"Nangong granddaughter, welcome to my Huayang Sect as a guest!

"Yes!" At this time, Nangong Yan didn't dare to play any tricks anymore. It seems that although the other party is a little older, he has an extremely intelligent mind.

"As for you, Xiao Chen, I also want to talk to you, but this is not the time, there, is where you should go! There, there is the person you want to see the most!" Shangguan Yunlong's hand pointed to one place. It was a very grandiose and majestic temple. Even if you are so far away, you can feel a sacred aura coming from there, and you can't help but feel the urge to bow and worship.

"I understand!" Xiao Chen nodded heavily, and took a firm step towards it. Who are you, the true god of the Huayang Sect? Are you the friend of my eldest brother a thousand years ago? Can you solve my confusion for me?

"Ah Fu" Nangong Yan looked at Xiao Chen at this time, looking extremely nervous. She moved her mouth to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

"Four girls, don't worry, I'm fine!" Xiao Chen smiled.

"Take care!" Nangong Yan bit her lip heavily. Although she usually likes to mess around, she always likes to mess around. But she knew that there had to be a degree to do so. And she knows that as a man, once he decides on something, it is difficult for outsiders to change his mind.

And as a woman who cares about him immensely, the only thing she can do is to support him unconditionally. The true god of Huayang Sect, although your strength is very terrifying, although my Nangong Yan also respects you very much, but you must know that Ah Fu is the most important in my mind, and no one can compare!

Lord True God, if you can treat Ah Fu well, I Nangong Yan will thank you very much, but if you dare to hurt Ah Fu, I and I will never let you go!

Looking at Xiao Chen, who was walking away with firm steps, and then at Nangong Yan with a worried look, Shangguan Yunlong could only shake his head helplessly. Actually, to be honest, even I was very curious about what would happen to this young man named Xiao Chen after meeting with Lord True God. But unfortunately, at this time, I can't guess, and the only thing I can do now is to wait slowly.

"Come with me, ghost girl!" sighed.

Finally came to the gate of the hall, and Xiao Chen's steps couldn't help but stop. It was so silent inside, and the silence was terrible. After hesitating for a while, Xiao Chen took a long breath, finally pushed open the hidden door, and walked in.

"Oops!" Suddenly, Xiao Chen stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha!" a hearty laugh rang out.

"Little one, I know you are very excited to see me! But no matter how excited you are, you will not be like this! As soon as you meet, you lie on the ground and salute me! Such a big gift, I dare not take it, I dare not take it!"

"Do you think I'm willing to do this, how can you make this place so smooth that people can stand still?" Xiao Chen shook and stood up. But one was not careful, and once again a big maha fell to the ground.

"Hahaha!" laughed maniacally again.

"Bastard!" Xiao Chen, who was annoyed, directly took off his shoes and threw them out. When the shoes were no longer on his feet, Xiao Chen was finally able to barely stand up. The purple-clothed true god in front of him was as handsome and extraordinary as ever, as graceful as ever.

"Bastard, don't you think it's rude to come to me as a guest and throw away your shoes?" the purple-clothed god shouted angrily.

"Didn't you wear shoes too?" Xiao Chen said angrily.

"Boy, I am the master here, and it is his freedom to dress however he wants, but since you are a guest, you must not do such a rude thing!"

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!"

"Okay, good, in that case, then don't blame me for being rude!" the furious purple-clothed true god nodded, and then slowly pulled out a warm and greasy jade flute from his sleeve.

When the jade flute approached the mouth of the purple-clothed true god, a tactful and almost heavenly sound sounded. The whirlwind is tactful, the sound of the flute is clear, high and low, light and light, low to the extreme, after a few circles, and then low again, although extremely low and very thin, each syllable is still clearly audible. Gradually, there are occasional pearls and jade jumps in the bass, crisp and short, one after another, the complex sound gradually increases, first such as the splash of the spring, and then such as a group of flowers competing for beauty, the flowers are clustered, and there is a gap between the birds, he sings me and, gradually the birds leave, the spring flowers fall, but the sound of the rain is Xiao Xiao, a desolate and murderous elephant.

But suddenly, the sound of the flute changed, it became like a grievance, it became like a cry, and the endless sound of sobbing was like a cuckoo scribbling blood, which made people can't help but cry when they hear it.

Xiao Chen was moved, and he clearly felt the deep sadness hidden in the heart of the person who was playing the flute. And this deep sadness is also slowly infecting Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen's mood was slowly lowering, and when this sadness expanded infinitely, and when it reached the end, the sadness actually evolved into despair.

It's as if everything in the world can no longer arouse any interest in itself, and in one's own mind, all that one has is despair. Xiao Chen, who was exhausted, couldn't stand anymore, and fell to the clean and cold ground with a 'plop'.

"Who the hell are you, why do I feel nothing but infinite sadness in your heart?" Xiao Chen raised his head with difficulty.

"Want to know who I really am? You are not worthy! Xiao Chen, do you feel very painful, very sad, and even very desperate now? If this is the case, then you can simply close your eyes and take a good rest!" The soft voice of the purple-clothed true god was mixed with endless desolation.

Xiao Chen slowly closed his eyes, tired! He was so tired! Xiao Chen really didn't want to open his eyes anymore to take a look at this desperate world! If he could, let this be his eternal end!

"It's just a small song, and it makes you, the fourth messenger from the underworld, feel discouraged, and you don't even have the desire to survive! You're really useless!" The purple-clothed true god finally put down the jade flute in his hand, slowly paced over, and kicked Xiao Chen on the ground with his foot, but the latter was still motionless.

"How can a man who can't even bear a sad song understand my pain and unwillingness a thousand years ago?"

"Xiao Chen, do you know why I, as the mortal enemy of the envoy of the underworld, pay so much attention to you? Do you know how ecstatic my heart was when I learned that you came to Huayang Sect?"

"Do you know, what is the reason for all this? Let me tell you, because, you and I are so similar, looking at you now, I can't help but think of myself a thousand years ago!"

"Xiao Chen, you are the same as me a thousand years ago, with a kind personality and a humble personality. But do you think this is a merit? I tell you, it's not, it's not! Such a character will be your fatal wound!"

"Thinking about a thousand years ago, my grandfather passed on the beautiful country to me, and in order to make me sit firmly in this great country, he did not hesitate to destroy his wisdom and killed a large group of ministers and generals who were loyal to him!"

"Grandpa has repeatedly warned me that the most ruthless emperor is the family! The judgment of a person's life and death is not to see whether he should die, but to see whether he should be killed! When I feel that there is almost no one in the world who can threaten me anymore, grandpa is relieved to hand over the world to me!"

"But even if I kill those high-ranking ministers and good generals, there are still beings in the world who can threaten me, such as those uncles such as me!" Speaking of this, the purple-clothed true god suddenly raised his face, which was already a tear-stained face.

"Of course, Grandpa also knows that my uncles who are highly accomplished are really unwilling to let this great world fall into my hands, and always try their best to oppose me. And when Grandpa was angry, he also wanted to deal with them with the methods of dealing with those good ministers! But in the end, he still gave up! Because even Grandpa, who showed himself as a tyrant, still had a tender side in his heart, and he couldn't do it, he knew that tigers don't eat children, and he valued this kind of family affection more than anyone else!"

"In order to prevent his uncles from messing with me in a hundred years, he did everything possible to weaken them and send them to the frontier. Grandpa has repeatedly warned me that if some of my uncles dare to mess around in a hundred years, let me kill them!"

"But but grandpa, I can't do it! You can't bear to poison your own son, how can I poison my own uncle?"

"Why is this? Why is this? I have always ruled the world with kindness and treated people with sincerity! Why can't others treat me sincerely? Fourth uncle, you are so ruthless, why do you treat me like this? Have you forgotten that I am your own nephew?"

Sadness, a mood more than sadness permeated the entire temple. But the huge hall was still quiet, and poor Xiao Chen was still lying there motionless.

"Alas!" After a deep sigh of grief, the purple-clothed true god bowed his head again in despair. The world is so big, who can understand the pain of being hurt by their beloved relatives like this?

"Actually, in everyone's heart, there is a period of pain to a greater or lesser extent, and there is a past that is unbearable to look back on! Everyone is the same, but the key to the matter lies in what you think!" a deep voice suddenly sounded in the empty hall.

"Who are you?" The purple-clothed true god was terrified, even with his strong strength, he couldn't find that in this empty hall, besides himself and Xiao Chen, there were other people.

There was another deep sigh, and an imperceptible light shot out from Xiao Chen's head, and finally turned into the figure of a majestic man with a fierce face.

"Who are you, who are you?" the purple-clothed true god's voice trembled. Even though the man in front of him had lost his routi and was just a wandering being in a soul state, it still made him feel terrified. Because he clearly felt a powerful aura of almost vast in the other party's body.

"I! Song Jingang!" King Kong's words could not hide the color of pride.

"Song Jingang?" the purple-clothed true god couldn't help frowning, "This name seems a little familiar!"

"Boy, that's your loneliness, if you have a wider knowledge, my name should be like thunder to you!"

"Bastard, I'm not a brat! I'm a true god, one of the most powerful true gods in this world!" the purple-clothed true god waved his hand angrily.

"How is the true god? Isn't it one of the seven thousand-year-old wandering souls who have defected from the underworld? They have existed for nearly a thousand years, and they still don't forget to cry when they think of sad things! I don't call you what do you call you, boy?"

"You bastard!"

"A thousand years ago, there were many people who called me a bastard, but I'm still alive and well! Please, when you scold people, can you pick something fresh?" King Kong shrugged indifferently.

"You"

"Okay, okay! I, King Kong, a generation of heroes from a thousand years ago, will not deal with a little hairy child who can only cry his nose! Okay, since you can't remember who I am, then I'll remind you!" King Kong cleared his throat, "Listen! Little ghost! I, King Kong, am a generation of heroes who lived in the troubled times of the Great Sui, and a generation of heroes who could have won the world!"

"Great Sui Troubled Times?" the purple-clothed true god muttered this sentence silently, and suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"I know who you are? You are the last year of the Sui Dynasty, relying on a bit of martial arts, vainly trying to seize the world! But in the end, the unfortunate defeat at the hands of the Li clan and the unfortunate death?"

"That's good!" King Kong nodded heavily.

"A ridiculous failure a thousand years ago, a clown who couldn't do anything about himself. Dare to be arrogant in front of me?"

"I am a pathetic person who has failed in the struggle for the world, and I am several times stronger than you, a wreck who can't even keep the good country!"

"You"

"I thought that when I came to Huayang Sect this time, I would be able to meet my old friend from a thousand years ago, but I never thought that I would meet a little kid like you who can cry your nose! Alas!" After a sigh, King Kong turned around directly.

"You bastard! Say it again, don't treat me like a child!" shouted the purple-clothed true god in a hoarse voice. But for his threat, King Kong only shrugged his shoulders slightly, and didn't take it to heart at all.

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable!" The incomparable anger made the handsome face of the purple-clothed true god extremely hideous, and he pulled out the jade flute in his sleeve again. He wants to make this bastard who dares to despise himself pay the price he deserves!

"Love and hate!" the sound of sobbing silk and bamboo sounded again. The extremely sad feelings spread again, making people cry and even more discouraged!

"I'm sorry! I'm a rough man, I can't get used to this crying thing!" King Kong waved his hand angrily. The grief came to an abrupt end, and a powerful force directly overturned the purple-clothed true god.

"You bastard!

"Yes, I thought you would only curse the same thing?"