Chapter 191: The Secret That Can't Be Said
Canglan didn't dare to follow too closely, so after following for a distance, she stopped immediately after finding that the figure had stopped.
She'd never done anything sneaky, so she was a little nervous for fear of being discovered.
But fortunately, the figure didn't seem to notice her, and I don't know if she hid it too well, or if the person was in a hurry and didn't have time to take care of her, thinking about it, it should be the latter more likely.
Faintly hearing the sound of talking, Canglan hesitated for a moment, quietly leaned out to look, but when he saw the person's face clearly, he was stunned.
Actually...... It is the Lord God.
Is she overthinking?
Why did I suddenly remember that day, the little fairy boy in the plague god palace said that the main god had come, and then the delirious plague god began to lose control of his emotions, manic and restless.
She shook her head, trying to throw her outrageous thought out of her mind.
"Yanzhi, come out, I won't hurt you."
Yuan stood outside the prohibition of the Thoughtless Divine Domain and whispered a word inside.
He knew that the people inside could hear.
Canglan, who was hiding in the shadows, heard this sentence coldly, and his eyes widened slightly.
Yanzhi ......
If she remembered correctly, it seemed to be the name of the soul god who had moved the entire Divine Realm back then.
Just, isn't it rumored that she has been annihilated?
How many years have passed? Her name has long been forgotten by the world, but she didn't expect to hear it again today.
The god of the soul is not dead? Is it actually in the Thoughtless God Domain!
Canglan subconsciously held her breath, because she knew some unknown secret, her nerves were very tense and tense, but now it was too late to leave, so she could only continue to hide here and listen.
After Yuan's words were finished, after a while, a woman in white clothes and white hair slowly appeared in front of her, although she was full of white hair, her face was still young and beautiful.
Canglan had seen the spirit of Zhan Ling, so he recognized it at a glance.
It's her!
Although his hair has turned gray and his temperament is completely different from back then, his face has not changed at all.
Yan Zhi's appearance made Yuan a little surprised, and then, he asked her with a smile: "Now it's because someone supports you, so you're not afraid of me at all, right?" β
"God laughed." Yan Zhi's expression was faint, "I have never relied on anyone, but I know that I am no longer of any use to you now, and I don't pose any threat, and you will not waste your energy on me as a half-dead person." β
The smile on Yuan's face deepened a little: "What if I use you to threaten the fallen gods?" You have no power to resist now, let me do it. β
"If that's the case, God would have had countless opportunities before to use me to threaten the fallen God." Yan knows.
"Heh, it's worthy of Yanzhi, even if he loses his divine power, he is still so smart." Yuan chuckled, then grabbed Nobuchi's wrist.
Yan Zhi's body stiffened, and he just wanted to break free, but Yuan had already let go of her, "The fallen god is still a little capable, it seems that you haven't fainted anymore these days." β
He just wanted to find out if her body was in a state of death.
Yan Zhi obviously didn't expect his intention to be this, and he was a little speechless for a while.
Didn't he always take pleasure in torturing her? Why do you still care about her body now?
She didn't die, wouldn't he be disappointed?
Silently watching the vicissitudes of the two people over there, at this time, his heart was already overturned.
Was she wrong? How did she feel that the relationship between the main god and this spiritual god seemed to be a little unusual.
Although they looked like lukewarm strangers, there seemed to be some strange atmosphere rising between them.
Over there, seeing that he always said something inconsequential, Yan Zhi didn't plan to continue chatting with him, and turned around to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Yuan.
"Yan Zhi's dream in the past was to be able to assist the god lord and become the pride of the spirit god clan, right?"
She paused slightly, didn't look back, and couldn't hear any emotion in her tone: "So what." β
"You said you liked the divine realm." Yuan looked at her back, the corners of his lips hooked, his expression looked gentle, and his tone was also gentle, "Once upon a time, I also liked the Divine Realm. β
"What the hell are you trying to say?" Yanzhi's voice was slightly deep.
"In the past, I wanted to protect the divine realm, as the head of the gods, I wanted to be a wise and martial leader, who could benefit the divine realm, but now,"
The man slowly approached her, his voice ringing in his ears close at hand, with a slight smile, "But now, I want to ...... Ruined it. β
Yan Zhi turned his head suddenly, and his eyes, which were always cold and indifferent, had a somewhat shocked look at this time: "What do you want to do?" β
"I don't want to do anything."
Yuan seemed to like to see her show this expression, and looked at her with a smile on his face and said: "I'm very dissatisfied, your original prophecy, so I want you to take a good look at it, and see how I beat him perfectly, the number one spirit god in the god realm, there will be times when the prophecy is wrong." β
"God on the ......" alignment
"Shh The man gently stretched out a finger and put it to his lips, with a slightly evil expression, "Don't persuade me anymore, Yanzhi, you should be glad that you are a very attractive woman, so my interest and patience with you have not disappeared, so I left your life." β
Yan Zhi stood stiffly in place, watching Yuan slowly leave his sight.
He's really changed.
The temperament has become completely different from before, as if it has changed its face.
In the past, Yuan was high and a little stubborn, although she had always disapproved of his insidious methods, and was always calculating something in the dark.
But now, he seems to have changed, he no longer likes to shoot and arrow, and he has begun to come openly.
He just said that he wanted to destroy the divine realm.
She had no doubt that it was not his joke, he wanted to deny her prophecy, and even because of her prophecy, he couldn't get out of it for so many years.
His competitive spirit is too strong, even if he already has supreme power and status, but he seems to be destined to be incompatible with that person.
After Yuan left for a long time, Canglan dared to come out, only to come back to his senses and find that he was covered in cold sweat.
"You are not small enough to dare to follow him."
Canglan's expression froze, and he turned around slowly, Yan Zhi hadn't left yet, and stood there looking at her from afar.
Yanzhi's divine position was higher than that of Canglan, so when she came back to her senses, she immediately saluted her respectfully: "Lord Zhan Lingshen......"
"The god of Zhan Ling has long been dead, and now I am only knowing." The woman's eyebrows were light, and she interrupted her unhurriedly.
Canglan was stunned and answered.
Nobuchi looked at her and said, "This is not the place for you to come. Her tone paused slightly, and her eyes deepened a little, "Perhaps, do you know what kind of person the Lord God is?" Isn't it glad he didn't find you? β
Canglan's face turned pale: "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on ......"
"Whether you mean it or not, I need to tell you, don't rejoice, he can't fail to find you." Yan Zhi's words directly made Canglan stagger back a step.
How can it be?
Did the Lord God find her? But why didn't he expose himself......
"Don't believe me?" Yan Zhi only sighed that she was too naΓ―ve, "Probably, he thinks that you don't pose any threat to him, so he turns a blind eye, but whatever you know, once you leak those things...... You shouldn't want to know the consequences. β
"Please advise!" Canglan felt that this time had been hard enough, and he didn't want such a flying disaster again.
Yan Zhi only said: "No matter what you see and hear, just treat it as a dream and forget about it." β
That's her only piece of advice.
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Jun Tang and Binglian, who were far away in the underworld, calculated the time after coming in, and walked for about three days before they reached Santu River.
After crossing the Santu River, you can see the whole picture of the underworld.
As for why it was delayed for so long, it was probably because the aura of the ice lotus was too tempting, and she would always encounter some inexplicable things entangled with her along the way, and the injury on her foot was because the delay was all over the place.
Because this is the world of the dead, when the two of them come in, they must be suppressed by some means, such as Jun Tang, whose demon power has been halved.
If it weren't for the suppression of his demonic power, he would have been able to cross the Santu River a long time ago.
At the beginning, because Ye Leng'er's body and soul body were separated by the thunderstorm, and because she was worried that her soul body had passed through the Santu River, Jun Tang came here and took her soul body away.
It's just that he came here again, but for his own business.
This time, he didn't have the privilege of falling into the gods, and he had to follow the process step by step.
Binglian followed behind Jun Tang step by step, and asked him in a low voice: "Is it that after passing from Santu River, you will forget the memories of your past and present lives?" β
"That's a statement to the undead, we're all alive, so it doesn't work with us." Jun Tang glanced back at her and said.
"And what about the water below?" Binglian was curious, "Won't you forget it?" β
Juntang: "Do you want to try?" β
Binglian shook her head suddenly, she didn't ask, she felt that if she continued to ask, Lord Juntang might be angry.
She obediently followed the man, but as she crossed the bridge, the crimson water below suddenly surged, and a cluster of splashes splashed on the back of her hand.
It feels like a burn, as if a layer of skin has been burned off.
She immediately looked down, but found that her hands were good, white and tender, and there was no red in red.
Binglian suddenly had some doubts, and unconsciously slowed down her pace, staring at her hand carefully.
"Slowly."
In front, Jun Tang said suddenly, and then his slender arm stretched out, directly grabbed Binglian's hand, which was still looking left and right, and pulled it and sped up his pace and walked forward.
The Santu River is very long, but Juntang took her so much that he quickly walked over.