The old man likes it.

That's a good reason. Song Nian is a person who doesn't like to get to the bottom of things, tens of thousands of years ago, he didn't like it, and now he naturally doesn't like it now.

So he didn't ask any more questions, and naturally he didn't notice the look on his face.

Enma watched Song Nian go around, picked a small wine jar in this wine cellar and hugged it, then walked up the stairs and walked out, but Yan Mo didn't speak, next to the wine shop that Song Nian picked, found a smaller wine jar, and took it out. He thought that today's seniors would not get drunk and not return.

"I never thought you would be the one who drank with me."

Song Nian is in this underworld, although it is not said that there are people and people who have heard of his reputation, but it is not that there is no fox friend and dog friend, but here, if you really want to find someone who can drink with him, it is really not easy. It's just that he didn't know when he got used to the Lord of the Underworld who could be seen when he turned his face behind him, and this Lord of the Underworld was a subtle Lord, so it naturally integrated into his life, and he was no longer surprised to see him when he looked back.

"It's an honor."

If this sentence is said by another person, this Song Nian naturally thinks that it is the official word, but now that this Enma has said it, Song Nian does not suspect that it is false, what kind of character is this Enma, he Song Nian does not see it clearly, but for his part, he invisibly believes a little more.

"You believe in me unconditionally." Although this sentence was said inadvertently, no one knew how much sadness Song Nian had in this inadvertently, his ancestors were cultivating the free Dao method, but he had never been so carefree that he had no waves against the people who had always been close to him.

"I believe in you."

In this sentence, the Enma naturally has no penniless intention of cheating, in this world, if there is one person who chooses between him and the Enma, and has something to do with him, I am afraid that there is only one Song Nian in front of him now.

Although in his Song Nian's eyes, he and Enma were just a senior who had helped Enma, or an old man who had taken care of him when he was a child, all these thoughts could not represent the true thoughts in Enma's heart.

Enma regarded him as the only person close to him in this world. He has long since lost his biological parents, and he has no relatives and the like, let alone a list of friends, although there are supporters in this underworld over the years, or there are not a few people who follow him, but these are just that.

Can't be too close to him, whether these people or demons, they can only have the relationship of protection and submission with him, they have given their lives to his Yama, these are his unshirkable responsibilities as the king of the underworld.

But Song Nian is different from them, he is the only warm place in his heart.

From the reverence when he didn't know what he looked like, to now knowing everything that happened to him, he gradually changed from that reverence, he didn't regret it, he hoped that he could have a more intimate relationship with his predecessors, so that for his people, among the three worlds, apart from him, the Enma could not find a second one.

Even if the second one came out, he was afraid that the heart of the Enma would not be so nervous.

The world gave him such feelings, none other than his predecessors.

"You're important."

As if he felt that this sentence alone was not enough to describe Song Nian's appearance in his demonic heart, he added another sentence.

You're important, to me.

"Do you know that this is what the ancestors were waiting for in the past."

Song Nian is afraid that he has drunk some wine now, and there is a little more confusion on his face, the jar of wine he is holding, he Song Nian has not drunk much, and his alcohol consumption is not very good on weekdays, but he will not get drunk like this, it can only show that Song Nian is so afraid

is that there are many depressions in his heart, so that the old things are brought up again, Song Nian is depressed and uncomfortable, naturally it is very easy to get drunk on this wine.

When this was said, there was a look of pain in his eyes.

Because of Song Nian's temperament, the demon didn't say much to him, and quietly poured another glass of wine, and Song Nian drank the poured wine, and then as if relieved, he closed his eyes, and hid them along with the painful eyes.

"Actually, I resent them."

He had never spoken to anyone or anything about it. As if he had never lost everything in that great battle, he buried all this in the peach mountain, in the bottom of his own heart, and never saw the light of day.

Enma knew who Song Nian meant when he said hated them. When the Yonghui Hall that rushed in that day, and the sentence of sorry that followed, Enma saw a little clue in it.

In that great war, although the battle between the two realms of the immortal and underworld was fierce, and there were countless casualties on both sides, but among them, it was only one ancestor who could be regarded as an important casualty, and the ancestor of the heavenly realm was unscathed in the hall of Yonghui, and the reason that the ancestor used in the subsequent retreat and cultivation for many years was only because he lost the ancestor who was born together in the great war, and his heart was broken, so he retreated and cultivated. As for the Yonghui Palace, which seemed to have grown up suddenly, it was obscure that it picked up the burden of the heavenly realm.

After this battle, the underworld suffered countless injuries, because the dragons had no leader, and in the next few hundred years, it was the trend of separation, which was turbulent for many years.

Although the Heavenly Realm was damaged, it was also under the leadership of the Ancestor and the Yonghui Hall that they returned to that prosperity, and the Underworld was from then on, and the distance between the Underworld and the Heavenly Realm was opened day by day. All the remnants of the immortal and underworld creatures in that war are also scattered now, and there are only three or five people left who know the truth, and these three or five are also for the great stability of the beings in the Three Realms, so they have been silent for many years.

As for the truth of this, they don't care anymore. What's more, the people who are closely related to the truth have long been sleeping in the Taozhi Mountain.

But alas, he remembered his ancestors.

Song Nian also didn't dare to forget to go, how could he forget the scene that almost made him go crazy.

Even if his soul was extinguished, the spell dissipated, and the aura demonic power was scattered and pierced through his heart, he still remembered the scene of that day.

Fanwen, what are you doing in a daze? ”

This kid has excellent fairy roots, if he has to do it well, it will definitely become a great cause. Now I'll take it with me and mention a few things.

"Elder Fang, can I go and see the Lord?"

It's inaudible, but it's also stumbling to speak.

On that day, they returned to the extreme of the East China Sea and brought back Yu Yue, the son of the gods.

Yu Yue was arranged to be treated on the back island, and Sizhen was accompanied by the divine envoy and raised together.

He thought that what the Lord said at that time would surely be punished.

Not really.

The Lord went up to the main house, and no stranger was allowed to enter without a message.

It's been more than a month.

Fang Qing greeted those sincere eyes of spiritual energy, knowing his heart, and his concern was beyond words.

"Don't go, let's wait patiently."

"But the Lord is on him, how lonely he is in the temple alone......"

"Silly boy, the Lord has been a god for more than 100,000 years, and these days are nothing to him."

After a long time, won't you be lonely?

"Don't be lazy, go to Houdao to send medicine after practicing."

"Yes."

Back Island is a special place in the East China Sea.

It's just that the place is full of East Pearl.

Although it is not the best Wuji East Pearl, it is already a treasure.

There is no sun and moon here, and the light of the east pearl is shining with each other, just like the water.

However, in a short period of time, there was no more death on Yu Yue's face, and he stood up from the bed and waited for the little attendant to return it to Taozhi Mountain.

Even if there is no sun or moon, it is windy.

"Young Master Yu, it's not appropriate to sit outside for a long time."

"Thank you, it's just that I don't do this on weekdays, so I sat for a long time."

On weekdays, he is lying on the couch, unable to look directly at Haoran's breath, not bathed in darkness, but also monotonously tight. As far as he is concerned, the time on the back island is really a rare time with him.

"If you rejoice, why not stay a little longer?"

Life is rare and enjoyable, and if you encounter it, you are always unwilling to let it go easily.

"Is that okay?"

Fan Wen saw Yu Yue, who turned his face to look at him, and it was rare to see a happy face, and his sick face was dyed with three colors. He stretched out his hand and touched the mountain wind, squinting slightly, all of them were pleasant.

Not far away, a true divine envoy of ink color thought slowly approached.

Put down the medicine bowl and turn away.

There are only two people left.

"Do you know that I actually envy you?"

didn't turn around, and turned his back to posterity.

"You have seen most of the scenery in this world, the floating world is three thousand, the sea of clouds is thousands of miles, and the extreme of the East China Sea is the place to return."

"Really?"

Noncommittal, he sat down beside him.

"It's beautiful here."

Looking up at the pearlescent light, looking down at the sparkling water, standing in the wind between the mountains, the green forest is full of eyes, tall and proud, and the breath is free.

Unlike Taozhi Mountain, although the eyes are full of crimson, they are contaminated by the dead and depressed breath from the sand city, even if the light is there, it can't light up the sky.

"Hmm."

They've never been so close and within reach.

"Brother......

He owes this brother for a long, long time.

He was never what he was rumored.

But in order to cover up the unspeakable ugliness of the family, this family gave up him. Let him wander for a long time, and he will continue to wander in the future.

The scandal can't be revealed, and he can't recognize it.

But over the years, this stubborn disease, again and again, has forced him, and there is no way back.

He would rather he be as cold as the rumors say.

"Will you go back to Momozhi Mountain?"

The king of the East China Sea retreats, mixing the light of the East Pearl with the initial vitality of heaven and earth, if it is done, it does not shine on the sun and the moon, does not bathe in the darkness, but no longer needs to lie on the couch, and can also cultivate.

The eyes in front of him were too hot, and Sizhen turned his head.

"In the future, don't call it like that."

The side was empty again, and the slight heat source leaf dissipated in the wind.