In the Yin District of the ancient city of Luoshui, a beautiful and magnificent blue bird fell from the sky, setting off bursts of smoke and dust.

After Tang Hao walked down, Qing He transformed into a little girl again, and ran anxiously towards the ruins.

Just didn't run a few steps before she was stopped by a voice, "Xiaoqing, wait!" ”

"What's wrong, sir?" Qing He stopped and turned his head to look at Tang Hao with some puzzlement.

At this time, Tang Hao stood on the bluestone floor, his eyes were closely looking at the figure lying in the ruins not far away, "She... There is a problem. ”

Questions? What's the problem?

Hearing Tang Hao's inexplicable words, Qing He blinked his eyes a little suspiciously, and then subconsciously looked towards the center of the ruins.

The ink-colored dress on his body had been shattered, and Xuan Ming was lying on a broken beam with a pale face, and his breath was extremely depressed.

The huge diamond-shaped pendant in his ear was nowhere to be found, and wisps of spring light leaked out, revealing the demonic lines on his fair skin.

At this moment, Xuan Ming looked very weird, and his good-looking brows were tightly wrinkled together, as if he had suffered great pain.

The original elegant and ethereal temperament disappeared, and was replaced by a very similar one to the previous Eastern Emperor Taiyi... Evil spirit!

A trace of black mist rose and spread over those lines, like a beautiful and dangerous poisonous snake!

"Sister Xuanming, what's wrong?!"

Feeling the completely different aura on the other party's body from before, Qing He was stunned in place.

She could clearly perceive that Xuan Ming at this moment did not seem to be one of the twelve ancestral witches with a faint smile at that moment in her memory.

"Is this the consequence of choosing to kill?"

Looking at Xuan Ming not far away, Tang Hao raised his eyebrows.

is different from Qing He, in his eyes, Xuan Ming at this moment is more like a legendary witch.

Moreover, the painful expression on Xuan Ming's face in Qing He's eyes, in Tang Hao's eyes, was enjoyment.

It's like I've been suppressed for a long, long time, and suddenly I get a release of enjoyment!

Could it be that this guy has a penchant for killing?

Looking at the expression on the other party's face, Tang Hao thought with some doubts.

"Sir, we... Don't you want to go over? Qing He's voice interrupted Tang Hao's thoughts.

She looked at Xuan Ming who was close at hand, and it was not advancing or retreating for a while.

"No need to go over, she's going to wake up soon."

Tang Hao shook his head and said in a very flat tone.

"Sir, how are you..."Qinghe, who was just about to open his mouth to ask Tang Hao why he knew that the other party was about to wake up, suddenly seemed to notice something, and his eyes looked at the ruins fiercely again.

I saw Xuan Ming, who was lying on the beam last second, had completely stood up at this time.

No, it's not standing up, it's floating.

A pair of jade feet were like dragonflies dotting water, and the originally fragmented black dress was also re-implicated by the slightest black mist.

"Sister Xuanming, are you awake?!"

Looking at the Xuan Ming floating in the air, Qing He's face was happy, and he immediately raised his little hand and waved.

It's just that Xuan Ming didn't look at her at this time.

Like Donghuang Taiyi, Xuan Ming, who had a scarlet halo dancing in the corners of his eyes, stared at Tang Hao directly, and thousands of emotions flashed in his eyes.

"God... His Holiness. ”

The voice is still soft, but it is inexplicably a little more bewitching, and it is intriguing.

"I feel like you're getting stronger, it's a good choice."

Facing Xuan Ming's gaze, Tang Hao smiled lightly at first, but the next moment, the smile on his face disappeared.

Stretching out his hand and pointing at Qing He in front of him, Tang Hao's tone returned to calm, "Xiao Qing is very worried about you, let me keep coming to you." ”

Hearing this, Xuan Ming's eyes flashed, and he finally looked at the small figure, "Xiaoqing ......"

The constantly jumping demonic qi on his body was slightly constricted, and Xuan Ming stepped on the void and began to walk towards Qinghe step by step.

"Sister Xuanming, why did you become like this?"

Looking at Xuan Ming who was walking towards him, Qing He did not show fear or panic.

Instead, she stepped forward and took the initiative to run towards the other party.

Since she was accepted as a mount by Tang Hao, it was not Tang Hao who had been with her the longest time.

As one of the twelve ancestral witches, Xuan Ming has been spoiled by Qing He, who only has Xuan Xian's cultivation, in the past three years.

Qinghe is young, lively and active.

The Zhisheng clan is hindered by her identity, and most of the people who see her on weekdays are respectful.

And the Xuanming clan thought she was the mount of the Great Ancestor, so they didn't pay much attention to her.

Only Xuan Ming will take the trouble to listen to Qinghe tell the interesting things that happen every day over and over again.

Only Xuan Ming will take her to gallop through the entire wilderness when Qinghe is bored.

It can be said that in Qing He's heart, Xuan Ming's status is only below Tang Hao, and he is on a par with the Tongtian Sect Master who gave him three wisps of sword intent.

Although Qing He didn't know why Xuan Ming had become like this at this time, she believed that the other party, like Tang Hao, would definitely not harm herself.

Looking at the two people who were getting closer, Tang Hao simply looked away.

I have to say that the Shennong clan is still a lot ahead of the Zhisheng clan in some aspects.

In terms of architecture alone, today's Shennong clan is fully equipped to build all kinds of good-looking and practical palace buildings.

The Zhisheng clan is different, if it weren't for the help of the Xuanming clan, the current Zhisheng clan is estimated to still live in the stone house similar to the primitive tribe before.

However, this can't be blamed on the Zhisheng clan, compared to the Luoshui River and the Great Wilderness, it is simply two extremes.

What's more, Buzhou Mountain was once the base camp of the Wu clan, and it was already remarkable that the Zhisheng clan was able to lead the clan to survive all the time.

Looking at the exquisite buildings in front of him, Tang Hao's eyes flickered, and his inner thoughts began to roll.

"It is said that after the Lich War, it will be a gods."

"However, at this time, the Three Sects have just been established, and the Heavenly Court has not been reorganized, it is estimated that there will not be a shadow of a god for millions of years, maybe it will be longer!"

With his eyes turning slightly, Tang Hao looked at Qing He and Xuan Ming, who were complaining to each other, and unconsciously thought of everything he had heard and seen all along, "However, the flood desolation I saw seemed to be a little different from the flood desolation I knew before." ”

"Could this be the real Flood?"

Xie Yun, Nian Xuan, Su Wanwan, Ao Li'er, and the Xuanling mentioned by the Shennong clan just now are all names that he has never heard before.

There was also the grudge between the Canglong clan and the Tongtian Sect Master, and Tang Hao had never heard of it.

Coupled with the Rahu he met not long ago, Tang Hao believed that if it weren't for him, the other party would have probably sacrificed everyone in the Shennong clan.

All of this proves that the world I am in now seems to be completely different from the flood I once learned about through TV dramas, movies, and novels.

However, it is better to be different.

Retracting his thoughts, Tang Hao looked at the Luoshui Ancient City in front of him, listened to the conversation between Xuan Ming and Qing He, and smiled slightly.

If you know everything, it's boring.