Looking at the man kneeling in front of him and claiming to be the terrifying king Anglo Moya, Gu Jiancheng first asked:

"What's your relationship with Noah?"

"It's a symbiotic relationship at the moment. He intruded into the sleeping place of this part of my soul origin, and as a last resort, I signed a symbiotic contract with him to escape the erosion of the [Origin River]. ”

"The fourteen most powerful demon gods in hell also need to avoid the erosion of the [Origin River]?" Gu Jiancheng raised his head, and his voice was a little cold.

The middle-aged man's head lowered more and more: "If you are as great as you, you still can't withstand the washing of the [Origin River], and our courtiers are naturally no exception. ”

"What did you come to me for?" Gu Jiancheng stared down at him, "I'm not the him you remember, so don't expect too much from me, I may not be able to respond to your appeal." ”

He was wary of the demon god in front of him, and this was a matter of course.

In the face of any demon god who awakens from the body of another person, even if it is out of inherent prejudices, he should be on guard and beware.

And unexpectedly, Anglo Moya in front of him was silent for a long time, so silent that Gu Jiancheng was a little impatient.

“…… Your Majesty, you do not need to respond to any of our appeals, on the contrary, please let us do something for you. Anglo Moya looked up and said with a sad look, "I'm sorry, we can't fight for you anymore. ”

"What to do for me?"

Gu Jiancheng repeated, his eyes a little confused.

This was not the answer he had in mind.

And Anglo's words suddenly reminded him of the Agris Karan he had seen not long ago.

and the metaphor of the tree and the root.

Egris's likens their relationship to that of a tree, the root of the tree, rooted in darkness to satisfy the canopy's infinite thirst for sunshine in the heights.

And Anglo was begging for something he could do for himself.

They recognized him in the same way, claiming to be his courtiers, but instead of asking him for anything, they comforted him, did not want him to be burdened, and longed for what they could do for him......

This unheard of relationship between monarchs and ministers made Gu Jiancheng a little dazed, and he became more and more curious about their past.

What he knows best is Dayao, but he clearly knows this relationship, and he can't find an example in the thousand-year-old imperial history.

What kind of charismatic monarch must have in order to make the courtiers still be the same after thousands of years?

This relationship seems to only appear in the novel, the old king has forgotten everything, and the loyal knights have gathered around him across thousands of mountains and rivers, but when the day comes, the knights are already old.

He looked down at "Noah" at this moment, and after a long time, he slowly said:

"I don't have anything you need to do for the time being, if you must do something, go get my toll back."

"As you wish, Your Majesty."

After bowing his head reverently and respectfully again, Anglo slowly got up, took a step back, and disappeared in front of Gu Jiancheng.

Only Gu Jiancheng and the birdcage at his feet were left here.

Gu Jiancheng looked at the void that belonged to the spiritual realm in the distance, and was silent, waiting quietly.

Suddenly, he lowered his head and looked at the crow, who still did not dare to look at him, leaned down and opened the cage, and threw the key in front of it.

"You can go." He said calmly.

The crow lowered his head and looked at the key in front of him in a daze.

It quietly raised its head, only to find that Gu Jiancheng no longer looked at him, but at the void in the distance.

It tentatively spread its wings and walked into the cage, but the man next to it did not react, as if he was really ready to let it go, rather than trying to indulge in the trick.

It folded its wings and stood silently at Gu Jiancheng's feet, looking up at the man's familiar and unfamiliar side face, and there was an irrepressible sadness in his eyes.

It finally realizes that the man next to it is him, and it is not him.

He forgot the past, and he also lost the self that was as hard as iron and never hesitated.

The sound of flapping wings sounded, but it was not leaving, and Gu Jiancheng clearly felt a strange but inexplicably familiar sense of weight coming from his shoulder.

The pitch-black crow landed on his shoulder, gathered its wings, and turned its head to comb its wings, without any affectionate gesture, but the weight of the shoulder seemed to speak for itself.

As if sensing his gaze, the crow on his shoulder looked back at him, his gaze no longer erratic, but still clear and stupid.

"Abaaba?"

"If you don't leave now, I may not let you go if you want to leave in the future."

"Abaaba!"

The crow crowed, and then brushed his feathers again, ignoring his warning.

Looking at the crow on his shoulder, Gu Jiancheng had to admit that he was becoming more and more interested in his past. This bond from the past doesn't seem to be a bad thing......

……

……

The ship of the Aurora Church.

"The other party hasn't replied yet?"

The young man frowned, and in the face of the correspondent's shake, he couldn't help but be annoyed, "I'm ready to pay the money, what do they want to do?" ”

The correspondent said cautiously: "Your Highness, could it be that you haven't paid enough?" ”

"What do you mean?" The young man's gloomy gaze fell on him, "Isn't it a hundred thousand?" ”

"Uh, Your Highness, 100,000 is the standard of other families, and our Aurora Church is 1 million ......"

"A million?" The young man raised his voice, his voice shocked and angry, "Why?!" Why should others pay 100,000 yuan, and our Aurora Church should pay 1 million?! This is differential treatment, I want to protest! Even if it makes trouble for the Council of the Great, I will never stop! ”

While the correspondent was slandering how this kind of thing could get into trouble with the [Council of the Great], he did not forget to put forward a conjecture:

"Your Highness, is it possible that the other party will punish us? After all, it was we who first came up with the idea of tolls, and the one who probably felt that we had offended His majesty and ......"

The young man's eyes widened, but he had nothing to say for a while.

Every god is a proud being, and as a strong individual powerhouse, they are beyond all spirits in every level, and it is naturally impossible for them to tolerate being offended by one spirit.

Even if they are dependents of another deity.

He could even imagine how much trouble it would cause if this matter was transmitted back, and he dared to collect tolls from the six lords of the spirit realm in the spirit realm...... He will not only be ridiculed and reduced to a laughing stock after dinner, but will also be blamed by those fools.

With the sound of increasingly rapid breathing in the cockpit, the young man slapped the table angrily: "Turn around!" We change the course! It's really not good, so don't go to this Dayao at all! ”

Seeing that His Royal Highness had entered a state of anger, the correspondent hurriedly coaxed: "Your Highness is angry, don't be rash, this time Dayao's actions are very important, and there is no delay." ”