Chapter 55

The owner of the island in the East China Sea is no longer in serious trouble, and now only Na Song Nian is lying on the bed.

Groggy and groggy, I don't know where it is.

Song Nian is not without a trace of memory.

He remembered the journey, remembered that he gave the last bit of blood to Fan Wen, he should not have been extinguished, but if you asked him where he was now, he couldn't answer.

"Awake?"

Looking at the bed, Song Nian stared straight at the ceiling.

"Hades?" Song Nian felt that the Lord of the Underworld, who was now twisting his handkerchief on the side, was a little soft, but he suddenly remembered that it was when he broke into the illusion of Taozhi Mountain with the King of the Underworld, he looked at the Enma with the food box, and felt that this matter was not in tune with him. But today, I don't know why, looking at the people by the bed like this, I feel very harmonious.

"I ...... Where am I? ”

This throat is uncomfortable, not only dry, but also a little hoarse, so dry and unbearable, the words that come out are a little difficult.

"I'm back."

Coming back? Where to return? The underworld? But how do you look at the past here, it's not the same as the feeling of the underworld?

"We're out of the East China Sea?"

Although he said that he had doubts on his lips, he could easily tell that this place was not the extreme of the East China Sea by inhaling the breath in his mouth and tongue around here.

The smell is not unbearable.

"Want to expose yourself?"

Enma didn't answer, but handed over the twisted hand towel and poured a cup of tea from the teapot by the way. Stuffed into Song Nian's hand along with a hand towel.

Song Nian gulped down the tea, covering the part below his nose, and flattened the corners of his mouth a few points by the way. These are covered by tea cups, and they have not leaked a single bit.

He Song Nian didn't want to be exposed.

To the mortal text of the East China Sea, he didn't want to; As for the little phoenix boy above the nine-layer sky, he didn't want to; Ancestor is Ancestor, Song Nian is Song Nian, Ancestor will do all the things he should do, has already been completed, if he doesn't do enough, he doesn't have the right and magic to make up for it now.

He's just Song Nian.

In the underworld, the shopkeeper of Song, who runs a shop with a conscience.

The ancestor is already in the past, let it go with the wind.

"This is the Jiao clan."

Song Nian pondered these things on the side, and raised his eyes to see another bed in the corner, or to people he didn't know, it was just a slightly strange bed. It looks very bloated, but it is a very warm "nest", which is the method of their Jiao clan to spend a short time in the cold - hibernation.

The dragon clan never hibernates, but the Jiao clan cannot, so in the place where the Jiao clan lives, there must be this thing on the side.

"This is Jiaoguo."

Enma took the tea cup in Song Nian's hand, turned around and poured him another cup of tea and stuffed it into his hand, he did this thing smoothly, and Song Nian didn't feel anything wrong after receiving it.

Jiaoguo, the Jiaoguo that little fairy boy said that day had a festival with the pole of the East China Sea. Song Nian knew that Fan Wen had his qi and blood supplement, plus the medicinal spring of the pool, naturally there would not be too much of a problem, but now he Song Nian was sleeping in the room of this Jiao clan, recuperating, thinking that the king of the underworld had already settled the matter.

Song Nian lay on the couch, intending to speak, but swallowed it again halfway.

The Lord of the Underworld looked at such a hesitant state on the side, but in the end he didn't say anything to thank him, and there was a slight relief between his eyebrows.

They are friends and need no thanks.

He still remembers.

Song Nian could see that this Lord of the Underworld was in a good mood.

"I wonder how the Immortal King saved Xiao Sheng?"

Song Nian is not worried about Fan Wen, but he is clear about what his situation is in Song Nian, and now this body is naturally not the same as he was when Song Nian was.

"Guess."

Xu is really in a good mood, this Enma wants to play this game with Song Nian.

Let him Song Nian guess, this place is the Jiao Kingdom of Yulei, he stayed here, naturally it is very likely to be treated here, although the East China Sea is extremely said that because of course Fan Wen was injured, he left a lot of prescriptions, and it is also a lot of healing medicine, but these can not be used against Song Nian, no matter which method it is, he can show his feet because of Song Nian's current ghost. Naturally, there is only one Jiaoguo in this remaining place.

And Jiaoguo has a holy relic that may restore him to the appearance of home-Chaos Mirror. This thing is a magic weapon that absorbs the purest and most yang things between heaven and earth, and this thing has always been in the hands of this Yu Lei.

"But the Chaos Mirror?"

"Hmm."

This holy treasure in heaven and earth can be used as the finale for the ancestor to heal his son's illness that day, so naturally it cannot be given to others so easily. Thinking about it, this king of the underworld must have spent a lot of effort to save him.

But the king of the underworld may not be willing to fight with him for these verbal battles. Now looking at his silent and taciturn nature, Song Nian thought for the king of the underworld for the first time.

This person once lived in that world, and he was also the emperor of that world in this underworld, and now he is majestic, naturally he is respected by others, and in the past, I didn't know that this king of the underworld could be bullied?

Song Nian is now thinking about the past of the King of the Underworld, and this gaze is more inclined towards the Monarch of the Underworld, lying and standing, the room is quiet and peaceful, he Song Nian feels that it is extraordinarily good.

After staying in this Jiao Kingdom for three days, Song Nian felt that the breath in his chest had been smoothed, so they turned back to the underworld.

Song Nian is with the King of the Underworld.

"Shopkeeper, shopkeeper, you're back?!"

Song Nian had just stepped into this underworld, and when he came to the door of this small shop, he looked at the courtyard that had been cleaned by the two pillars of the big pillar, and the shop was also placed in a neat and orderly manner, so the corners of Song Nian's mouth hooked a little.

"I've worked hard for you these days."

He went out with the King of the Underworld, and he had not heard from him for many days, although it was said that this black and white impermanence had sent ghost officials and this conscience shop, but it had not relieved the two brothers of much fatigue. Fang Qing can only help out in this shop once a year, most of the time it is still a shop, and it can't help much.

"Friend, friend, you only praise them, never praise me! I'm busier these days than I am at the old man's! ”

It was a jay. As a family, he followed the two pillars of the big pillar, and surrounded the customized men's clothes of the conscience shop, and ran to Song Nian this jump, which was originally more thoughtful, and made him wear a lot of folds.

This is not the end, the jay is now aggrieved, so he pounced on Song Nian vigorously, looking at the posture of the jay, Song Nian felt that if he pounced, the pounce was real, and his Song Nian would return his efforts to recuperate in the Jiaoguo country in the past three days.

But looking at the jay's happy and somewhat aggrieved appearance, it was obviously an adult man's appearance, but the family was alive and made him see the smallness of the original body. But the jays running towards him are really not small.

"Stop!"

Song Nian was ready, but the jay did not run into his arms, but because he was halfway up, he was cut off by these two pillars.

Song Nian didn't know that during the time he was away, in order to be able to better take care of the business of this conscience shop, he thought that if he couldn't be busy, in addition to Fang Qing, he could also find someone who was handy.

This is not a happy event.

But that's not the case with jays.

The jay has now become the training object of Erzhu, and what he did wrong was when Erzhu fell to him.

After such a fuss, they went back to this inner room. Although Song Nianru's body was much better, he finally felt very lacking, so he fell asleep early.

But for some reason, he had a dream, an old thing from the past.

"Now, you've found here, you must have gained a lot of cultivation over the years?"

This should be the time when he was the ancestor for him, after all, although he didn't love those bells and whistles at that time, but he loved the place where he was born, the land of 2.8 million stars, and the weaver girl of the heavenly realm saw that he never forgot it, so she made a body for him according to the sea of stars.

But now, Song Nian looked at himself, and it was obvious that he had lost that leisure.

"Ancestor, Nanfeng please save me!"

"I'm no longer an ancestor."

Ten thousand years ago, he was no longer an ancestor. , he is just a wandering spirit between heaven and earth, this is when he still felt that he had a chance to start over, so he did the same thing as when he was in the heavenly realm.

It's just a dream.

The underground south wind seems to have known that he is not the ancestor, but in this huge world, who else can she ask for the south wind? She is no longer the body of the rain god admired by everyone, and her home has now become a place to be guarded, and there is no one to ask for in heaven and earth.

"The south wind, please ask the ancestor for protection."

Even if he doesn't be the ancestor of the Emperor, he is still the first dragon to appear in heaven and earth.

At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, three thousand years ago, he fell into the sea of stars, and together with the ancestor was the ancestor of the dragon clan.

But now for tens of thousands of years, no one has mentioned it, and he has almost forgotten it.

"Although you deceive me, all kinds of cause and effect cycles."

"Well, I'll help you."

If it weren't for that, she wouldn't be like this.

"Today, he ascended to the throne of the rain god, and I will help you to ascend for thirty-three days, but you must know the consequences."

Now, she has borrowed spiritual power, and after thirty-three days, she will only be left for a moment or three moments, and her soul will definitely be scattered.

"Thank you, Ancestor."

She has waited for so many years, isn't it just for today?

The woman in the dream was proud, although there was only a meager breath left, but it was difficult for her to still be like this.

Looking at the southern figure in the dream, as well as the look on his expression, Song Nian felt a little familiar.

South Wind, who did it become in the end?

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