I clenched the hilt of my sword, my bones were clanging, and I glared at him and said, "Lord Heavenly Emperor! Do you still remember the catastrophe of the reversal of the heavenly disk and the galactic starfall 140,000 years ago?! ”

The Emperor of Heaven waved his sleeves and said sharply: "The martyrdom of you and Nie Su is remembered!" It was only today that the immortal officials were sent to the depths of the galaxy to pay respects. ”

"Lord Heavenly Emperor, since you remember that Nie Su and I were martyred, you should also know how these two catastrophes were at the head of the year, and you immortals rushed to dig graves and build tombs without doing anything. Now that the four seas and eight desolations have been peaceful for a long time, the Emperor of Heaven has forgotten the catastrophe that devoured the heavens and the earth at the beginning, if it weren't for Nie Su, if it wasn't for the long trick, where did you come from the Six Realms Throne now. Up to now, Nie Su Shenzun has not been resurrected, and you don't even care, you are still here to enjoy the song and dance of the warbler and the dance, and listen to the prosperity of the silk and bamboo! ”

The Emperor of Heaven opened his eyes angrily, got up and brushed his sleeves, and waved me with the wind in his sleeve: "The widow remembered that you were holding the position of an ancient god and respected you, but you questioned the widow with a sword. It is his responsibility to do his best for the way of heaven, and the immortal road has been rolling since ancient times to the present day, and there are countless gods who have passed away from the feathered immortals. The Taiyi Kunlun Mirror shows that Nie Su Shenzun has long been wiped out, and no matter how you mess around today, he can't come back to life! ”

The anger burned my heart and pain, and I clutched the hilt of my sword and stepped into the wind, and the gods saw that the situation was not good, and they stopped in front of the Emperor one after another. I swung my sword to smash away the group of immortals who stood in my way, and blood splattered on the top of the main hall. I have long put life and death aside, and Nie Su has not come back to life, so what is the point of me still living in this divine realm.

When the gods saw my mad and bloodthirsty appearance, they shouted for protection.

On the high seat, the Emperor of Heaven finally gave an order to the more than 100 heavenly soldiers behind me—

"Shoot the arrows!"

The sassy cold arrow stabbed itself behind me, and I swung my sword to cut it, and countless more rushed over.

I looked at the Heavenly Emperor on the throne and smiled coldly, today, this god didn't want to get out alive. Immediately, he rushed away the arrow with his breath, and raised his hand to wipe the blood that overflowed from his lips. I clenched the sword tightly, and pinched out the sword trick with my right hand, and the sword was cold and close to the Emperor of Heaven.

But at this moment, a forbidden hand suddenly flew behind me, and a calm and decisive sentence sounded at the door of the hall-

"Stop!"

I jerked my head back. Seeing that person's frost-colored clothes and cold look, he is my old friend, a long secret.

He flew closer through the wind, grabbed the hilt of my sword and frowned, "Sushu! ”

Four or five arrows pierced me at this moment, and in an instant they sank into my back.

Chang Jue waved his sleeves and turned around, his sword eyebrows were upside down, and he said angrily: "The heavenly soldier who just shot arrows has entered the Netherworld!" ”

I fell from mid-air, but luckily the long trick helped me.

The boneless sword was closed, fell into the palm of the hand, and turned back into the description of a folding fan.

Seeing that I was so seriously injured and showed such a compromise posture, the gods and the Heavenly Emperor all breathed a sigh of relief on the top of the main hall.

I rushed away from the arrow behind my back, looking at the Hanxiao Palace, which had not changed for 140,000 years, and suddenly I had some thoughts, which made me uncontrollably remember 140,000 years ago. At that time, I stood here, drunk and babbling nonsense in front of the Heavenly Emperor, recommending Nie Su to be martyred.

The past is really like a cloud of smoke, and no matter how obsessive it is, it can't resist the changes of the sun and moon in the past 140,000 years, and the winter goes to spring.

Changjue hugged me and whispered in my ear, "Sushu, you're back." This voice is steady, and when he was young, he said "Look at my father's face".

I shed about two lines of tears, and heard myself smile bitterly: "I don't want to kill the Heavenly Emperor...... I just wanted to ask why Venerable Master Nie Su didn't come back. But I accidentally bumped into all the immortals chatting, singing, dancing, and dancing, so lively. I regret that my Lord Nie Su once died for you, but now no one cares about his whereabouts. ”

The Emperor of Heaven was silent. The gods were silent.

I also knew I was impulsive. I'm afraid to ask again, but the Emperor of Heaven still tells me that Nie Su has long since disappeared, and Taiyi Kunlun Mirror has never foreseen the scene of his resurrection.

I held the fan and left the Hanxiao Palace with the long formula. In this way, the feast of the Emperor of Heaven was stirred.