Chapter VII: The Emperor of the Later Soil

didn't keep cooking, when the meal was ready, he threw it away and started again, and the dish was made more than a hundred times before he knew it, but Nan Haoming still didn't come back.

He didn't dare to think about it, the tears fell into the pot when he didn't know it, making a sneering sound, he didn't dare to stop, he could only comfort himself in his heart that it might be that they were delaying time on the way.

There was a loud bang outside the door, and he hurried out of the room, but the sight in front of him made him change his face.

Nan Haoming, who was covered in blood, with clear flesh and bones, and a pile of white bones, they fell to the ground like that, and some of the white bones had the slightest cracks, and wisps of dark cyan mist evaporated from their bodies.

The shackles of the Heavenly and Secluded Land ended at this moment, after all, Linglong was the body of a god and a man, and it was not difficult for the flesh and blood to regenerate after the divine power was restored again, but the last wisp of Jiang Fan's soul that he had retained in the Heavenly Secluded Land was also dissipated.

There is no possibility of reincarnation, no resurrection, just a pile of white bones.

Before stumbling and falling beside Nan Haoming, his tears had already broken the embankment, and he choked up: "Master! Master!"

"Help him back and I'll heal him later. "The Linglong God King, who was once in the top fifty of the gods, was not in vain, but he regained consciousness in just a few breaths.

"Sister Linglong, Sister Linglong, are you okay. He didn't try to stop the tears in his eyes, but he couldn't stop crying as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Take good care of your master. The flesh and blood on Linglong's face were completely recovered, and she said with a smile that was slightly detached.

Jiang Fan has completely disappeared from this world, and she has nothing else to be attached to except Nan Haoming.

She didn't hear Nan Haoming's last story, and she still thought in her heart that she owed Nan Haoming too much.

The gods of the Three Realms had discovered her whereabouts the moment she had left the Heavenly Realm, and she knew that her time was running out as she was on her way.

A brilliant Yuan Dan flew out of her body, "Haoming, there will be no time in the future." ”

Two lines of clear tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, mixed with Nan Haoming's blood.

"The witch is exquisite, and she will die quickly!"

The sky was covered with a green glow, and a large hand that covered the sky and the sun poked out from the sky.

"Law Heaven and Earth!" Linglong's expression froze, she didn't expect it to come so quickly.

Yuan Dan has integrated into Nan Haoming's body, and Linglong has also reached the point of running out of oil and lamps, she looks at the unbelievable thirty-three heavens, where her father sits, and where she sits is also her enemy, so she doesn't know whether to love or hate.

A tear fell again, but this tear dissipated between heaven and earth before it landed, "This tear is flowing for you." ”

As the voice fell, the sky instantly tore open a hole, and the streamers in the void continued to converge, finally forming a golden eye.

With just a faint flick, the golden body suddenly shattered, and Qingmang suddenly disappeared in the depths of the sea of clouds.

The eyes looked at Linglong, indifferent, ruthless.

"The sin god is exquisite, violating the rules of heaven, sin, deserved!"

As soon as he finished speaking, ten thousand thunderbolts came from the sky and instantly penetrated Linglong's chest.

Linglong's life came to an end, but there was a faint smile on her face, and the moment she closed her eyes, she fell on the pile of white bones.

In this life, I'm glad I found you.

Nan Haoming was in a coma for three days, that is, three years in the mortal world, and he took care of him every step of the way without leaving his daily schoolwork.

Linglong died in front of Wei, those golden eyes made him tremble, although his eyes never fell on him, he was like carrying a mountain, even if he raised his hand, he couldn't do it.

The stubborn and lively did not become silent, and he did not listen to the insults and provocations of his classmates.

He wants to be stronger, and he doesn't want to cry on the sidelines.

On the third day, Nan Haoming woke up, and the moment he woke up, he looked out the window in a daze, tears sliding down the corners of his eyes, "Heh, hehe, hahahaha, hahahaha." ”

Nan Haoming suddenly laughed out loud, tears flowed wantonly on his cheeks, and he laughed louder and louder, as if he was crazy.

"Hahahaha, hahaha, haha. Nan Haoming's voice became lower and lower, his smile became weaker and weaker, and his eyes were gloomy.

The same sky, the same clouds, the same quiet.

When I didn't see Nan Haoming, the emotions that had been suppressed for three days finally broke out.

"Woooo He didn't hug Nan Haoming tightly and cried bitterly.

Nan Haoming's face was covered with a layer of soft color, with a bit of sadness in his eyes, and he barely squeezed out a difficult smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

But he still didn't get up, his tears soaked the quilt, his crying voice was hoarse, and his liver and intestines were broken.

"Good, don't cry, it's over. Nan Haoming stroked Wei's forehead and said softly.

Without raising his face full of tears, he looked into Nan Haoming's eyes and asked, "Master, promise me that you will never leave me, okay?" I'm afraid, I'm afraid that you will leave me, I'm afraid that one person will be left behind. ”

The strength of his hand tightened, and he dug his head into the quilt and choked to finish his words.

"Master will not leave you. Nan Haoming looked out the window, and there seemed to be a decision in his eyes.

It is not uncommon for God-men to skip meals, and they have not had the heart to cook anymore these days.

After returning to the room, Nan Haoming got up, although the two of them did not mention Linglong things tacitly, but both of them knew it.

Nam Haoming left the house and disappeared into the sky.

Weiye quietly pushed open the door, he looked at the direction Nan Haoming left, bit his lip tightly, and closed the door as if decisively.

The three worlds of heaven, earth and man have their own control, the sky has the heavenly court, the earth has the earth, and the people have the imperial palace.

The underworld is in charge of the life and death of people, the place where all things are reincarnated, and the six reincarnations are the divine objects between heaven and earth, and now they are in charge of the Houtu Emperor Di.

The Land of the Emperor of the Later Earth only dwells in the land of the Styx, which is the place where the ownerless souls sink, and the sea of karma is difficult to eliminate, which is a hundred times heavier than the weak water.

Nan Haoming stood on the Stygian Sea with a burning stick in his hand, if there was one person in heaven and earth who could save Linglong, then there was only the Houtu Emperor Diyi.

He penetrates into the sea, and although the burning stick can resist the pressure of weak water, it is difficult to eliminate the pain of karma and burning.

What is karma, the sinful karma that hinders the practice of positive results?

The karma of a person's life is burned for only a moment, but the flames on Nan Haoming's body are burning more and more fiercely.

"Hmph, my karma of sins is more than 10,000. In the face of this burning fire, Nan Haoming did not have the slightest fear, his body was like a furnace, and the incandescent flames were constantly drawn into his body.

His body sank rapidly, illuminating the dark ocean floor as if it were day.

In the depths of the Stygian Sea stands a palace, which, although not magnificent, has a sense of age.

In the palace, a man with his hands behind his back stood in the shadows and looked at the crystal ball in front of him, which showed Nan Haoming who was diving quickly and burning.