"Morax!"

At the same time, the blood of the plant demon god on land retreated one after another, and the Yaksha under his command were attacked by the immortals and the elite Millelith army.

The Dream Demon God felt humiliated, and the Martial God in front of him even distracted himself to gain the upper hand.

It's a big difference.

Unbeatable.

"Noise!"

Morax snorted coldly and threw a rock spear to bombard the earth, eventually killing the Dream Demon God.

Immediately, he pinched out a huge rock ridge with his bare hands to seal the impact of the Demon God's death, avoiding accidentally injuring the friendly army's side.

Bang dang.

Losing the control of the Dream God, the Yaksha awoke from their nightmare and threw down their weapons, all of them looking pained.

Some roared, some knelt on the ground and cried, and some were confused and stunned.

"What the hell did we do!?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"Ahh

……

On the snow, a dark green short-haired imp Yaksha did not stop, brandishing a spear to attack the Millelith Army, his face stained with blood and his amber pupils hollow.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

On the ground, rock ridges descended from the air to form a prison to suppress the Chinese New Year's Eve fork.

"Calm down, boy, the war is over."

Morax slowly landed, came to the Chinese New Year's Eve fork, reached out and stroked the other party's head.

"Woo......" Shao Chinese New Year's Eve fork's mind instantly sobered up, his knees fell to the ground, and he looked at the great god in front of him in a daze.

"Sleep, and when you wake up, you will be liberated."

It is not the same as the previous majesty.

Morax's eyes are full of love at this moment, he pities the tragedy of the Yakshas, and is willing to liberate them and give them a chance to start over.

The young Chinese New Year's Eve forked his eyes and fell asleep.

"It's still a child......"

Morax picked up the Chinese New Year's Eve fork and couldn't help but sigh.

"The emperor's move is righteous, but it will shake people's hearts, and the Yaksha has a long-standing grudge with mortals, and I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public."

Gechenlang City Zhenjun reminded her loudly that what she said was true.

At this moment, there were many people in the Millelith army who were dissatisfied, remembering that their relatives had been devastated by the Yakshas.

I can't wait to kill the Yaksha clan to vent my anger.

The reason why I joined the army is to take revenge.

"Gechenlang City, are you questioning the emperor?"

Cutting the moon and building the sun, Zhenjun's eyes lit up.

"Cutting the moon doesn't have to be like this, Gechenlang City is reasonable, and you still need to consider stabilizing people's hearts, but please rest assured, liberating the Yaksha is not to forgive the killings committed in the past, but to let the Yaksha clan atone for their sins, and the contradictions between the two sides cannot be erased in a short period of time, but after ten and a hundred years, time will prove and smooth everything."

Morax explained and put an end to the dispute between the two immortals.

"Look, the emperor really has his deep meaning in doing this."

Cutting Moon Zhuyang Zhenjun smiled.

"Emperor, I suggest that the Yaksha be isolated and placed first to avoid unnecessary friction caused by too close contact with mortals."

Gechenlang City Zhenjun proposed.

"I'll arrange it later, and I'll have a meeting later to discuss how to settle the Yaksha clan and what to do for the future."

Morax nodded, he admired the true monarch of Gechenlang City for being thoughtful.

It's a lot easier to have such allies under your hands.

"Oh, it's a meeting again, I'd better go to training."

Yixiao Dao Tianzhenjun yawned, he was considered a leader in the immortals in terms of fighting methods, but it was really aggrieved to let him use his brains to plan.

It's better to kill a few more monsters.

"Okay, move the sky to guide the sky, cut the moon and build the sun, manage the water and stack the mountains, and sing the sea and perch, the four of you will clean up the battlefield, rectify the interior of the Yaksha, and the remnants of the demon god's family."

Morax left the Armed Forces faction behind, and the Brains faction went back to Tianheng Mountain with him for a meeting.

"Yes!"

The four immortals spoke in unison.

At the same time, on the Tianheng Mountain.

In the end, he and Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun always pay attention to the movements on the other side of the beach, and will personally take action if necessary.

And there is still a demon god in the Returning Separation Collection.

Marcosius turned into a thousand doppelgangers, sheltered and returned to the people, helped to light the fire, cook, and help people reunite.

Even if the sea monsters break the first level, there are even more terrifying twin gods and immortals behind.

and the final machine ballista under the cover of Tianheng Mountain.

"The emperor is really unparalleled in combat power, and he can suppress the uncrowned king Baqiu when he is distracted, but Xiao'er's kid is clever and follows me, and he predicted Baqiu's actions in advance to arrange defenses."

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun and said with a smile.

"That's my son, it's up to me!"

In the end, he gave her a blank look of dissatisfaction.

"Okay, I won't fight with you, speaking of which, the emperor revealed his intention to liberate the Yaksha before he set out on the expedition, what do you think about this matter?"

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun and asked.

"The emperor cherishes his talents, I know what he wants, the Yaksha is like this ballista, in our hands it is a weapon to protect the people against foreign enemies, and in the hands of the evil god, it is a killing machine."

In the end, there is something wrong with the Yakshas, but it is not unreasonable.

"I thought you'd object, after all, most of your people died at the hands of the Yakshas."

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun was a little surprised.

"Hehe, I'm not the kind of goddess with a small belly, in the future, the Yaksha clan will pay a huge price to repay the killings of the past, and it can't be erased for ten years, but after thousands of years, the wind will definitely change, and even become a respected hero."

Ultimately, she sees the potential of the Yakshas, just like Morax.

The accumulated karma will be the motivation for the Yakshas.

For a short time, mortals would see the Yaksha as an enemy, but over time, thousands of years would be enough for the Yaksha to atone for their sins and change people's perceptions.

"What do you think Xiao'er will think about the Yaksha?"

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun was worried that Li Xiao would be dissatisfied.

After all, his relatives died at the hands of the Yakshas.

"My child is naturally as sensible as me, so are you too concerned about Xiao'er, don't forget that Xiao Ganyu is your big disciple!"

In the end, his eyes were wary, thinking that the other party should not want the old bird to eat tender grass.

"With Xiao'er with Ganyu, what do I have to worry about."

Liuyun borrowed the wind Zhenjun to stretch his waist, revealing his graceful curves.

"There are mosquitoes!"

In the end, he kicked her down the mountain, which was more eye-catching than the human form or the image of a big bird.

At this time, the return to the set was made by Marcosius himself.

The pot was made by it himself, and it was ten times larger than the pot of the Mondstadt Chuchu.

"Guoba Guoba, put more Jueyun peppers."

Li Xiao shouted beside him.

"How many times has Xiaoyou said that I am not called Guoba, my name is Marcosius."

The Marcosius clone said helplessly.

"It's a good dripping pot." Li Xiao nodded, and troubled the other party to scoop a spoonful into his bowl.

"And put some vegetarian dishes, my sister Ganyu only eats vegetarian."

"Xiao ......" Ganyu was squeezed behind the crowd, and was quite moved to hear that the other party did not forget to take care of himself.

"Don't worry, Xiaoyou, this is a mandarin duck pot, divided into light and heavy taste areas."

Marcosius patted his chest, he was the demon god of the stove, and he was an expert in food, how could he not think it through.

An hour later.

"Hiccup~" Li Xiao burped and came over from the Millelith Army, and happened to see Ganyu sitting alone on the hillside, looking at the lively Guiliji.

At this moment, people are singing and dancing to celebrate the hard-won victory.

Ganyu was never able to blend in, and she kept herself at a distance not far from her as a passerby.

"What are you thinking about Sister Ganyu?"

Li Xiao casually conjured a glass of sunset juice and handed it to the other party.

"I'm wondering how I can become Akatsuki."

Ganyu replied frankly.

"Huh?" Li Xiao tilted her head and didn't turn a corner for a while.

"Xiao, whether it is facing the demon gods, humans, and immortals, they can get along well, unlike me who is always submissive."

Ganyu lowered her head, her tone was a little lost, she was very envious of Li Xiao's character.