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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

In the years when the city god no longer appeared, there was a secret saying in Baling City, saying that Baling City was a place abandoned by the gods, and all people, no matter where they went, would sink into hell forever after death. It wasn't until the gods of the four directions entered the city at the same time that this undercurrent-like remark subsided. It's just that their hearts didn't settle for long, and the day was dark and there was no more dawn, and in the gloomy black fog shrouded the city, this remark resurfaced in people's hearts again, and became unforgettable, as if it had become a fateful theory.

Everyone immediately came to the city god temple in the center of the city, because there was a god who manifested his true body sitting in the void. Fortunately, Zhongli Chenghuang was still there, and the rattan cane beside him had already pierced into the Chenghuang Temple, but the divine light on his body was no longer as dazzling as it was at the beginning.

In the darkness, there was a layer of light on his body to protect himself, sitting motionless, no one knew what he was doing, and the green vines next to him extended into the sky, as if they had grown above the nine heavens.

When many people saw Zhongli Chenghuang's appearance, they remembered that there was a river god in the south of the city, and when they came to the river temple one by one, they saw from a distance that the river temple, which was originally silent when other gods were shining, was actually hazy with a layer of clear light at this time, and the clear light was like a spring gushing. The light shrouded in the river temple was not very strong, which made the people who saw it feel a lot more at ease. At least they knew that there were gods who were still there, and that they had not sunk in darkness like them.

On a main building in the city, the Quartet City Guards stood there, and the East City Guards said worriedly: "If this continues, our Baling City will really be removed from heaven and earth." His voice was so low that only the other three city guards next to them could hear him.

"The prince of Nalan dares to call himself the king of gods, how can he fall so easily. Let's wait! Beicheng Shou said with a frown, although he said this, there was unconcealed worry on his resolute face.

"As a last resort, you must not move the city with everyone. In a hurry, there was no place to stand at all, and moving the city would mean the destruction of Baling City. The old city lord handed over the tomb to us, and we must not let the tomb be destroyed in our hands, this is not only sorry for the old city lord, but also sorry for the life of this city. Xicheng Shou said solemnly.

Yan Zhong, the Shou of Nancheng, stood there silent for a moment and said, "Now we only have two ways to go, hold on and move the city. If we move the city, no other city will dare to contain us, because once we abandon the city and leave, we will be branded with the mark of the forsaken people of God, and they will be afraid that we will bring disaster, so whether we go or not, we will face struggles. After he finished speaking, he paused, and then said: "God has abandoned us to the tomb, how can we give up on ourselves." ”

After a moment of silence, Dongcheng Shou sighed: "Yes, even if the heavens abandon us to dominate the city, how can we give up on ourselves." ”

"The Jinghe River God is still there, let's go there and have a look." Beicheng Mamoru said.

When they came to the front of the River Temple, the people who were already surrounded there immediately made a way, and there were originally several demon spirits who had entered the city with Chen Jing standing in front of the River Temple, but none of them were gone, and they had already left this Baling City at some point.

"Nancheng Yan Zhong begs to see the River God!"

Yan Zhong, the guard of Nancheng, said loudly to the River Temple, and as his voice sounded, the open space in front of the River Temple suddenly fell silent. At this time, the gods are their reassurance. Obviously, Chen Jing also knew that when the sound started, the divine light shrouded in the River Temple intensified in vain. It was like responding to his words.

At the same time, a white light wave suddenly appeared in the temple, and a person walked out of the light, with a light blue robe and a long sword hanging from his waist, giving people a quiet and calm feeling.

As soon as he appeared, a large number of people immediately bowed down in front of the river temple, and even the four major city guards bowed down and saluted. Chen Jing looked at the scene in front of him and felt like a world away. At that time, he escaped from this city, but now, many years later, he is invited back as a god. The city is still the same city, the people are still the people, but Chen Jing's status is different. Back then, he never entered the temple, never worshipped God, and was very disgusted with himself or others to worship, but now he accepts the worship of others, although there is no joy in his heart, he is not dismantled. He tried to find the cause, but he couldn't find it.

Some changes always happen unconsciously, and human nature is never qualitative.

The four city guards were there, and it was the southern city guard who spoke, because it was the river god he invited, I saw him say loudly: "Baling City, please protect the river god, today Baling will not see the light of day, dare to ask the river god, where will the creatures of Baling City go?" ”

Except for the voice of Yan Zhong, the guard of Nancheng, there was not even the sound of the wind, and the people who fell to the ground seemed to be able to hear their heartbeats. After a while, I didn't hear Chen Jing's answer, and I couldn't help but look up one by one, only to see that the river god in front of the river temple was looking up at the sky, as if there was the future of Baling City in the sky.

“…… Dare to ask the river god, where will I ask the tens of thousands of living beings in Baling? ”

Yan Zhong raised his voice again and asked, this is a long-standing question god in the world, but it is rare to have such a scene of facing the gods. There was silence in front of the temple of the river god.

Chen Jing looked at a pair of eyes with fear and expectation, closed his eyes slightly, and said, "If there is a place to move, it is best to relocate." Chen Jing looked at Yan Zhong and said seriously, his voice was like a river breeze in the early morning, with a hint of coolness in Yan Zhong's ears. He was disappointed in his heart and said: "The harsh winter is coming, and if you move, you can only pave the way with the bones of the people in the city." ”

The front of the river temple fell silent again, Yan Zhong's not loud voice was so harsh at this moment, Chen Jing looked around, at this moment, his original resentment and love for this city were completely gone, and his eyes seemed to see a road paved with corpses, corpses and blood were endless, and the road was full of crying and helpless struggle.

Chen Jing looked at the black pressure in front of him, and said slowly again: "If everyone is unwilling to leave and is willing to believe in me, I will naturally not leave, and I will do my best to protect this Baling City." ”

Suddenly, a young man in the distance squeezed into the crowd, looking flustered, and shouted loudly to the city guard before he got close, but he immediately stopped his voice, did not say the words behind, but came to Yan Zhong's side, and whispered in the ear of the southern city guard.

Yan Zhong's expression changed in vain, but he stood up again, he looked left and right at the other three city guards, and stopped talking, the expressions on the faces of the other three city guards were also heavy, but he didn't say anything, obviously knowing what the young man was talking about. Among them, Nishijo Shou couldn't help but ask, "Can't get out?" ”

"The gates are gone." Yan Zhong suppressed his voice and said quickly in a low voice.

He didn't want people to know, but how to hide it, the people in the crowd had already disappeared and spread, and suddenly everyone panicked, everyone was in a commotion, they looked at the city guard and Chen Jing in panic, they could have abandoned the city as a last resort, although Yan Zhong analyzed that abandoning the city is also a road of nine deaths and a life, and it is absolutely impossible to move until the end, but after all, there is such a road in people's hearts, and now this has been broken.

All this was already clear in Chen Jing's heart, and it was much clearer than them. When the city was full of black fog, he already knew that there would be such a day, and he knew better than anyone that if the people in Baling City moved away, the people in the city were afraid that there would be no one in ten, not only because it was the cold season now, but it was just a matter of weather. What's more, it is difficult for people to survive without the protection of gods in this heaven and earth, which is a world where ghosts and demons coexist.

At this time, even Yan Zhong couldn't appease him, but in a blink of an eye, a good human city became a ghost domain, and a few people could accept it, if it weren't for the fact that he was also a Confucian who raised Haoran's qi, I was afraid that he would have already knelt down and bowed down like other ordinary people.

Looking at Chen Jing one by one, this is different from the previous eyes, if it was said that the suffering people were still asking for a place to stay, then now it is the drowning people who hope that the people on the shore can save their lives.

Chen Jing's heart rippled, for him, the most uncomfortable thing was that his life was not autonomous, and he had to ask others to save his life.

Just as he was about to speak, the City God Temple in the center of Baling City suddenly rushed into a grand light, the light was brilliant, sprinkled with a glow in the black fog, the people in Baling City were startled at first, and then they were overjoyed, and they looked up one after another, only to see that the Zhongli City God sitting above the City God Temple had disappeared at some point, and the macro light was emitted by the green vine that grew above the nine heavens. But at that time, this green vine quickly walked towards the rise of the Nine Heavens. Suddenly, a pitch-black hand in the City God reached out of the City God Temple and grabbed the green vine. The green vine was shining brightly, rising madly into the sky, but it couldn't swing the pitch-black ghost hand.

Chen Jing frowned, and a dazzling light rose in the eyes of everyone in front of the River Temple, and it was especially dazzling in the darkness. The quick reaction was to immediately raise his head and look at the direction of the sky above the City God Temple, only to see that the white light was like a piece of silver glow, circling around the hand of the pitch-black ghost, and the ghost hand was broken off at the wrist, and the hand above the wrist slammed on the tile surface of the City God Temple, scattering into black mist, and the arm instantly retracted into the City God Temple. The white light flashed in the void, turning into a person, dressed in a light blue robe, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and his body seemed to have a layer of clear charm like river waves.

He quietly emerged, stepped into the void, and looked up at the rattan that quickly disappeared towards the nine heavens.