Watching Ning Ming and Ying Zheng leave, Lihuo smiled sadly, holding a spar that emitted a multicolored soft light in his hand, and a long-term memory emerged in an instant.

Many years ago......

"I will definitely become the first emperor in the world!"

"Haha, the little hairy boy is quite idealistic."

"It's not an ideal, it's my way."

It was the first time that Lihuo was shocked, and this sentence came from a child who was only seven years old, and it was heart-wrenching.

"Then let's make a bet."

"How to bet?"

"In this way, if you really become the first emperor in the world in the future, then I will give you a multicolored spirit stone, which is a good thing."

Thinking about it now, my expression must have been very funny at that time, like a big bad wolf who tricked children into eating candy.

"Good! Wait, I'll come and get my bet back. ”

It's just that this is more than 2,000 years.

"It's been too long, it's been too long," Lihuo looked at the colorful spirit stone in his hand, smiling very sincerely, but very sad, "Ning Ming, Yingzheng, do you know that you have been away for too long, and you have come back too late, too late......"

The multicolored spirit stone rolled down the cliff and left the fire.

Ning Ming, who was walking in front, seemed to feel something, stopped, lowered his head, clutched the torch from the fire in his hand, and gritted his teeth, but there were still a few blood marks flowing from the corners of his mouth, which was extremely eye-catching and pathetic in the firelight.

"Sir!"

Ning Ming's footsteps staggered, his standing was unsteady, and he was supported by Lin Shuanghua in time, and he was shocked when he saw Ning Ming quickly wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"It's okay," Ning Ming hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "I'm just a little cold." ”

Ying Zheng stepped forward and looked at Ning Ming, "His death is not your fault. ”

In fact, Ying Zheng and Ning Ming both knew that the real Lihuo had already died, and what was just now was just a wisp of obsession left by Lihuo in Kunlun, which was actually the torch from the fire in Ning Ming's hand.

Just to wait for Ning Ming and Ying Zheng to come back.

Ning Ming barely squeezed out a smile, "It's too late for us to come back, if we can come early, he probably won't die." ”

Ying Zheng doesn't say anything, and he doesn't know it.

"Actually, Lihuo has been waiting for you," Ning Ming looked at Ying Zheng, "He always remembered the bet he made with you, he was waiting for you to get your bet back until he died, but you and I didn't come back." ”

Ying Zheng closed his eyes, people like him and Ning Ming were destined to let down too many people.

"I just told him that I had long forgotten the bet, that is, to let his heart die, maybe I could keep his obsession alive, but," Ying Zheng said, "he is away from the fire, once the Kunlun Mountain God who didn't even dare to provoke the heroic moves, but now he has a wisp of obsession, in fact, when he saw us, the obsession has been dispersed." ”

"Alas," Ning Ming sighed lightly, no longer having the slightest youthful aura, but exuding a dying twilight aura, "First the Vermilion Bird, then the fire, how many people will I Ning Ming kill." ”

"As I said, their deaths are not your fault."

"But without me, they wouldn't have died."

Ning Ming held a torch and walked forward alone.

Ying Zheng stood in place, watching Ning Ming's disappearing back.

"He's sad." Ying Xun didn't know when he woke up and looked at Ning Ming.

"I know." Ying Zheng walked forward.

Yan Hong and Lin Shuanghua glanced at each other and followed closely.

The demon lord looked at Ning Ming's back, who was this person?

The words from the fire just now were still in his ears, and Ning Ming took the seven-year-old Yingzheng to Kunlun Mountain, and retreated.

Then what did Ning Ming bring to Kunlun with Yingzheng? After that, Ying Zheng was indispensable to clean up and unify the six countries, did he get something back in the Kunlun Mountains? Ning Ming said before that the answer she was looking for was also in Kunlun, so what was it?

The demon lord was in a lot of mood for a while, glanced at it casually, and suddenly was shocked, why was Ning Ming's depressed back so familiar!

The demon lord stepped forward a few steps, and the familiarity just now disappeared again, he was still Ning Ming!

What Ning Ming didn't notice was that they noticed it, or they noticed it, and they didn't care.

Except for where they were, it rained heavily throughout Kunlun Mountain!

The rain was pouring down, and it seemed that someone was crying, and it seemed that the sky of Kunlun Mountain was crying.

Yang Jian stopped, and Xiao Tian looked around, "Strange, why is it raining heavily?" ”

Yang Jian's face was expressionless and continued to move forward, "The mountain god of Kunlun Mountain is gone, and the heavens and the earth are in great sorrow. ”

"Mountain gods?" Xiao Tian's tone was disdainful, "A small mountain god can make heaven and earth miserable?" ”

Yang Jian's face turned cold, and he glanced at Xiao Tian, "Stupid!" ”

Xiaotian immediately bowed his head and didn't dare to speak.

"Remember," Yang Jian said as he walked, "what you will deal with in the future are characters like Ning Ming, the Demon Lord, Ying Zheng, and Li Fengyun, if you can't hold back your empty arrogance, sooner or later you will die a miserable death, and even I can't save you." ”

"The villain knows it's wrong." Little Heavenly Dao.

"If you don't learn a lesson, Yan Hong will surpass you!"

Yang Jian walked forward.

Xiao Tian clenched his fists, the hatred in his eyes was obvious, he could tolerate Yang Jian's beating and scolding him, but he couldn't tolerate comparing him with Yan Hong!

What kind of thing is Yan Hong, just a lowly subordinate, thinking that it would be great to follow Ning Ming for a few days.

He could kill this lowly celestial soldier in minutes!

Li Fengyun stood in the rain, the pouring rain couldn't wet his hair, "Why is it raining so well?" ”

Ah Xiu was wearing a beautiful black raincoat with a wide brim that covered her beautiful face, "It's just that the weather is impermanent, what a surprise." ”

Li Fengyun smiled, the weather is impermanent?

You forgot that you had a ghost slasher in your hand.

Ah Xiu lowered his head, not wanting Li Fengyun to see his true face.

"It's too slow, Ah Xiu, where is Ning Ming, let's go directly."

Ah Xiu raised his head slightly, "This is Kunlun Chaotic Mountain, the magnetic field is chaotic, are you sure you really want to teleport?" ”

"Sure."

"Okay," Ah Xiu closed his eyes, "Okay." ”

Immediately, the two disappeared.

The top of Huaijiang Mountain is a huge and incomparably flat land, on which the flowers are dense, the rare plants and trees are countless, many plants and trees that have long been extinct in the world, it is not rare here, the air is filled with a faint fragrance, refreshing people's hearts.

It is not better than the mountains, there is no sunshine and rain all year round, the sun is shining, and the warm sunlight shines down like a ribbon, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Butterflies flying, fish and shrimp swimming, insects and birds contending, and it is a fairyland scene on earth.

Several rivers flow down from the higher mountains, flowing with a faint aura, and among them there are many small fish with glittering lights, swimming leisurely.

This is the hanging garden, which is said to be the back garden of the Emperor of Heaven on earth.

A sudden heavy rain soaked all the flowers and plants, knocked down many butterflies that had no time to dodge, and startled the fish in the water.

It also wets the heroic move standing here!

The rain ran down his body, wetting his wings, wetting the spear in his hand, and wetting his eyes.

(End of chapter)