuding returned to the hands of the Ji family, Zhou Gongdan reopened the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, and put the emperor's heavy weapon Jiuding into the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum.

And left seven keys, and gradually the legend of the seven houses of the dragon began to circulate in the world, and the origin of the rumor is untraceable, I don't know whether it originated from Zhou Gong or Jiang Ziya, but all the people in this world who can touch the highest level believe in this legend.

Cycle after cycle, spanning thousands of years, Yan Hong even saw the future, and one day two thousand years later, he died.

After that, he lived again and became the grandson of King Yan, Yan Hong!

-Ah-ah-

With an exclamation, Yan Hong woke up, and as far as the eye could see, Nakia looked at him with concern. (To be continued......)

PS: What a pit, my mind is messy, I can't calm down, do I want to go to Songshan and learn the Shaolin meditation mantra?