Even if Su Jin had more resentment in his heart, he could only vent it through his eyes.

Even though he thought that they were doomed, he was the one who knelt on the ground like a lost dog.

Zhao Jiuchen didn't have that much patience to appreciate the changing expression on his face, so he took the sword in his hand and turned it slightly, the light rose, and a strand of hair fell down.

It was a strand of hair stuck to Su Jin's fatal part, he only felt a chill on his neck, and then cold sweat overflowed all over his body in an instant, and his legs on the ground tightened, and a warm slanted out.

"Disgusting!"

Dieyi's nose was sensitive and smelled the smell at once, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and yelled at Su Jin in disgust.

It was as if she was the Emperor of Heaven, and Su Jin was a pet by her side.

"You, you, you wait for me!"

Although Zhao Jiuchen didn't say anything, the disdain and sarcasm on his face were all seen by Su Jin.

He bit out the blood from his gums, the warmth under his crotch made his face flush, and the bloodshot in his eyes emerged little by little with his hatred.

The three of them stood like this for a long time, Su Jin's rescue seemed to be far away, he looked at the distance where the clouds overlapped and he couldn't see the direction clearly, and suddenly felt deep regret.

He shouldn't have spoiled Dieyi so much, and ignored Lingyi, Lingyi's nature was loyal, if he hadn't taken her in his eyes, she wouldn't have gone forever.

Today, the picture will be very different.

Although he, Su Jin, couldn't beat Zhao Jiuchen, but the ninety-nine eighty-one immortals in the sky might not be able to repel him together.

Dieyi was on the side for a long time, and she also saw that Zhao Jiuchen wanted to play tricks on the Emperor of Heaven, but if she waited for the rescue and missed the opportunity, she was already desperate, in case Zhao Jiuchen was defeated, her fate could be imagined.

So she stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Jiuchen's sleeve, looked at him with that charming eye, and said, "Let's hurry up, so feel at ease." ”

Zhao Jiuchen withdrew his hand quietly, but he did not refute her words, Dieyi looked at his reaction and was happy, which made her one step closer to the future diva.

What Dieyi said was not wrong, so Zhao Jiuchen gave the Emperor an ultimatum.

Helplessly, Su Jin sighed, took out a golden booklet from his arms, handed it to Zhao Jiuchen, waited for him to take it, took the spirit ring from his hand, and handed it to him.

At the moment when the spirit ring was handed over, the Emperor's bareheaded crown became eclipsed, and now it was just a beautiful hair crown.

The Emperor of Heaven abdicated, and the emperors of the four realms were all shocked, but they were also expected, since they received the message of the Emperor of Heaven a while ago, they felt that the four realms were going to change greatly.

The God of Killing was successfully suppressed by the gods of the Four Realms at the beginning, but now that the Demon Realm has not moved, and there has been chaos in the Netherworld, it is only natural that the Four Realms should change masters.

——

"At night, you tell me, where is Ye Li?"

It was almost night, Ah Yan Fang woke up, her red and swollen eyes listened to everything Lan Zhe had described to her, she couldn't believe that Ye Li, who was still lively and jumping before, had disappeared into the world like this.

"Why! You tell me! ”

She broke down and grabbed the clothes that had risen in the night and tore them desperately, as if this was the only way she could not hold back so uncomfortable.

Why did she just sleep and the sky changed?

The person she loves can't be kept, and her only friend can't be kept, does she really want her to be lonely for thousands of years?

Ah Yan staggered back almost, squatted on the ground and sobbed, and at night he held back his suppressed breathless emotions and squatted down to coax her.

"Ah Yan, if Ye Li is here, I don't want to see you so sad, don't cry."

Yeqi comforted her while also comforting himself, looking at this broken and empty netherworld, he actually felt a little terrible.

The wounds on his body had condensed, but the blood on his clothes was still bright red, he didn't pay attention to it, and only motioned with his eyes for Lan Zhe to take Ah Yan away.

Lan Zhe stepped forward and wanted to grab Ah Yan's arm, but she shook him away, making him a little angry, and pulled her body into his arms, forcing her to lie on his shoulder.

"Don't make a fuss!"

Ah Yan, who was still struggling, heard a rebuke from Lan Zhe on his head, raised his head blankly, looked at his eyes with implied anger, and shrank in some fear.

"Why are you so fierce, you are not my Lan Zhe."

Ah Yan's voice was a little aggrieved, the corners of his mouth were twitched, his shoulders shrugged, and he might cry again in the next second.

At this time, Lan Zhe panicked, and hurriedly stroked her aggrieved little face with her palm, Ah Yan felt the warmth of the big palm, but she was not happy at all, and only obediently buried her head in his arms.

The hair on Ah Yan's neck made him itch a little, but his heart was depressed and uncomfortable, and Ah Yan's answer to that question still came to his mind, and it did not dissipate at all.

——

Youheng dragged his tired body back to the Demon Realm, and the first thing he did was to pass on Mo Lao.

Mo Lao immediately rushed to the Sanssouci Hall when he got the order, and he only felt a little apprehensive along the way.

"Do you know what I'm looking for you?"

There was no emotion in Youheng's eyes, his pupils were transparent like a piece of glass, and his tone was more lazy than usual, and now nothing could cheer him up.

"This, the subordinates are incompetent, and the subordinates don't know."

"I don't know!"

Youheng suddenly slapped the case, and the Netherworld Fire behind him instantly appeared with the explosion of his temper, and the firelight reflected Mo Lao's frightened appearance.

"Devil,,Devil,"

He only trembled and muttered this one word, and couldn't say anything else, but it was just a few days of work, how could a good god fall into the devil?

He originally thought that if the red face was dead, Youheng would be able to settle down and take care of the demon world, but who knew that something even more terrifying had happened.

The demon world is over... will be spurned by the world, and there will be no place for it.

In the end, he still couldn't live up to the old demon lord's entrustment.

Youheng's pupils lit up slightly, and a ghost fire was pinched and played with by him, only to see him slowly approaching like Mo Lao, and the slight footsteps were like a life-threatening bell, knocking on Mo Lao's heart at once.

Even though his sweat was already flowing all over his head, he didn't dare to take half a step back, the king wanted the minister to die, the minister had to die, even if Youheng wanted his life today, he had no regrets.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, and Mo Lao had already felt the horror of the flames, his legs were trembling, and he only felt a moment of burning pain, and then he instantly turned into ashes.

Youheng stopped, stared down at Mo Lao, who had turned into dust, for a long time, and then turned around and walked towards the inner room.

After all, none of the people around him are gone.

Mo Lao didn't deserve to die, he could be regarded as a master and an elder in Youheng, but he deceived him, told him the wrong way, and told him that Ye Li was dying.

This was intolerable to him.

The name Ye Li became a taboo in the entire Four Realms, and after the Heavenly Realm was surrendered, Zhao Jiuchen became the new Heavenly Emperor.

The first decree he issued was that the other side flower abolished Shinto, never became a god, and all those with the surname Ye in the world changed his surname, and if there was any violation, the heavenly thunder would punish him.

This decree caused a lot of discussion in the world, and it began to be lively again.

When Emperor Zhao Jiuchen ascended the throne, the Netherworld officially announced that it would draw a boundary with the Heavenly and Human Realms and merge with the Demon Realm.

Inform the world that all those surnamed Zhao will be sent to the eighteenth layer of hell when they die, and they will never be reborn until they are extinct.

This decree caused a lot of discussion in the world, and the people surnamed Zhao were extremely frightened, while worrying about the criminal law after death, and because the ancestral system could not change their surnames, they couldn't help but scold the emperor in their hearts, if he hadn't offended the netherworld, they wouldn't have been implicated.

Since the day of the chaos in the netherworld, the flowers on the other side have dissipated in the world as if they did not exist, but I don't know when, all over the demon world and the netherworld have bloomed with flowers on the other side, and a blood red is like a sea of blood.

So the two worlds of yin and demon decided to change their names to the other side, and the division of labor still performed their own duties and did not interfere with each other.

The establishment of the other side realm made Zhao Jiuchen angry, although he knew that Yeqi and Youheng were fighting against him, but he was helpless.

If the Netherworld is destroyed, hundreds of millions of ghosts will have nowhere to put them and disturb the world, so they can only turn a blind eye and deserve to be without them.

Now the other side of the world is all taken care of by one person from the night, so he is busy all day long, but he can only look at the Youheng who leisurely cut off the flowers on the other side and threw them away and left only the leaves.

When they discussed, he was supposed to take care of the flowers, but they were not close to him at all.

But as soon as Youheng approached, the leaf curled up shyly, and he teased it from time to time.

One day, Youheng came to the other side of the sea of flowers again as usual, he lay there and smelled the special aroma, as if Ye Li was smiling happily beside him, which made his unbearable pain feel a lot more comfortable.

The flowers on the other side swayed in the wind, as if they were welcoming something, trying to show their style upwards, and the red mist appeared in the flowers at some point, quietly flying in the air.

In the darkness, the mist surrounded a looming, ethereal girl, who was sleeping quietly, her eyelashes slightly curled, her red lips seductive, her long hair flying to her ankles, and her fiery red dress was unusual.

Her slender body was curled, her face was a little painful, and her brow was furrowed, as if she had some terrible dream.

There was a jasper pure white hairpin stuck in her hair, and the fine red silk on the hairpin slowly revealed a red light, and the red light went down the girl's hair, and at the same time, the painful color of her face gradually eased.

This is Ye Li's broken soul, she has lost most of her consciousness at this moment, and the bone-chilling pain before dissipation still comes to her mind, as well as Zhao Jiuchen's ruthless and indifferent words, which can't help but make her breathe start to shorten.

Suddenly, under the stimulation, she slowly opened her eyes, looking at this confused dark place, is she dead, but this is not like the appearance of the underworld.

Besides, she is scattered, how can she reach the underworld?

His eyes fell on his gradually ethereal body, and he became lonely.