The matter between the clouds is temporarily stopped, and Chen Yi is about to return to the Xuanqi realm and discuss with Liuzhu.

Suddenly.

The earth dragon turned over, and the entire land of Longhan trembled violently, and the bright golden light rose from the north to the sky, with a phoenix coming to the ceremony, singing sonorously, and ten thousand birds bowing their heads.

Moment.

The emperor is mighty, as if there is a supreme emperor, overlooking the world.

At the same time, in the core of Sijiu City, there was also a golden dragon phantom in the air, coiling around the golden pillar of light, staring at the golden phoenix, staring at it, but not daring to act rashly.

Chen Yi looked sideways.

The light of his eyes flowed, piercing through the white clouds: "Shen Yu's luck golden phoenix, it really took the entire Shen Yu Dynasty to reincarnate... Could it be that Yi Qinglan's conjecture is the correct solution? ”

"No, it's just a coincidence."

Thinking of this, he quickly denied it: "It may also be the will of the Heavenly Dao, intentionally done to confuse the eyes and ears of the world, so as to hide people's eyes and ears and secretly reincarnate." ”

He still insisted on his own judgment, after all, he was the only one in this world who had a complete prototype of the world, and no one could match him in terms of understanding the origin of the world.

"That's it, I don't want to."

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and you can't hide from what you should go, so instead of working this, it's better to plan how to deal with Dongyunyue."

The reincarnation of Shenyu Chao means the reincarnation of Dongyunyue, and her reincarnation means that big trouble is coming: it is not his Chen Yi's trouble, it is Beihuang's.

Don't look at Dong Yunyue respects him like a god, and is willing to be played with by him.

There is only one old clothes in the world.

Dong Yunyue's arbitrariness, self-esteem, innateness, and extreme self-centeredness to outsiders, which has not changed from beginning to end.

She didn't want to change anything.

So.

She and Chan Hongyi and others will have a dispute, and there will be a battle: she can tolerate the existence of Chen Yi's four personal maids, and she can also take the initiative to recommend pillows on behalf of Zuo Zining.

That's because these people have witnessed her invincibility, intuitively felt her strength, they will obey her unconditionally, look up to her, and humbly prostrate at her feet.

But Chan Hongyi is different: they are all the most outstanding Tianjiao of a certain era, who is worse than whom? Why do we want us to bow down to you? Do you deserve it?

You can only see the real chapter under your hands.

Either you will subdue me, or I will beat you to death, there is no other choice.

And in this case, Chen Yi can't pull the frame, it's better to be sparse than blocked, and he can't interfere, the palms and backs of his hands are all meat, no matter which party he helps, it hurts the heart of the other party.

The most Li Zhi's way to deal with it is to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and then wait for the opportunity to move.

"For today's plan, it should be hidden temporarily, Chen Yi's vest, so as not to be recognized by Dongyun Yuexiang, and wait for the red-clothed women to behead them..."

"By the way, do you want to tell Chen Yi's vest to the red-clothed women?"

After much deliberation, he shook his head:

"Forget it, this girl Beihuang can't hide things in her heart at all, and she can't wait to spread my deeds all over the world... Tsk, it seems that this time has to be low-key. ”

Fortunately.

There are some differences in the appearance of the two worlds, and it is difficult to find clues without subdivision...

…

Night.

A fragment of a silk book floated over the city of Qiantang and was picked up by an honest farmer, who did not hesitate to hand it over to the local cultural administration.

The person in charge rewarded him with 100,000 yuan and a pennant, and later reported it to the black-clothed guard.

When Ning Yuan heard the news, he immediately dispatched his cronies to hurry up, take over the fragments of the silk book, escort them back to the black-clothed guards, and summoned the city's historical experts to decipher the documents overnight.

Following.

When it was done, the fragment of the silk book belonged to a corner of a certain volume of historical books, and it only recorded a short sentence and eight words, but it stunned all the scholars and the black-clothed guards:

"Once upon a time, he was martyred!"