A hundred-foot-thick thunderstorm fell from the sky, with the breath of annihilation, and razed thousands of miles of mountains to the ground......

Under this Heavenly Wrath Tribulation, everything was reduced to nothingness.

The white light reflected the world, and the dim sky was covered with a snow-white color at the moment when the thunderstorm fell.

Su Mo's breath was also wiped out under this thunderstorm, and there were no bones left......

There is nothing ordinary against the sky, but it is just the delusion of the world.

Sky... After all, it's a ......

Su Mo's breath disappeared between heaven and earth, and the thunderclouds slowly retreated.

The two sects of Yunlei and Lei, who had left early, felt Su Mo's aura disappear when the thunder tribulation descended, and their bodies trembled violently, and they didn't speak for a long time.

The complexity in the hearts of everyone is indescribable, it seems to be cheerful, and it seems to be regretful.

The group of the Rain Sect returned to the Rain Sect in silence, and Yu Gu walked up to the peak where he had talked with Su Mo that night, and looked up to see the thunderclouds surging above the sky retreat, but the rain did not stop......

"Rain... This rain......"

After Yugu muttered, he didn't speak again for a long time.

......

Outside of a remote town, there is a newly built bamboo house.

In front of the bamboo house stood a white-haired old man, whose old body trembled violently when the world-destroying thunder tribulation descended.

A certain bond in his heart seemed to be cut off in an instant, and he could feel that a perfect aura of the way of grass and trees in this world was erased by the Heavenly Tribulation......

The white light of the prosperous age shines on Du Pingsheng's old face, reflecting his lonely figure cast on the ground.

The rain fell on the top of the bamboo building, making a continuous 'crackling' sound.

The withered grass under the bamboo eaves was bent by the raindrops, and he could no longer stand up......

"I'll wait for you......" Du Pingsheng lowered his arms and dragged his twilight body towards the bamboo house.

"I'll wait for you to come back... Help me refine the 'amphibious' ...... together."

Du Pingsheng walked into the bamboo house in trembling silence, raised his hand and slowly closed the door of the bamboo house.

Three sets of footprints were left in front of the bamboo house, two left, and one returned.....

......

In the ninth realm, everything seems so peaceful.

Every time after sunset, a hundred ghosts begin to appear at night...... The people of the world have slowly changed from the original fear to the kindness of the hundred ghosts.

They knew that this was something left by their human emperor, and these hundred ghosts would never hurt anyone for no reason.

The hundred ghosts just guarded the world with a terrifying image, and they no longer had to worry about immortal cultivators hurting them regardless of right and wrong.

Sunrise and sunset.

Mortals also have mortal expectations...... They look forward to the prosperity of the country, and they look forward to the peace of their families.

It was Su Mo who gave them a hope that they could have for the future.

Now everything is how long they have been looking forward to the prosperous era......

In the palace, Princess Ying sat in the imperial garden. Holding a needle and thread in his hand, he sewed a dragon robe densely and finely, and his movements were careful and meticulous.

As the mother of the country respected by the world, she just wanted to repair a dragon robe for Su Mo that Su Mo liked.

When he waited for Su Mo to come back, he could see Su Mo wearing it with his own eyes......

The dragon robe was about to be sewn, and it was a white Confucian robe embroidered with golden dragon patterns.

As if Su Mo could already be seen wearing the dragon robe she had embroidered and sewn by herself, Princess Ying's face couldn't help but smile.

King Ying also returned to the imperial garden, watched Princess Ying slowly embroider the dragon robe, smiled helplessly, and walked to Princess Ying's side.

"Wouldn't it be nice to leave this kind of work to someone else to do, so why should you do it yourself?" King Ying walked across from Princess Ying and said with a smile.

Princess Ying glanced at King Ying when she heard this, "Can this be the same?" How can I embroider as carefully as I embroider myself......"

"Forget it, you don't understand."

King Ying smiled and hurriedly waved his hand, "Okay, okay, I don't understand." ”

Princess Ying snorted, and when she saw that King Ying had left the court so early today, she suddenly asked with some curiosity: "How is the court?" ”

King Ying shook his head, "It's nothing, the hundred ghosts left by Mo'er are in charge of the affairs of the world, and they have reduced a lot of trouble." ”

"I also heard that many bandit dens in the world who do all kinds of evil have been exterminated by a hundred ghosts......"

Princess Ying smiled proudly, as if it was her masterpiece. However, looking at King Ying's somewhat emaciated face, he still said with some distress: "I don't know why Mo'er wants to centralize power, wouldn't it be much easier to be in charge of the county?" ”

King Ying shook his head and said: "Although centralization of power will be a lot tiring, it is the most suitable for today's situation. Once the county is in charge, it is impossible to tell how many moths will come out below. ”

Princess Ying nodded, and said with a hint of sadness: "I don't know what happened to Mo'er in the outside world...... Somehow, I'm always feeling a little restless today. ”

A trace of worry also flashed in King Ying's eyes, and he also felt the same way in his heart, but the things in his heart were not exposed.

King Ying comforted Princess Ying: "It's okay, Mo'er is alert, nothing will happen." ”

Princess Ying only nodded when she heard this, and was about to speak......

Suddenly, my heart throbbed.

It's as if something has suddenly been pulled out of my heart......

Princess Ying stiffened, and the needle and thread in her hand fell.

The feeling of emptiness crept into my mind, and my whole body was cold.

A glittering tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and Princess Ying raised her hand in a trance, but saw that the tears could no longer stop falling......

"What's wrong with me?"

Princess Ying looked at the tears in her hands and looked confused.

looked up at King Ying, and found that King Ying was stunned in place......

"It's... What's wrong......"

Princess Ying dropped the Confucian robe in her hand that was about to be embroidered, and hurriedly raised her hand to wipe it on her face.

It's just that the tears can't be stopped for some reason......

"What happened? Why I... I feel that something is missing in my heart......" Princess Ying asked King Ying with a crying voice and a blank voice.

King Ying turned his head to look at the anxious and panicked Princess Ying sluggishly, walked up to Princess Ying with red eyes, held her in his arms, opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

Clang!

A bell of national fortune rang between heaven and earth, and the sound was magnificent, and it spread throughout the entire Ninth Realm with a tragic meaning......

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