Sometimes, coincidences happen as if they were deliberately arranged in advance.

Shortly after leaving the inn, the carriage was blocked in a remote alley. Li Hong pushed the car door and saw a young man in white in front of him.

The young man was tall and handsome, his eyes were as colored as emerald green leaves, and he was almost unable to control the powerful mana that erupted from his body.

He didn't know this person, but he sensed the hostility in this person, and smiled politely at him: "Get out of the way." ”

"Pontoon." The man called out his real name.

Lihong smiled bitterly, got out of the car, sent the coachman away, looked at the other party without humility or arrogance, and said, "Liuyan told you that?" So who are you...... Elders of the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion? ”

"Your identity is known only to the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion." The person who came was serious and old-fashioned, like a humanoid precision instrument that was born without emotion, and said coldly to Lihong, "My name is Rimi, and I don't need the Holy Lord to take action in person to deal with you." ”

"It's the moon that is in power this time, it seems that your Tianyun Pavilion is really yin and yang." Li Hong actually laughed.

"You're no match for me, and if you are caught, you will die a painful death." Himi was not provoked by him, and when he spoke, he was still as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

"Finally, give me a little more time, the mortals of the Yan Kingdom need to evacuate in advance." Seeing that although he was indifferent and tough, he was not unreasonable, and Li Hong sighed. The iron law of the heavenly realm must not hurt innocent mortals, and he thinks that the other party will definitely obey it.

"I don't care if it's three or five days late." Sure enough, Himi agreed.

"If you don't worry, you can be with me these days, and you can see more of the red world that you have never looked down on." Lihong invited him.

There was finally a subtle expression in Rimi's eyes. He glanced at the other party vigilantly, and after a few breaths, he said, "Excuse me." ”

is still holding the shelf of the Heavenly Clan, and does not want to fall into the mortal dust.

Li Hong didn't persuade him anymore, brushed past the side he got out of, and strode away at the corner of the street.

It just so happened that the heavenly soldiers who came to chase down the last hundred or so demons still need three or four days to arrive, so leave him some time and eradicate them all at that time.

The warm spring breeze blew the hair at the corners of his clothes, and Himi looked at the road where he came in the carriage and walked forward.

He stopped at a small inn, paused, and stepped into the lobby.

"I want a room."

Seeing that he didn't like to talk much, the innkeeper didn't greet him too warmly, and after arranging a vacant room, he hurried downstairs to greet other guests.

At this time, Lou Xue and Duan Hongzhu were drinking tea and gossiping in the lobby, and when they saw a young man with outstanding and neat appearance, they couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Himi noticed their gaze, and when she looked back, they had withdrawn their gaze and began to talk in private.

He didn't like the way mortals fuss and speculated about everything, as if everything needed to be judged before it could be realized.

There was a bit of disgust in the high-minded, emotionless green eyes, and the day closed the door, blocking these mundane things from the door.

The arrival of Rimi made everyone in the Demon Suppression Tower fall silent again.

"It's okay, it's not the moon god himself who went down to earth." Sui Han comforted the lifeless people.

"yes, I thought it would be their boss." Li Hong also laughed self-deprecatingly, "It turns out that in their eyes, I don't have that qualification." ”

Sui Han patted him on the shoulder and said, "There are some things that the people of Tianyun Pavilion know, so what's the matter if you say it." ”

"Did you tell Flowing Flame who I really am?" Li Hong waved his hand away and turned his face instantly.

"I wondered what you meant that day, didn't I just want him to die in vain?" Sui Han's face was innocent.

"What real identity?" Chen Qingyi also mixed in, holding the teacup and said, "Isn't he Lihong?" ”

"He's a pontoon." Sui Han looked at her and Miro and sighed.

Before the two of them began to be surprised, Li Hong also figured it out and laughed: "It's okay if the news gets out, as long as I die, they will think that they will never have trouble, and they will not easily come to the mortal world to trouble the rest of the people." ”

"The rest?" Sui Han wondered, "Besides us, is there anyone else?" ”

Li Hong pointed to himself and said, "Of course there is, such as the one who looks like me." ”

"Dare to love that the palace teased the wrong person back then?" Chen Qingyi shouted in hindsight.

And Miro, who is only good at killing enemies, can no longer function in his brain at this time.

Thinking that he had just come to Yanguo a few days ago, Lihong also took him to the ancestral hall to worship the spiritual seat of the floating boat......

I put myself on the spiritual position, and I worship it so religiously, what the hell is this mess?

Miro slammed his fist on the table to vent his anger, but he almost collapsed the table with little force.

Chen Qingyi held him down to prevent him from continuing to sabotage, and said to Lihong: "What did His Highness Fuzhou have with Tianyun Pavilion back then?" ”

"I don't know." Li Hong spread out his hands, looked at everyone, and suddenly fell on the table as if he was dead.

"Tianyun Pavilion wants to completely wipe out a person, I'm afraid it has something to do with the operation of the days." The other three helped him figure it out.

"Could it be that he is the one who will kill him by measuring it through the Star Sacrifice Platform?" Miro asked Sui Han with a gloomy face.

Sui Han didn't answer, stretched out his arm and shook the motionless Lihong on the table, and motioned for Chen Qingyi, who was the most skilled in medicine, to come over and check.

After taking the pulse, Chen Qingyi exhaled and said, "It's no big deal, he hasn't rested for too long, and his body is automatically dormant." ”

"Maniac!" Sui Han couldn't help but scolded in a low voice.

"Maybe His Highness already knew that they would find him, so he desperately seized all the time to prepare." Chen Qingyi's gaze finally lost his previous deliberate purpose, and the hair that was pressed under Lihong's face came out, and his voice was full of sympathy and regret.

"If you had told me earlier, what if you would have given up this life for the sake of Ah Zhou?" Miro and Ukifune have fought side by side for many years, and they both regard each other as their most trusted partners, and the rest of them can't experience that deep friendship.

"He won't say it, he just doesn't want to see us die in vain." Sui Han took a sip of tea, walked out of the side door of the lobby to breathe, leaned on the railing on the seventh floor and looked up at the blue sky, and his mind drifted to distant memories.

Back then, he, the floating boat, Miro, and Ni Shang were so at ease when they didn't go to the Nether to conquer.

At that time, everyone was well-behaved, and they didn't dare to go beyond the times, but they happened to find an ethereal fairy mountain that no one knew, and when they were free, they invited each other to go together, bringing wine and food, and every time the four of them would be drunk like mortals until they couldn't get up anymore.

He still remembered that Ni Shang was good at painting and dancing, so he recited poems on the side, accompanied by Miro's flute, and the floating boat did not know any talents, and after being in a daze for a few times, he actually used all kinds of bells and whistles to make them happy, which made everyone laugh at him for being opportunistic.

Unfortunately, as one battle after another began, that time was gone.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and a few thin clouds blew to shield the sun in the sky, so that the sun softened and was no longer so dazzling.

The medicine people in the field below who had lost their instructions were like wooden stakes on the ground, not moving at all.

When he returned to the church, he looked up and saw that the mural on the wall reflected by the wall lamps seemed to be part of the jihad.

Miro was attracted by his gaze and looked up as well.

No one can say how many people died in that war.

I only know that at the end of the day, the blue sky and the distant mountains seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blood mist, and all of them were covered in blood. The blood, which has its enemies, also has its own ......

Even the Celestials who started the war had lingering fears.

On the frescoes around the dome, he saw many of his subordinates who had been exiled to the Snow Country, and even found Sui Han and himself, but he searched several times but did not see the pontoon.

But in an inconspicuous corner, he found the pontoon boat alone with a saber tied to a stone.

"No, during the Holy War, the floating boat was obviously always by my side, and the author of this mural may not have been present at the time." Miro muttered to himself, "But if he wasn't there, how could he depict this battle so vividly and meticulously?" ”

After looking at it more closely, his face turned pale.

He finally saw what was wrong.

He and Sui Han were actually drawing their swords against the heavenly soldiers, and the demons, who should have been hostile, rushed towards a tall and indifferent heavenly god under their leadership.

Ahead was the collapsed Netherworld, revealing a pitch-black void in which a huge vortex of chaos lurked, and it was unknown where it led. On the almost blurred distant canyon, the silhouette of a woman attacking with a large group of medicine men in military uniforms belonged to Chen Qingyi......

Miroho stood up and stopped the old man.

"Look closely! The mural speaks of an impending battle. ”

In a word, Chen Qingyi was so shocked that he hurriedly walked over.

"How so?" Chen Qingyi said in disbelief, looked around, and suddenly a wave of unspeakable fear spread in his heart.

On the mural, the outcome of this battle cannot be seen, but their deployment is predicted.

The three of them returned to the table, hoping for an answer when Lihong woke up.

Two hours later, the answer given to them by Lihong, who woke up, was that not long after the Demon Suppression Tower was built, the mural already existed.

"This tower was built by the first king." He added.

Everyone pondered for a long time, and then a voice said, "Except for the First Monarch, who else can easily predict everything in the future?" ”

"So what is the use of all these deployments that we have worked so hard to make?" Chen Qingyi's voice trembled slightly, and her emotions began to collapse.

"The people of the Heavenly Fortune Pavilion have not come to the Demon Suppression Tower." Li Hong glanced at her, "When the tower is destroyed, who knows this." ”

Miro also agreed: "It's business as usual, we call it conforming to the will of heaven." ”

Li Hong smiled and shook his head. If a few of them were really people who obeyed the will of Heaven, would they still be like this?

In addition to the current deployment, Chen Qingyi couldn't think of a better plan. Although he still has a trace of apprehension, he has actually been persuaded by others.