As the war stopped, Tang Feng also left the battlefield with the monkey and others.

And with Tang Feng's departure, the flood desolation also fell into a short silence because of the first battle of the lich, but as long as the creatures of the desolation who have some ability know that this is just the calm before the storm, they believe that there will definitely be a big war between the two clans, and it is the kind that will not die, after all, ten princes died in the heavenly court, how can the demon clan give up so easily?

And it is true, after several years of tranquility in the flood wilderness, Dijun, who is immersed in the pain of losing his son every day, has been awakened again in his heart.

It's just that although the hatred in his heart has been awakened, but thinking of the Pangu real body of the Wu clan makes him a little discouraged, that Pangu real body is too powerful, just the breath is already comparable to the saint, if you really do it, I believe that the power is not much smaller than the saint.

And his demon clan really has nothing to resist except for a Nuwa saint, which is why Di Jun has been hesitant, and he didn't dare to do it easily if he didn't find a way to solve the real body of the Wu clan.

After all, as the emperor of the demon clan, Di Jun must consider things comprehensively, otherwise if he asks the demon soldiers to die in vain, what qualifications does he have to be the emperor of the demon clan?

He hesitated like this, but Xihe, the mother of the ten sons of Jinwu, washed her face with tears all day long, and her sons were nine out of ten, as long as she thought of their tragic deaths, her heart twitched.

Xihe already knew the whole story, even if the ten golden crows burned the desolate land, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it, after all, her son was the most noble group of people in the world, what was wrong with burning some inconsequential ants?

What made Xihe most angry was that several years had passed, and every time she went to Di Jun and asked him to arrest Hou Yi, who had killed his nine children, Di Jun was perfunctory to her, telling her that there was no time and telling her to be patient.

Just kidding, nine of his ten sons died, how could Xihe endure it? So every time I go to Dijun, I will make a big fuss, and finally break up unhappily, and the relationship between the husband and wife is beginning to break down.

Today, after Xihe had a big fight with Di Jun, he cried and returned to his dormitory and closed his door.

At this time, Di Jun's other wife, Chang Xi, came to Xi He's bedroom, in the past few years, she also felt that Di Jun was a little too much, not to help her son avenge her, and every time Xi He cried, so every time at this time, she would come to comfort Xi He, hoping that she could get better.

"Sister." Changxi walked into the dormitory, looked at Xihe who was lying on the bed and sobbed, and shouted softly.

When Xihe heard this, he raised his head with blurry teary eyes, wiped a few handfuls on his face at random, and saw that it was Changxi, and said slowly: "My sister is here, sit down." ”

Xihe didn't want any image, and directly gave up a place on the bed, their sisters had a good relationship, and she was not afraid that Changxi would see her ugliness.

"Sister, have you gone to find the Emperor again? How many times have I told you, crying too much is not good for your health, don't cry. Hearing this, Chang Xi sat down and wiped the flowers on Xi He's face, as innate gods, they were not ordinary tears.

"I don't want to, but you see that a few years have passed, and the bones of my nine sons are not cold, I just asked the Emperor of Heaven to arrest the murderer of my son from the Wu clan, and he has been pushing back, do you think I can not be sad? Anyway, that's also his son, how can he be so ruthless? At the mention of Di Jun, Xi He's tears fell again, as if he thought of something sad.

"Sister, the Emperor of Heaven also has the difficulties of the Emperor of Heaven, he is not only a father, but also the emperor of the demon clan, so he can't do things with a moment's pleasure, but also for the sake of the hundreds of millions of people of the demon clan." Seeing Xihe crying again, Changxi hurriedly said.

After finishing speaking, he didn't pause, and said: "And the Wu clan has now made a Pangu true body, which can be compared to a saint, do you think our Heavenly Court can resist it now?" So you also have to think about it from another perspective, in fact, the Heavenly Emperor is more painful in his heart than anyone else, but he can't help it, which saint of the demon clan is not something he can call, so before he can't solve the Pangu True Body, everything can only be temporarily endured. ”

Chang Xi said reasonably, they can be divas, they are definitely not in vain, if these are not thought of, then they are not worthy of being divas.

"Bear with me, how long will I endure? If you can't solve that Pangu True Body in your lifetime, then won't you be able to avenge my nine sons in this life? ”

Xihe roared loudly, there was still the previous soft jade, and the hatred of these nine golden crows was about to become a demonic obstacle in her heart.

When Chang Xi saw this scene, she also knew that it would not work like this, if Xi He was allowed to hold this hatred in her heart, it would be difficult to go mad, Xi He was her best sister, and she could not let it develop.

Thinking of this, Chang Xi's heart moved, and said, "Sister, since the Emperor of Heaven doesn't make a move, we can do it ourselves, you come with your ears." ”

When Xihe heard Chang Xi say this, his heart was also moved, and he suddenly came back to his senses, yes, since the Emperor of Heaven does not agree to make a move, then she, as the Queen of Heaven, can't catch a little big witch?

Thinking of this, Xihe leaned his head towards Changxi, wanting to hear what she could do.

The two divas muttered to each other for a while, and finally Xihe hesitated: "Is this really okay?" ”

"Don't worry, as long as you don't leave the horse's feet, even the saints can't find it." Chang Xi was very confident in his plan and replied affirmatively.

"Are you sure your maid is reliable?" Xihe asked the last bit of doubt.

"Don't worry, sister, Empress E is the maid I brought up from a young age, and this is still very reliable." Chang Xi said.

"Okay, since that's the case, then do what my sister said, I want to make Hou Yi's life worse than death." Xihe's doubts were gone, and his face was hideous.

"Okay, sister, don't cry yet, I'll go down now, I'll see the results in a few days, and then you will be able to get what you want." Chang Xi comforted Xi He, and then turned around and left Xi He's bedroom.

She bothered for her sister, even if Di Jun blamed it at that time, she didn't care.

It's just that she doesn't know that she is the fuse that provokes the next war, and it is often said that behind a successful man there is a woman who silently supports her, and when this woman is no longer standing behind, it is a typical pit that does not pay for her life.

For all this, as the Emperor of Heaven, Di Jun had no idea, he was now in the main hall to suppress the hatred in his body with wine, one cup at a time, without stopping, he did not use his mana to dissolve the power of wine, and let the drunkenness go up.

Nine of the ten sons went, and let him be the emperor of this desolate land, and his heart was also very sad at this moment.

"Brother, cheer up." Taiyi suddenly appeared in the main hall and snatched the flask from Dijun's hand.

Looking at the depressed Di Jun, Taiyi's face was gloomy like water, you must know that Di Jun is not only a father, he is also the emperor of the demon clan, he is so depressed every day, what do the courtiers below think?

"Wine, bring it to Bendi." Di Jun was drunk and hazy, and the wine bottle in his hand suddenly disappeared, which made him angry in his heart, and he burst into drink.

"Brother, the way you look now, it's so disappointing to me." Taiyi was also angry, and threw the wine bottle in his hand directly to the ground, and with a snap, the wine spilled out of the broken wine bottle, and the wine spread to the hall.

"I know that the death of nine nephews has hit you hard, but the demon clan still expects you to preside over the overall situation." Taiyi hated that iron could not be steel, and pulled Dijun up from the chair.

(End of chapter)