The normal kid with a sword on his back chased after him and sneered: "He is hundreds of years younger than you, but he lied to you to call him brother, and you still play with him......"

Xiaoye was very angry, no, or Yang'er was angry, and turned around and glared angrily at the child with the sword on his back: "Brother Xuanyuan, you are not allowed to speak ill of Chiyou......"

Before Xiaoye could figure out what was going on, the picture jumped again, and the two children in front of her turned into teenagers in the blink of an eye, but Xiaoye was still a child, she looked up at the eight-armed boy and the young man with the sword on her back, and asked pitifully, "Are you leaving?"

The stinky Chiyou finally stretched out his eight arms, picked her up, and then put her down again, turned and left.

Xuanyuan patted her head and said with a smile: "The war of gods and demons, the world is in chaos, the people are not happy, Huangxi and Diwa raised us, it is time for us to contribute, Yang'er must also grow up quickly, when the time comes, Brother Xuanyuan will sweep away the troubled times, and I will give you this world." ”

Xiaoye was teary-eyed: "But, I don't want the world, Xuanyuan, can you not go?"

Xuanyuan shook his head: "No!"

Xiaoye snorted: "Then you go, I want Brother Chiyou to stay." ”

Xiaoye shouted, and Chiyou, who was far away, finally stopped, looked back at Xiaoye, the young man's complexion was healthy, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and hard, and he opened his mouth, leaving only one sentence: "I will come back!"

Xiaoye's heart chuckled, and a voice in his heart shouted, he can't come back, Chiyou can't come back.

Tears ran down her cheeks, and before she could taste anything, the image vanished.

At this moment, Xiaoye was sitting peacefully in Nuwa's arms, eating fragrant egg custard, Fu Xi was sitting opposite her, and the two were talking intermittently.

Xiaoye's heart was still thinking about Chiyou, she looked at the gossip crawling on the table, and wanted to ask if there was a way to prevent Xuanyuan from slashing Chiyou. But she couldn't control her body, and at that moment she suddenly understood that this was a memory that belonged to Yang'er, she was just an outsider, looking at the memory that had always been a child. Even if she spoke to Jiufeng for the first time, it was just what Yang'er said at that time.

Xiaoye lowered her eyes and only listened to Fu Xi say: "Dijiang is dead, and Father Kua is dead...... The age of gods and demons is coming to an end......"

Nuwa nodded: "The two lich clans, although they are weak now, will eventually rise. I want to hand over the Wu Clan to Chiyou in the future, and the Demon Clan to Xuanyuan. ”

Fu Xi stretched out his hand and touched the gossip, and said with a smile: "Let's talk about it later." The future may not be known. ”

"Brother Xi, have you counted anything?" asked Nuwa.

Fu Xi shook his head: "I don't know how long it will take for the battle of gods and demons to end, Pangu split the chaos, leaving only one road to becoming immortals, and they can't board that road, gods and demons are just people who live longer than mortals, and they will eventually be born, old, sick and die, they are gradually being assimilated by the world, and they are constantly weakening, so they can only fight desperately." ”

Nuwa sighed: "In this world, there is no real god anymore. Then he said, "Brother Xi, you want to go too, right?"

Fu Xi: "I want to fight for you and Yang'er, I have the most involvement with people, faster than all the gods and demons weakened, Yang'er's growth is too slow, I guess, I can't wait for him to grow up." Yang'er is not big, and I don't feel at ease if I leave you alone, so I hope you can climb this road. ”

Nuwa clenched Fu Xi's hand hard and shook her head: "Brother Xi, I will not be separated from you, no matter life or death." However, it would be good if Yang'er could embark on this path, and I hope that he will be as great as God the Father in the future. ”

Fuxi left and never came back, Nuwa often took Yang'er to stand at the foot of the mountain waiting for him, and then said to herself:

"Chongming is dead......

"Huang Tian is dead......"

"The Thick Earth Died ......"

Every word she says is always followed by a sentence that dies.

Xiaoye and Nuwa just don't know for hundreds of years.

Dawn finally recognized the mountain in some familiar place, Fuyao, and they lived on the back side of the mountain.

The battle of gods and demons still broke into a catastrophe, Gonggong knocked down Buzhou Mountain, the water was full of mountains and rivers, and the lives were devastated, Nuwa's heart softened, and she shed tears, and that day Nuwa led Yang'er to stand at the foot of Fuyao Mountain, and the rain drenched her face: "Pangu Father, do you know that you have opened up the world, not only planting hope, but also bringing killing, war and confusion ......"

Nuwa sacrificed herself, refining stones to make up for the sky, and wept blood to death.

The gossip sacrificed four pillars and raised the four poles, leaving only a turtle shell.

Mt. Fuyao has been cut in half, and the sloping back has become a steep cliff.

Fuxi came back, and the moment Nuwa fell from the sky after making up for it, she just fell into his arms, and then, Nuwa showed a relieved smile.

Fu Xi went crazy, he built a Nuwa temple on Fuyao Mountain, and left Nuwa's body there, he went down the mountain every day, and came back with a body of blood every day, he used the blood of gods and demons to renew his life, and at the same time used the snatched god magic weapon to arrange a large array to resurrect Nuwa.

Until that day, on the top of Fuyao Mountain, Fu Xi was furious and crazy, holding Nuwa's corpse in his arms, and striking the piano for nine days: "I am unwilling, I want to go against the sky!"

The sky was full of wood chips, and Fu Xiqin shattered into dust.

Xiaoye is still a small person, no matter whether she looks at Fuxi or Nuwa, she has to tilt her head hard, and the intermittent picture is like someone suddenly cutting off some parts and pasting them together, forming a microcosm of a child's experience.

The picture turned again, Xiaoye returned to the foot of Fuyao Mountain, she saw that there were three strange and familiar backs on the endless road, a small figure, his left hand holding a tall man, and his right hand was a slender and gentle woman.

They walked up the hill step by step.

Xiaoye felt that something was flowing down her eyes, and when she wiped it with her hands, everything in front of her disappeared, only her, still lying on the ground, and in the distance, a familiar cry came: "Lord Demon King, Lord Demon King......"

Before Xiaoye's brain could react, the fox king had already led the skeleton and the three demons over, and stepped on her buttocks: "Okay, we are looking for you so hard, you are lying on your stomach here, and you shouldn't make a sound when you hear it." ”

The sound is broken is gnashing teeth.

"I just heard it!" Xiao Ye felt very aggrieved.

The fox king was imposing: "Then what were you doing just now?"

Xiaoye scratched her head: "I was careless, I fell asleep, and then I had a dream." ”

The fox king's anger was even greater, and the hair on his head was almost burning: "Eat and sleep, sleep and eat, do you treat you as a pig?"

Hearing the word eating, Xiaoye's stomach gurgled.

The four demons and one skeleton were all stunned.

Xiaoye quickly got up from the ground and hugged the fox king's legs: "Xiao Hei, give me something to eat, I'm starving." ”

"You go to die!" The fox king finally couldn't bear it anymore and beat the demon king in a big way.