The wind is gusting, and the ghost is crying wolf.

The puppet figures danced around and laughed, as if they were performing some mysterious ritual.

The city god who was waiting outside couldn't help but get anxious, after such a long time, there would be nothing wrong with the immortals!

"What's the matter, isn't it still done by the immortals?"

Looking at the closed temple gate, the city god was so anxious that he knew that he would not listen to the words of the immortals.

As soon as his words fell, layers of black clouds gathered above the City God Temple, and thunder and lightning were surging endlessly, and countless resentful spirits were surging from all directions.

"Help, help......"

Unexpectedly, he was an immortal who was bullied by a low-level resentful spirit and couldn't move, and Chenghuang felt very embarrassed and useless.

"Oops, eat you, I'll be able to transform, hehehehe......"

The resentful spirit greedily sucked the immortal qi of the city god, and every time he inhaled it, the city god felt that his origin withered a point.

Just when Chenghuang felt that his life was in danger, a cyan sword aura pierced the void and dispersed the resentful spirits.

From the perspective of Chenghuang, the person who came was dressed in green clothes, walking from the starry sky, and the cold moonlight flowed on him, like a spring water flowing in the bottom of his heart, into his heart and spleen.

"Thank you!"

The city god who escaped death bowed deeply to thank the Tsing Yi Shenjun who suddenly appeared, obediently, he almost went to see His Majesty the Hades!

"I ask you, how long has she been in?"

"Are you asking the immortals, it's been five or six hours."

Chenghuang arched his hand, and his intuition told him that this Tsing Yi Divine Monarch was not simple.

"It's not good, you go in with me!"

In the brightly lit palace, Di Xin, who was still warm and affectionate just now, went crazy again, he suddenly flipped Su Xiaoxiao to the ground, and trapped her with a bundle of immortal locks.

"Why do you want to leave the widow? Why? ”

Su Xiaoxiao, who was firmly bound, sensed that Di Xin was wrong, and according to the list of gods she knew, in the end, King Shang was named Tianxi Star, so who was Di Xin in front of him!

"Are you Dixin?"

"A widow is a widow, but you all have to betray the widow, deserve to die, you all deserve to die!"

The black evil qi overflowed from Di Xin's body, and there was a silver long whip in his hand, which was drawn on Su Xiaoxiao's body mercilessly.

"Hiss......"

Pain, it's really pain, not pain in the flesh and skin, but pain in the primordial spirit, like ten thousand arrows piercing the heart.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao was still in the mood to think about whether his green jade glazed statue could be broken!

"Di Xin, you can see clearly, I am not Su Daji!"

Su Xiaoxiao, who didn't want to be a trapped beast all the time, mobilized his mana to break through the shackles of the immortal lock, but the more he struggled, the tighter the bundle became.

"You have to leave the widow, the widow has never been sorry for you, my Daji......"

The whip fell more and more intensively, and Su Xiaoxiao's body was soon soaked in blood, and the strong smell of blood attracted the monsters and resentful spirits in the City God Temple, who were staring at Su Xiaoxiao with fierce eyes.

"Go, Widow Christians, and enjoy your delicacies!"

As if he was a little tired, he put away his whip and sat back on his throne leisurely, waiting for the show to begin.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

"Assert ......"

"Hahaha......"

Behind Su Xiaoxiao, there was a group of ragged monsters with red eyes, and many resentful spirits that exuded endless resentment.

Su Xiaoxiao is still struggling, she doesn't want to explain here!

A biting cold suddenly hit, and the human-headed snake-body banshee stretched out a bright red letter to Su Xiaoxiao, and then the monsters and resentful spirits screamed and pounced on her.

"With my true qi, the creation of heaven and earth, break!"

I have to say that "Once Upon a Time in the Heavenly Realm" is not in vain, at the critical moment, Su Xiaoxiao remembered the spell recorded in it to break the lock of the immortals, anyway, a dead horse is a live horse doctor, and getting out of danger is the most important thing.

A burst of golden light flickered, and the immortal locks bound to Su Xiaoxiao's body fell in response, and the monster resentful spirits around her were smashed by her palm, and there was no possibility of transcendence.

"If you want to eat me, you don't want to see if you have such a creation!"

Enduring the pain all over her body, Su Xiaoxiao staggered to her feet, she was here to solve Di Xin, and she must not fall here.

"Di Xin, take a good look at me, is it the Su Daji you are looking for!"

Facing the Nine Heavens Xuanhuo set up by Di Xin in the palace, Su Xiaoxiao walked step by step towards the tyrannical King Shang.

Maybe it was Su Xiaoxiao's tragedy that shattered Di Xin's illusions, or maybe it was something else, and the black evil spirit disappeared again.

"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person again."

Di Xin, who came to his senses again, knelt on the ground dejectedly, such a neurotic change made Su Xiaoxiao feel a headache, but he still squatted down patiently and said, "Di Xin, how long have you been looking for her?" ”

"The widow doesn't know, thousands of years, ten thousand years, I don't remember ......"

"So, do you remember why you were looking for her?"

"King Wu, the widow didn't expect this day to come so quickly, so fast that the widow even began to covet and covet everything about her. But at that moment, she was not by the widow's side. ”

Hearing this, Su Xiaoxiao had already made a guess in her heart.

"Su Xiaoxiao!"

Without waiting for Di Xin to speak again, the Tsing Yi Shenjun took the city god to break through the formation in the city god temple and came to the palace set up by Di Xin.

What caught his eye was Su Xiaoxiao, covered in blood and squatting beside Di Xin with a pale face, and the Tsing Yi Shenjun shot at Di Xin without thinking about it.

"Don't get excited, we have something to say."

Before he could find the problem, Su Xiaoxiao couldn't let others kill Di Xin, and in a hurry, Su Xiaoxiao stood up and blocked Di Xin's body.

"Su Xiaoxiao, you!"

Seeing that Su Xiaoxiao was in front of Di Xin, the Tsing Yi Divine Monarch hurriedly withdrew his mana, but still smashed a big hole in the floor of the palace.

Because the squatting time was a little long, and he got up suddenly, Su Xiaoxiao felt dizzy.

It's over, it's over, it's embarrassing!

This is the truest thought in Su Xiaoxiao's heart before she fell.

However, without the embarrassed look that Su Xiaoxiao had imagined, the Shenjun in Tsing Yi caught her steadily.

"Thank you."

Su Xiaoxiao, who secretly stuffed herself with a piece of toffee, recovered from her dizziness, and with the strength of the Tsing Yi Shenjun, Su Xiaoxiao stood up.

Chenghuang, who was left to the side, looked at the atmosphere of the scene, and lowered his head silently, what's going on? Isn't the Immortal in the same league as us!

"Fairy, thank you, I'm sorry." Di Xin, who was immersed in his own world, came back to his senses, and he looked at Su Xiaoxiao who was blocking him, and a sense of guilt arose.

"I'm not here for you."

Dixin: ......

In terms of piercing the heart, Su Xiaoxiao is professional, and now she feels guilty, why don't you feel it when she beats her.

So, men are duplicitous, scumbags.

"Su Xiaoxiao, make it like this, you really have the ability!"

Seeing Su Xiaoxiao's embarrassed appearance now, the Tsing Yi Shenjun was angry, lured the snake out of the hole, pretended to be an Oiran, but put himself in.

"Of course I have the skills! If you kill him now, then Chaoge City will really be hopeless! ”

Chenghuang didn't expect Su Xiaoxiao's reaction to be so big, what kind of ecstasy soup did this evil creature emperor Xindi pour into her, how could she still protect him, sure enough, the people in the heavenly realm are not reliable.

Thinking of this, Chenghuang raised his eyes to see the Tsing Yi Shenjun who was yelled at, but found that the people's faces were as usual, and there was no displeasure at all.

"I naturally know, I, I'm just ......"

Worried about you, Tsing Yi's unfinished half of the sentence was drowned in the flowing gloom, and the party Su Xiaoxiao didn't hear it at all.

"Di Xin, the story is not over yet, there are guests again, go on."

Su Xiaoxiao ignored the Tsing Yi Shenjun and Chenghuang, and did not see that the eyes of the Tsing Yi Shenjun were following her from beginning to end.

"Come on, serve tea!"

So, in this eerie atmosphere, the three of them sat in a row and listened to Nadisin tell the story of the past.

"Chaoge finally went to ruin, and it was destroyed in the hands of the widow.

In the flames of war, the widow saw the mature and steady face of King Wu Ji Fa, the king and the defeated, it turned out to be just a wall.

Compared with his high spirits, the defeat of the widow seems so desolate, but if the song is not broken for a day, the world is still the world of the widow, and the widow is still the king of the world, even if the widow can't keep the foundation left by the ancestors, he can't lose the last pride of the royal family, as later generations said, the widow is the last king of the human race.

But it wasn't until the moment when the country was broken, and there was no one behind him, that the widow realized that the pride of the original widow was as vulnerable as the tulle.

The widow pushed open the heavy door as usual, but there was no trace of it as far as the eye could see. The widow went crazy all over the world looking for Daji, but after all, he couldn't touch even a trace of her temperature.

The widow sat in the splendid hall, and her shadow was in every corner, but now it could only be a shadow.

"King, it's more late at night, let's go back to the dormitory."

"No, if the widow stays here and looks at it for a while, this great river and mountain may no longer belong to the widow tomorrow, and the widow will imprint it in his heart and never forget it."

"King, have you ever regretted that you didn't exchange your concubines for these thousands of miles?"

At that moment, the widow turned his face to look at Daji, under the moonlight, she was so quiet, so beautiful.

In the watery gaze, the widow saw a trace of expectation, mixed with a hint of panic.

The widow chuckled and reached out to hold the soft wattle.

Daji has always been beautiful, but the widow has never coveted her breath as much as at that moment, the widow looked at her face deeply, greedily wanted to engrave everything about her in my heart, and integrate her into the bone marrow.

If there is an afterlife, the widow will definitely be able to find her again, be an ordinary couple, be born, old, sick and die, and never abandon her. ”

A volume of sealed gods, determining the life and death of the world, Su Xiaoxiao's perspective on this dusty history is always God's perspective, right and wrong, all recorded in the hands of Emperor Yuan Ling, ruthless or affectionate, all in ashes.

Tsing Yi Shenjun listened to Di Xin reminiscing about the past, and his heart was thoughtful.

"The widow is not afraid of the destruction of the country, and the change of dynasty is the destiny of fate.

The beauty of the country and the mountains cannot be both, and the widow has thought about it countless times whether it is worth it to exchange this thousands of miles of rivers and mountains for a smile.

But the widow can't do it, and the widow is afraid that if he misses this life, there will be no future life. There are a few people in life who can be free and easy, since it is destined to be the unscrupulous descendants of this ancestor, then let me be willful again.

It's just that the country is destroyed, where should the widowed Daji go?

She chuckled, flowers grew on her lips, and she was charmed for thousands of years, and the world was discolored.

"King, you are the husband of the concubine, the husband is greater than the sky, how can you be alone in this life?"

……

"How can you be alone in this life?"

In the cold and gorgeous palace of the Shang king, Di Xin was desolate and silent.

"Hehe, she is still gone after all, and the oath of never leaving alone has finally become a joke, Daji, you are so ruthless, you are so ruthless!"

The emperor smiled hard and propped himself up, staggering to leave this hall that had been loved countless times.

It is still as gorgeous and brilliant as it once was, but everything was just a dream, and now that the dream has woken up, how luxurious it is? After all, there is no her.

Wake up from the dream, extinguish the dream, and the fire will eventually bury everything.