Feng Muchen didn't plan to say it, not because he wanted to hide it intentionally, but who would believe it when he said it?

Negotiate amicably with someone who is bent on putting himself to death...... I'm going to do something, and you wait until I'm done before you do it to me.

I also volunteered to send it to my door......

Anyway, Ah Jiu doesn't believe it.

Ah Jiu looked him up and down for a long time, and then he almost took his temperature.

Ah Jiu: "You tell the cause and effect well, talk carefully! Tell the truth!"

Feng Muchen: "I'll tell you word for word, do you believe it or not?"

Ah Jiu: "I don't believe it!

Feng Muchen: "...... Alright!"

Feng Muchen really told the story as it was, and when Bingluo and Ah Jiu heard him finish speaking, they felt unbelievable, and even more funny, and with Bingluo being such a quiet person, Ah Jiu laughed breathlessly. However, it is reasonable to laugh and laugh, and when you think about it, it is also reasonable (qíng).

Holdel, the god of darkness, actually hated Feng Muchen, but was instigated by Moira to transfer his resentment against Feng Ya to his descendants (shēn). Besides, Fengya gave Kronos advice...... He knew that Holdel was going to burn the church of St. Soli and that it wasn't necessarily true.

Taking a step back, even if it was really a graceful offer, the culprit should be Kronos. Moreover, Holdel has been hiding in Tibet for millions of years, like a lost dog, just because he was used as a gun by Kronos, and he offended the goddess of Ignorance in a daze.

He endured for eternity, and he was in fear (rì), after all, thanks to the two gods of time.

Can...... What can I do?

No matter how hateful, ruthless, and aggrieved a little grass carp is, it is not stupid to compete with a big shark. There is no way, the skills are not as good as others, so you can only endure it.

But such a big ancient god and dark lord, this million years of humiliation is ...... That's it?

No! Of course not! No matter how you die, you can't suffocate to death!

So what to do?

Find a soft persimmon to pinch!

Feng Muchen is this soft persimmon, but it doesn't seem to be too soft, and it has something to do with the hard stubble that the two can't afford to provoke.

However, the god of darkness who had fallen into a state of half-madness didn't think about it anymore, he often thought about it himself, could it be that if Feng Muchen was slaughtered, his monstrous revenge would be avenged?

He repeatedly let Feng Muchen go, seemingly cautious and not taking a little risk, but in fact, he has always had this thought in his heart.

It's like ...... Being beaten up by a big family and looking for teeth all over the ground and half dead, lying on salary and tasting gall for a million years, and then stealing a chicken from someone else and stewing it to eat, can it be regarded as a great revenge? Why can't you touch a dog again!

Holder really wanted to slaughter Feng Muchen, but after failing to do it a few times, he seemed to be angry, but in fact, he actually ...... (tǐng) enjoy this feeling, and the excitement (qíng), which has disappeared for millions of years, seems to come back a little, and then it is a little reluctant to start, and it turns out to be a pleasure to come every day.

He told himself to be careful to sail the 10,000-year-old boat, but in fact, deep down in his heart, he hoped that Feng Muchen would be more powerful and play more flowers, but don't let yourself take it easily.

Last night, he drove to the Earl's Court as usual to see what new tricks Feng Muchen had.

Sure enough, Feng Muchen didn't disappoint him, he felt different as soon as he arrived.

A few days ago, Feng Muchen was like a thief in his own home, appearing and disappearing. And Holdel could clearly feel that there were organs everywhere, there were ambushes everywhere, and the small Earl's Court exuded an unfathomable atmosphere, but it was this feeling of danger that made him extremely excited.

This...... I didn't feel anything, and I didn't need to feel anything.

Because, the wind is bright and bright in the courtyard. A stone table, two stone benches, one sitting and one empty, there is a pot of wine on the stone table, two wine glasses, one empty at the end.

Along the way, Holdel wondered what he could see today, but he couldn't think of it...... Feng Muchen actually drank alone under the moon, and he was waiting for him.

As an ancient god of the past life, the god of darkness has never seen anything, but there are really not many people like Feng Muchen who are so scheming. But it's strange to say that it was the first time he had a dignified face to face with Feng Muchen...... I actually feel that this kid (tǐng) is reliable, at least much more reassuring than dealing with Moira and others.

Feng Muchen respectfully invited you to take a seat, and Holdel swept away his caution and restored a little bit of the great god majesty of the past.

The breeze is blowing, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce.

The mortal Feng Muchen actually sat down with the god of darkness to drink!

After sitting down, Feng Muchen didn't say a word of nonsense, and went straight to the point and made suggestions.

"Every time the great god (rì) comes, I have tasteless food and can't sleep at night, and I take advantage of the right time and place, which also makes it difficult for you to be happy and revenge. If you fulfill it, I will leave the royal city alone in the morning of the third day, and see you in the valley a hundred miles west of the city. ”

"Alone?" Holdall was a little incredulous, watching his expression closely.

"Yes". Feng Muchen replied concisely and briskly.

Holdel stared at him for a long time, and then said with pity: "You know that you are going to die, and you want to fulfill your wish before you die, right?

Feng Muchen smiled faintly: "The word "going to death" is a bit funny, isn't it? Indeed, I can't beat you, so I can escape...... I'm confident that I'll have no problem escaping for decades, and I'll tell you the truth, I've already made a route to escape, and if the agreement can be made, I'll take that valley as a starting point. ”

Escape!

Holdel's heart ached faintly, and he had endured a lot of hardships in his million-year career as a fugitive.

In order to avoid the god of time, he did not hesitate to change his appearance and did not dare to set foot in the dark world, and the god of darkness actually migrated to the extreme day every year like a migratory bird, and could only be under the Wanzhang glacier (shēn)!

This is nothing, what is unbearable is that the great god has died of glory and has become a laughing stock in the god world, even the hairy god who didn't dare to look up at him before dared to be honest and unscrupulous sarcastic and ridiculed, but he didn't dare to show a trace of his deeds, so he could only listen through gritted teeth.

That kind of ridicule and ridicule that runs through time and space, and endless humiliation......

More than once, he swapped roles in his dreams, and the Cronos chased all over the world and enjoyed the fun of hunting.

Of course, it can only be in a dream.

Now, Feng Muchen seems to be a roundworm in his stomach, and the suggestions he put forward, even he himself can't think of a better way to take revenge, although the weight is not enough, but fortunately, this person is a descendant of the wind god, and his origin is not small, and he has something to do with the two gods of time.

......

Feng Muchen said all this, poured him full of wine, and silently accompanied the prime minister.

Holdel didn't say a word, just drank a few dozen glasses, and then suddenly stood up without warning and laughed wildly.

"Haha...... I hope you keep your word, don't let me down, and it's best to escape for a million years!hahaha......"

In the midst of wild laughter, the black mist surged violently, the stars and the moon lost color, and the black mist disappeared after it dissipated.