Yan Xixi lay on his side, looking at the sleeping God of Light next to him without blinking.

Tears rolled out of her eyes, slowly slid down her cheeks, and soon wet the pillow.

After a few moments, she got up, wiped the tears from her face, got dressed, and opened the door.

Xuanwu is in the next room.

He had not yet fallen asleep, but sat at the table under the lamp, and seemed to have maintained this position all along, and when he heard the doorway ring, he immediately got up and opened it.

Seeing that it was Yan Xixi, he was not surprised, and bowed his head slightly.

Yan Xixi: "How to save him?" ”

Xuanwu showed regret and grief: "The death of the gods is irreversible. ”

He explained: "Lord God of Light, he has been to the dark abyss, and the divine power of light is most afraid of being eroded by the divine power of darkness. ”

The baby needs to consume his light power all the time.

The god of light who ran out of oil and lamp, he also had to draw his light divine power to arrange the demon sealing array.

Xuanwu's expression was gloomy: "Lord God of Light, he used the last wisp of divine power to immortalize his humanoid body. ”

It seems that the sleeping god of light, in fact, has died.

Just to give Yan Xixi a motivation to support it, he preserved his body, and said to Yan Xixi that he was just sleeping.

When Xuanwu said this, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at the door of the most terrifying dark god in history.

She stood in the doorway, her white robe rising slightly in the wind and falling slowly.

Under the moonlight, she looked calm.

Just standing there alone, lonely and lonely.

She said, "What is the way to get him back?" ”

Her voice was very cold, colder than the night wind, and Xuanwu, who listened to it, trembled, and only felt that if he said "no way", the other party would definitely not give him a chance to breathe.

"I ......," he hesitated, whispering, "I'm not so sure, I've got to think, I've got to think." ”

Yan Xixi stood still at the door, his voice strangely calm: "Okay, you want to." ”

Xuanwu: ......

He couldn't figure out that the other party was planning to block his door all the time.

Xuanwu lowered his head, his expression struggling.

After a while, he said, "There is a saying from our ancestors that once the dark god is born, all the gods in this world will die. ”

Yan Xixi was silent.

After a pause, Xuanwu said: "The dark god controls life and death, not only everything in the world, but even the life and death of the gods are also controlled by the dark god, so the gods are very afraid of the birth of the dark god. ”

"In circulation, it is also said that if you don't want to be controlled by the dark god, you can replace the dark god."

Yan Xixi lowered his eyes and stared at his own shadow on the ground, the small shadow was dark and blurred, and because his hair was blown by the wind, the shadow looked hideous, like those greed in the abyss.

Xuanwu coughed in his throat and continued in a low voice: "The legendary power of the dark god is all on those black wings, and the gods can replace the dark god as long as they remove the dark god's wings and put them on their own bodies. ”

But these are all illusory ancient legends, and they cannot be regarded as real cases.

Xuanwu was about to declare in advance, when Yan Xixi suddenly raised his head and asked him, "My wings are on his body, can I bring him back to life?" ”

Xuanwu was stunned, and he reminded in a low voice: "My lord, if the divine power of the dark god is on the wings, then you have no wings, maybe, it may be ......"

Yan Hexi interrupted him: "Tear off my wings and bring him back to life, can you do it?" ”

Xuanwu hesitated and shook his head: "My lord, these are all jokes that have been passed down from ancient times, and they are not true." ”

Yan Xixi: "What do you need to do the verification?" You say, I'm ready. ”

Xuanwu listened to her tone resolutely and neatly, and did not seem to hesitate for a moment.

Whispered: "My lord, the gods are deprived of their divine power and will die." ”

If the divine power of the dark god is really that pair of wings, she will also usher in the fate of extinction without wings.

"It's okay." She said, "I just want him to live." ”

Xuanwu finally confirmed Yan Xixi's determination to resurrect the God of Light.

He nodded, "Lord Light God has the grace to save my life, if I can resurrect him, I will definitely do my best." ”

Yan Xixi and Xuanwu spent more than ten years traveling all over the world, looking for heavenly treasures, looking for all kinds of legends about gods scattered in the world, and looking for all kinds of divine arts.

After more than ten years, Xuanwu finally researched a "divine spell" that could transfer the divine power of the dark god to the opponent's body and make the opponent "come back to life".

"My lord, you have to think clearly, Lord Light, he only has a trace of divine power left, even if you use your dark divine power to resurrect him, it is possible that he is not the God of Light you know, and besides, he will replace you."

Yan Xixi: "It's okay. ”

Her wings are open, and the black wings are full, and this one is quite open, quite covering the sky and the sun.

The power of the dark god was too strong and dark, especially when these black wings were opened, Xuanwu was frightened and took a step back, "My lord, you ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Yan Xixi picked up the blood-soaked knife he had prepared, wrapped his divine power, and slashed at the wings behind him.

The wings are attached to the body.

Bone to bone, flesh to flesh, and these wings are part of her body.

Although the knife is sharp, the person who holds the knife is ruthless enough.

But these are the wings that belong to the dark god, how can they be cut off so easily.

The knife in Yan Xixi's hand slashed at the root of the wings behind him again and again.

The flesh and blood at the base of the wings were blurred, the bones were splashed, the hands holding the knife were numb, and the wings still could not be cut.

Xuanwu couldn't bear to watch from the sidelines, and said, "My lord, or let's think of another way......

Although she didn't cry out in pain like a little girl, her body trembled every time the knife fell.

Xuanwu didn't even dare to look at it.

Yan Xixi's voice was low: "I'm fine, you stay away." ”

Although she deliberately lowered her voice, her voice was trembling and incomprehensible sobbing.

When the words fell, she pursed her lips and stopped talking, so as not to let herself leak a little weakness.

In order to make it easier to clean the knife, she sat on a reef by the sea, cut her wings, and the knife soaked in the seawater, let the waves wash away the blood residue on it, and then continued to chop.

Two wings, she kept cutting day and night, and cut it for half a month.

In the past half a month, Xuanwu has stood at the gate of the courtyard countless times, looking at the back of the girl on the reef by the sea from a distance.

It is rumored that the dark god born in the abyss has no good, only evil and destruction.

Rumors, after all, are not credible.

Half a month later, before sunset, Yan Xixi held her huge wings, step by step, staggered to the gate of the courtyard, behind her, there were strings of blood flowing from her wings and back.

The strings of bloodstains looked so gorgeous and magnificent in the afterglow of the setting sun.

She looked at Xuanwu standing at the gate of the courtyard, and her expression was calm: "What's next?" ”

Xuanwu looked at Yan Xixi, who was covered in blood, bowed his head slightly, and looked respectful: "My lord, I need you to personally refine your wings and fuse your divine power into the body of Lord Bright God." ”

There is only a trace of the divine power of the God of Light left, which belongs to the state of extinction, and even if the wings of the God of Darkness are pressed on him, he will not survive.

Therefore, Xuanwu researched a way to refine the wings of the dark god and fuse it with the body of the god of light according to the fusion of various spells that had been handed down in ancient times.

It's just that I didn't expect that when Yan Xixi was refining her wings, half of the dark divine power rushed into her body, and it didn't enter the body of the God of Light.