With the permission of the Aurora God Emperor, Fan Lang was able to give it a go, and once again he personally faced the wrath of the Snow Moon God Emperor.

Fan Lang looked at the Snow Moon God Emperor and discussed: "Your Majesty, can you take a step forward and have a good talk in another place?" It's too noisy and there are too many people here, so it's not a good place to negotiate." As for the place of negotiation, it was arranged by His Majesty, and it didn't matter where it was placed, as long as no one disturbed it. ”

"Hmph, it seems that you want the lion to open his mouth and think about a lot of conditions, but you can't say a word, yes or no?"

"I really want to talk to Your Majesty, and the content of the conversation is not just about the soul of Marshal Ferret. As far as the two of us are concerned, the situation will be a little simpler. And the place of the conversation is chosen by His Majesty, so there is no need to worry about what tricks I will play. ”

"Okay, I'll see what kind of medicine you sell in your gourd. ”

With a wave of his hand, the Snow Moon God Emperor created a spatial passage and pointed inside.

Fan Lang was really bold, refused to be accompanied by others, and entered the passage single-handedly. Of course, his two doppelgangers are definitely going to be carried with him.

He shuttled through the spatial passage for a distance, and then suddenly came to a snow-capped mountain, surrounded by cold winds, and the snow under his feet was white and flawless.

This should be somewhere in the territory of the Snow Moon Divine Kingdom, as for the specific location, it will take a certain amount of time to decide, just leave it to the light spirit to deal with.

There are no people around, only the original snow scene, which is quiet enough, not as chaotic as the battlefield just now.

Before Fan Lang could gain a firm foothold, the Snow Moon God Emperor descended, and appeared aggressively in front of Fan Lang, and the distance between the two sides was only ten meters. This distance is simply face-to-face for the Martial God.

"Say what conditions you want to talk about. The Snow Moon God Emperor said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, you're all here, you might as well talk slowly. Putting aside the soul of Marshal Ferret for the moment, I would like to mention an old story first. "Fan Lang is step-by-step, and the purpose is not simple.

The Snow Moon God Emperor frowned, didn't say anything, and silently waited for Fan Lang's next words.

Fan Lang took steps, left footprints on the snow, and said to himself: "Your Majesty has a long life, and his longevity has passed millions of years. No matter how high and powerful the person is, he has cultivated step by step from mortals. I was fortunate enough to learn some about His Majesty's past, when His Majesty was still a mortal, he had a marriage with a man, the two tied the knot, and had children, and the little life was prosperous. Many years have passed, His Majesty's cultivation has been increasing day by day, and he has gradually shown his extraordinary talent in martial arts, and he has even been favored by a major sect. This became a turning point in His Majesty's life.

It is human nature for people to go to high places and water to flow to high places. If Your Majesty wants to worship that sect, you must draw a line with your family and worship your subordinates alone. After some struggle, His Majesty finally decided to focus on martial arts and ruthlessly left his partner and children.

On the day you left, tragedy struck, and a group of former enemies came to take revenge, killing all your family, leaving chickens and dogs all over the house, and even your children not spared. If you hadn't left and stayed at home, that wouldn't have happened. By the time you get the news and run home, it's too late. Your Majesty's regret is too late, and you are extremely self-reproachful, which has become a knot in your heart that you can't let go.

No matter what realm you cultivate, no matter how powerful you become, this past event will always be with you, like a scar hidden in the bottom of your heart. Even as an outsider, when I learned about it, I couldn't help but sigh. If I'm not mistaken, the name of His Majesty's partner should be Han Qingxi, right?"

Fan Lang made a long speech and told a story about the past that happened to the Snow Moon God Emperor.

The Snow Moon God Emperor was already furious, and talking about it at such a time was simply adding fuel to the fire.

Especially when Han Qingxi's three words came into his ears, he finally let the stimulation reach its peak.

"You are looking for death!! "The Snow Moon God Emperor burst into a loud shout, shattering the surrounding snow-capped mountains, and brandishing the big scythe in his hand to attack Fan Lang.

Fan Lang was categorically not an opponent, and directly floated back, and at the same time beat a thought.

This thought contained what he wanted to say, and he said the rest of the words at once, so as to further stimulate the Snow Moon God Emperor.

"Your Majesty is so angry that it seems that he is still haunted by those old things. It's no wonder, after all, that's the man His Majesty loved dearly, not to mention that your child was also implicated. If you hadn't left the house, that tragedy wouldn't have happened. It is precisely because of this knot that His Majesty's temperament has changed greatly, and he even has resistance to men, and he has never opened his heart to a second man. Even if you want to find spiritual comfort, you are looking for a woman. The marshal of the ferret in my hand seems to be one of your companions, and your relationship is more than just a monarch and a minister. These things are all hearsay, and if there is anything wrong, please ask Your Majesty to give me advice. I'm very interested in what you've been going through. If you are willing to say it, I will consider giving you the soul of Marshal Ferret to reunite you little lovers. ”

The stimulation of these words to the Snow Moon God Emperor can be imagined, it is simply to tear open her scabbed wound, stab her a few times, and then sprinkle a handful of salt.

These old things that Fan Lang said are actually not just heart knots, but the inner demons of the Snow Moon God Emperor!

Over the years, whenever the Snow Moon Divine Emperor remembered these past events, the hidden demons in his heart would be ready to move, and he almost went mad twice.

She had tried to seal or erase the memories, but every time she did, it would stir up demons and hinder her.

The more she wanted to forget, the deeper she sank.

Later, she relied on her own will to defeat the demons in her heart, and tried not to think about it on weekdays, but to anesthetize herself with other things.

Whether it's a mortal or a martial god, who doesn't make mistakes in their life?

Martial gods have a long lifespan, and they make many more mistakes than mortals, and each has its own knots and demons, and no one can escape it.

It is obviously unkind to deliberately bring up other people's sad things and stimulate potential demons.

In order to achieve the goal, Fan Lang will do whatever it takes, even if it is some insidious means, he will consider using it. His past is full of blood debts, so many people have been killed, and it is nothing to bear one more crime.

Extreme stimulus, with extreme results.

The demons in the heart of the Snow Moon God Emperor were stimulated, and his emotions were completely out of control, and the memories that had been sealed for many years flashed like a marquee, and they were still vivid.

Now she doesn't even want the soul of Marshal Ferret, she just wants to put Fan Lang to death, tell the other party to shut up quickly, and stop mentioning those sad things.

And this is exactly the result that Fan Lang wants.

The third doppelganger, sorted!

(End of chapter)