I had a long dream, and in my dream there was a sky full of snow, falling on me, and I staggered forward, looking at the corpses of my clansmen with tears in my eyes, at the god's domain dyed red by the flowing fire, and ...... Enemies with blood on their hands and greedy for plunder.

Those marauders betrayed the friends who had taken them in when they were displaced, slaughtered the original masters of the Divine Domain, and became the first gods of the Six Realms.

To this day, only I know that those high gods are nothing more than executioners with blood on their hands!

Before the birth of the Six Realms, it was the age of the Old Gods.

It was also a time when the gods who would later be called the 'New Gods' tried so hard to cover it up, and as it turned out, they did, and millions of years later, no living beings remembered us, and even I, for a time, forgot the fact that I was the Old God.

The place where I was born is the Divine Domain, in the Divine Domain is full of Bodhi vines in the forest of life born many gods like me, after the separation of heaven and earth, our ancestors have inhabited this forest for generations, and we have been seen everywhere the seven-colored divine deer walked, I still remember what the old river god said to me, he said, all life will eventually return to the place where it was born, back to the oldest sacred tree. This is the law of the forest of life: the cycle goes on and on.

But he didn't expect that this balance would eventually be broken by a group of outsiders.

A group of creatures wandering outside the realm of the gods came to the Forest of Life, at first, they were friendly, but slowly, their greedy and brutal nature led them to take up the sword against the god who took them in.

Their heavenly fire scorched a large area of mountains and forests, and the clansmen who lost the shelter of the forest of life died in the smoke of gunpowder, and the young me was taken by the patriarch overnight and fled into the divine domain, as the last hope of the whole clan, the patriarch sealed my memory, turned me into a seed, and buried me under the oldest sacred tree in the clan, she told me: "Live, as long as one of the clansmen survives, the power of the forest of life will not disappear, take back the homeland that belongs to us, you have to live, the apostle will help you ......"

In my deep sleep, I forgot about hatred, I forgot about names, I forgot about ...... It turns out that the memories I carry on my body are so heavy.

When I saw the light of day again, I became a disciple of Jingyi, the god of wind, and became a little flower fairy Qianjing of the Six Realms.

Later, I experienced love and hate, tasted sorrow, I died, I suffered, but I never became so sober as I am now.

When I opened my eyes again, what I saw was not Mu Liangqi, but an unexpected person - Jiang Mu'an.

He stood in the depths of the forest, looking at me with a strange look in his eyes, with inquiry and anticipation, and after a long time, he asked me, "Where are you from?" ”

My instinct told me that he was one of my apostles for no reason, and I should have thought how he could be innocent in what happened that day.

"From the Divine Domain, you know that place—it's our hometown, isn't it? Jiang Mu'an, oh no, it should be the reincarnation of Jiaolong Bai Ze. ”

After saying a word, he was stunned, and then an irrepressible smile spread across his face.

This is the first time I have seen Jiang Mu'an smile so wantonly, he always shows people with gentleness, and he looks like a humble gentleman, but in fact, he is very deep in the city, and he can use innocent people to provoke the fight between the demon realm and the god realm without knowing my identity, and the ruthlessness of the means can be seen.

"What about Mu Liangqi?" Jiang Mu'an looked at me covered in mud, and in my sleep, I was dragged out of the cave by vines for thousands of meters, and my clothes were covered with mud and dead leaves, looking very embarrassed.

But I didn't care, I just wondered about his question, "Who are you talking about?" ”

"Mu Liangqi. My men saw you enter the cave. ”

I didn't understand it even more, "I don't know...... You're talking about this person. ”

Somehow, I suddenly remembered the patriarch's request in the dream, what was in that memory she had made me forget? Why do I remember Fengshen Jingyi, Lang Yue, Xingman, and passers-by in the world...... But I don't have any impression of the name Mu Liangqi??

Mu Liangqi, why do you always want to cry when you mention this name......