God?

The voice of the black shadow made Feng He's expression stagnate.

The rainstorm fell, and the pure beauty was silent for a moment, and then Youyou raised a finger and said coldly:

"I'm not."

However, before she could take the Black Shadow's life, an arc of the moon fell from the sky.

A fire rose into the sky, the rain curtain seemed to be opened in an instant, and the sky began to clear from the place where the fire was burned.

The inexplicable force unleashed the shackles she had laid and dragged the black shadow into the air.

I actually want to escape!

Feng He flew to chase after him, and the agile figure stepped on the raindrops and hurried up, blocking the path of the black shadow, and using his hand as a knife, he slashed over the door in front of him.

However, it was still slow.

Only the mask was cut in half and fell, and then a familiar eye met her for a moment, and the black shadow disappeared from the barrier in an instant.

Where have you seen it?

Feng He didn't have time to think, and without the maintenance of divine power, the barrier was broken in an instant.

She flew down, alertly scattering her senses.

After a long time, I was finally able to confirm that the black shadow was really far away.

The rain stopped.

On the girl's cold face, the red color faded.

The moon was shining, and the shadow was revealed again after the veil woven from the rain curtain.

In front of you, behind the crumbling mansion, the brightly lit city is no longer a golden silhouette, and the scenery is clear from near and far.

Half of the mask was as white as jade, lying quietly in the mud that covered the ground.

Feng He used his divine sense to probe again, and after confirming that there was no danger, he finally leaned over to pick it up.

She held the remains of the mask in her hand and looked at it for a moment, but she couldn't tell what it was made of, just a faint smell of decay wafting from above.

It really doesn't smell good.

This is...... Death?

The shadow behind the mask is not a living thing?

Thinking of this, she hurried to the basement of the old mansion again.

Fortunately, with the protection of the earth's spiritual power, the bone jar is safe and sound.

Feng He thought for a moment, thinking that the Moon Descendants either had limited manpower, or they didn't know that this thing was here, otherwise the target tonight shouldn't be only Yu Cong.

It wasn't until she investigated more closely that she found that the god who left the bone jar was indeed very powerful.

On the inconspicuous body of the jar, there is a steady stream of spiritual energy pouring out, constantly filling the spiritual energy lost in this "realm".

Perhaps because of this, Qi An dared to put it here......

On Yingzhou Island, the cage that imprisons the dragon god may be related to the imprint on Ji Chen's body, but it is also due to the complementarity of this divine power.

Feng He suddenly thought that according to what Qi An said, in the past one hundred and fourteen years, every year when the Mid-Autumn Festival moon was at its peak, he needed to use Yucong to stabilize the boundary.

And the black shadow that snatched the jade cong used the moon spirit......

Feng He couldn't help but speculate wildly, could it be that the ethnicity of the goddess Changxi had an enmity with the new co-master of heaven and earth?

It stands to reason that this should not be the case.

Thousands of years ago, the Moon Mother Changxi and Ri Yuxi were both the wives of the Emperor of Heaven, and in her memory, the two goddesses were each the female monarch of the same country, and they did not come first and then come.

Although there are rumors and legends that Emperor Jun Shenjun has a better relationship with Xihe Goddess, and even Weihai Qiong Palace, which has not returned to the Moon Kingdom for hundreds of years, Feng He knows very well that this legend must be false.

Although Mrs. Xihe is in charge of the calendar in addition to giving birth to the sun.

But Mrs. Changxi not only holds the authority of the moon god, but also holds the power of time, and because she was born in December, the year on earth was divided into December.

In contrast, it was once rumored in the heavenly realm that Emperor Jun naturally favored the goddess Changxi even more, and did not hesitate to disrupt the operation of the calendar for her.

Because of this, on earth, every eighteen months, the shadow of the moon will block the light of the sun.

If there is any dispute between these two ancient goddesses, no matter how you look at it, it is this moon goddess who wins.

However, these old things, even for Feng He, are already ancient things, and most of them have been heard, not seen in person.

This is no longer the case for examination.

Wait a minute......

Feng He felt that his memory was a little confused-

Why did she remember that when the goddess Xihe gave birth to the ten golden crows in ancient times, she and her master went to visit her?

So how many years ago was that?

Five thousand years? Eight lives?

Ji Chen's words echoed in her ears like thunder.

Since he is no longer hindered by Forgetfulness, he should naturally go to him to ask for an understanding.

The jade cong on her chest suddenly glowed white again, floating into the air, pulling her forward.

The aura around the clay pot suddenly became frenzied, and the body of the jar began to shake incessantly, and a dazzling light burst out from it, as if something had appeared.

Feng He didn't have time to react before he was pulled to the clay pot by that force.

Immediately, it fell silent again, and the light quietly went out.

And Yu Cong was still floating forward, silk threads tugging at her neck.

"Do you want me to look inside?"

Feng He whispered to ask the non-existent machine spirit.

Immediately, the green jade cong hung on the clay pot, as if in response to her words.

Feng He suppressed the timidity in his heart, looked into the jar slightly, and sure enough, something appeared at the bottom of the clay pot.

Wrong.

She looked closely, and there was a shadow underneath it.

It seemed to be very close, and yet it seemed to be far away, staring at her through countless time and space.

Like ...... Who is locked up inside?

"Is that you?"

The shadow asked, with an indescribable sense of strangeness in his voice.

It's familiar, but I can't remember anything.

Feng He's lips twitched, and he found that he couldn't open his mouth.

A wind came from nowhere, and the scene in front of her changed suddenly.

The indigo sky was densely covered with countless nebulae, and there was a vague light that hazzed the entire night sky.

On the high platform, the fairy music fluttered, accompanied by countless people whispering incantations, and the blazing stars streaked through the sky, not falling to the earth, but galloping away into the distance.

This is...... A technique against the sky?

Feng He wanted to go to the high platform to take a look, but found that he was imprisoned in the air by some kind of force, and although his body could not move at will, he could turn his head and look around.

"Look at the heavens."

At this time, a gentle female voice sounded in her ears.

Feng He looked up as he said.

"Look, that's your destiny."

Nothing can be seen except the floating light.

Feng He just wanted to ask, but he heard an immature child's voice behind him.

"Destiny...... What is it?"

It turned out that the voice was not talking to her.

"The star track of Tianji City predicts that in five thousand years, there will be a calamity in this world, and Wu'er will end the calamity and become the new master of this heaven and earth."

The gentle mother was quite proud and patiently explained.

"I...... Is it that strong?" The childish child seemed to be a little confused.

Feng He's heart sank, why are these words so familiar?

"My son will be the greatest god in this world from now on, and my father has already arranged everything."

Tong Yin did not answer.

The figure of the drooping child appeared in front of her, the figure seemed to be obscured by the fog, extremely hazy, but it was vaguely discerning, and he was wearing a turquoise jade ornament on his chest.

Cylindrical with a small hole in the middle......

Feng He tried to see clearly, but heard a loud shout-

"Who dares to watch?"

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