In addition to Shang Yin, Sumeru Heaven is left with only a busy system and a group of carefree little light balls.

Now another Hongjun has been added.

Fortunately, they are the Chaos Demon Gods who are the best at following their encounters, unlike those desolate creatures, who always like to occupy some territory and dig a cave or something.

In the early years of Chaos, there was nothing.

Shang Yin continued to lie peacefully on the big hollow willow tree full of spiritual power, and Hongjun had been sitting cross-legged under the willow tree since the day he came.

One sleeps on a willow branch and the other meditates under a willow tree.

The sunlight rolled between Shang Yin's clothes, covering Shang Yin's wrists hanging from the branches, and slid to the Hongjun hair under the tree.

Mei in the stream, ink color mixed with gold.

There is a weirdness and fit that is spoken.

The appearance of the light ball is inconvenient to work, except when playing with the little light group, the system is in the form of a fox most of the time.

It looked in the direction of the willow tree, and for a moment questioned groups like the Chaos Demon God.

So, in fact, it's not that Shang Yin is always lazy and refuses to move, but that the Chaos Demon Gods are like this?

But the system thought of the chaotic battlefield it had seen during the chaos period, and the scene of flesh and blood flying corpses everywhere was so frightened that it rushed into Shang Yin's arms and trembled for several days.

Forget it, the Chaos Demon God's affairs system can't be managed, but it can plan how to use the five Hongmeng purple qi.

This is the five Hongmeng purple qi!

The system's fox eyes widened and he couldn't help but laugh.

On the willow branch, Shang Yin slowly opened his eyes, with a little annoyance in his eyes.

Whether it was cultivating or simply sleeping, Shang Yin was really not used to having other existences next to him—let alone this person or Hongjun.

Shang Yin turned sideways, raised his hand to support his side face, and lowered his eyes to look at Hongjun who was meditating under the tree.

When the heavens and the earth were not opened, the power of Shang Yin, who comprehended the way of nature, was very weak, and as now, she guarded the Qiankun Ding and cowered in the corner of the chaotic battlefield, watching those demon gods fight in the dark, occasionally going out to turn over the corpses of the demon gods.

Once, Shang Yin obviously looked at the demon gods outside the Qiankun Ding Enchantment for a long time and had no breath, but when he went out to rummage through the corpses and pick up the leaks, he was caught by Hongjun who opened his eyes coldly.

Shang Yin knows Hongjun.

……

The center of the Chaos Battlefield has always been the Demon God of Force, Pangu, who slaughtered on a large scale, followed by the Demon God who wanted to kill Pangu one after another, and the Demon God Luo Hu and the Space Demon God Yang Mei were also very conspicuous in the battlefield.

There is only one demon god who looks the best in white, and the demon god who died in his hands said that there was no more, and no less, but Shang Yin saw that the demon god was careless.

He likes to fight left and right, and then the demon gods on the left and right sides fight, and he, the culprit, just blink an eye and don't know where to go - not only has he never meant to be an enemy of Pangu, but he also took the opportunity of Pangu's fight to collect spiritual treasures from various demon gods and earn enough benefits.

"You ......"

Hongjun grabbed Shang Yin's wrist, and his eyes fell on the Qiankun Ding Barrier behind Shang Yin.

Before discovering Shang Yin, he hadn't even found such a corner on the Chaos Battlefield.

Shang Yin had watched the Chaos Battlefield for so long, of course he knew the ruthlessness and fish-touching attitude of the demon god in front of him, and silently threw out an olive branch: "Together? ”

Hongjun paused, let go of Shang Yin's wrist, stood up, and followed Shang Yin into the enchantment of Qiankun Ding.

In this way, a creation demon god who fished in the chaotic battlefield, and a natural demon god who quietly made a fortune in the corner, reached a short-term cooperation consensus in the chaotic chaos battlefield.

Shang Yin is still in the Qiankun Ding Enchantment, occasionally going out to make some corpse money.

Hongjun continued to fish in the chaotic battlefield, became a sworn enemy with Rahu, made friends with Yang Mei, and came to Shangyin's enchantment to meditate when he was injured, and went out to continue after a while.

After that, almost all the Chaos Demon Gods fell, Pangu opened the world, chaos shattered, Shang Yin accidentally bound the infrastructure system, and he couldn't escape with Qiankun Dingyuan, so he lost the news of Hongjun.

……

Pangu's slaughter of the demon god to open the world is the instruction of Hongmeng's consciousness, and the trend of the times, but the demon god who blocks Pangu is the first to die and disappear the nutrients of heaven and earth, and Shang Yin also figured this out after the flood was settled.

But Hongjun, who can see through cause and effect with the jade disc of creation in his hand, obviously understands it from the beginning.

Hongjun, who was sitting cross-legged under the tree, moved his eyebrows slightly, his fingers on his knees slowly stretched, and he opened his eyes sideways, and the warm and soft feathers were sticking to his cheeks, hooking again and again.

His gaze followed the feather that deliberately disturbed his mind.

The fiery red phoenix was wrapped around a thin willow branch, and the other end was held between Shang Yin's fingers.

"Do what?"

He spoke, his voice crisp and indifferent.

Shang Yin lay on the willow branch and looked under the tree, his white and slender fingers hooked the willow branch, and his eyebrows and eyes smiled: "You are here, I can't sleep." ”

Hongjun raised his hand and pinched the chaotic Feng Ling, and said lightly or seriously: "When I was here, you never fell asleep." ”

It was in chaos once and it is now.

Shang Yin let go very naturally, the soft willow branches hung down between the hems of Hongjun's clothes, changed his posture, and admitted calmly: "Probably because you really don't look like a good demon god." ”

Hongjun asked lightly: "Good demon god, who?" ”

Even a demon god like Shang Yin was worried about the materials that remained on the ontological law after the death of other demon gods.

Shang Yin was suddenly speechless.

Coughing lightly, Shang Yin asked, "All the people who came to me for treatment will be fainted by me." ”

"What do you say?"

Hongjun stood up with the trunk of the tree, his movements were very slow, and his face was still bloodless pale: "Before the Yuan Shen recovers, I am not as good as you." ”

Shang Yin stunned those injured people, firstly to keep Sumeru secret, and secondly, to avoid the trouble caused by the injured people's instinctive resistance during treatment.

Shang Yin's hand rested under his cheek, and the hem of his clothes hung from the willow branches, swaying in the wind.

She restrained herself for a while, but she still couldn't hold back her curiosity: "How did you get this injury?" ”

Hongjun has always acted very cautiously, and he didn't arrange it completely and repeatedly, he couldn't try rashly, no demon god could hurt him like this in the chaos at the beginning, how could he be planted like this when he arrived in the flood wilderness?

Shang Yin's fingertips rubbed slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Your Yuan Shen should be in pain all the time, right?" ”

Don't look at Hongjun's indifferent performance, but his Yuan Shen has been torn apart with several fatal wounds, if Hongjun is not the body of the demon god, it is difficult to say whether he can stand here.

This question was clearly beyond some kind of tacit distance between the two of them.

Hongjun looked at her, and when Shang Yin also looked over, he looked away and looked at the mountains and rivers of Sumeru.

Shang Yin snorted lightly and sat up: "Don't say it, I'll ...... it."

"I hurt myself."

The fierceness in Hongjun's eyes was fleeting, and the unwillingness and arrogance that was emotionally turbulent at that moment was also hidden.

Shang Yin was silent for a long time.

In today's flood famine, what else can Hongjun do to himself except Hongmeng consciousness.

The existence of the Chaos Demon God is too powerful, and it is a predetermined fate to eliminate the Dao of Death to make up for the Dao of Heaven, whether it is her, Hongjun, or other Demon Gods who may still be alive, but they are all struggling with it.

Shang Yin didn't speak, but Hongjun turned around and looked at her again, and actually hooked his lips and laughed.

Shang Yin raised his eyebrows: "What are you laughing at?" ”

is the same as the tone of Hongjun asking her "what are you doing" before.

Hongjun, who has always liked to speak speciously, actually replied this time, and it was rare to be straightforward: "He can't see your cave." ”

There was a rare surprise in his tone.

Shang Yin was suspicious: "You know him so well? ”

He is naturally referring to the Hongmeng consciousness that has awakened from the chaos in the past, and it is also the Heavenly Dao that is gradually encroaching on the power to strengthen his body.

Hongjun raised his hand and stroked his heart, and the Creation Jade Disc hidden in the heart of the demon god was rarely quiet, as if he had never awakened any consciousness.

The Jade Disc of Creation is his natal magic weapon, but after Pangu opened the sky, it became the medium of Hongmeng's consciousness.

Hongjun's eyes were full of cold coldness.

The Demon God of Creation, how close to the origin of the Demon God of Hongmeng's consciousness, is no more suitable to become a puppet spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao.

Hongjun avoided talking about it, and asked: "Do you want Hongmeng Purple Qi to refine Qiankun Ding for the second time?" ”

He sold Guanzi, and Shang Yin naturally wouldn't be honest, so he didn't seem to smile: "You didn't like to be nosy in the past. ”

In fact, there is really no love between Shang Yin and Hongjun, but they are just two familiarities with the Chaos Demon God.

Neither of them will be honest with the other.

Step by step to the present, the word honesty is connected with the life-saving hole card, and it is not too heavy to be cautious.

In this way, if you try to say a word, there will be no result if you continue to do so.

The reason is actually very simple, but Shang Yin looked at Hongjun's appearance as if nothing could shake him, and suddenly a bad taste welled up from the bottom of his heart.

Shang Yin's body moved, the hem of his clothes swept over Hongjun's arm, and walked towards the lake where countless small balls of light had fallen: "Don't waste time, come and heal." ”

The willow tree was not close to the lake, but Shang Yin only stepped on the lake in three or two steps, stood out of thin air, and turned around to urge Hongjun: "Come on." ”

Hongjun's steps were sluggish, and somehow, he suddenly had a ...... A subtle, not-so-good premonition.

This lake is connected to the waterfall, although there are no fish and shrimp in it, but the lake surface is scattered with blue lotus leaves, but there is no lotus flower head.

Seeing Shang Yin and Hongjun coming, the little light balls who were originally jumping and playing on the lotus leaves hid behind the big fox on the side.

For a while, the system fox, which was originally pitch black, was surrounded by the small light balls into a rich fox with gold edges.

From the moment Shang Yin and Hongjun started to speak, the system didn't dare to stand by and watch the two big guys come and go, and at this time, they even shrank their fox tails as if they didn't exist.

Then I heard Shang Yin's words: "Take off your clothes." ”

System: "? ”

Inexplicably, the system that was afraid of Hongjun hurriedly smeared oil with fox's feet and slipped away.

The small light group hesitated and wandered in place for a few laps, but finally decided to fulfill their responsibilities, lined up, and flew towards Hongjun standing by the lake in a row.

These balls of light have no fixed form, and are more like the initial form of a soul than a living being.

Some of them were close to Hongjun's shoulders, some were pulled on Hongjun's sleeves, and some used all their strength to pull Hongjun's immovable robe.

For the first time, Hongjun's eyes rippled.

The master of Sumeru sits casually in the middle of the lake, his clothes and hair flickering on the surface of the lake.

As far as the eye can see, there is an endless lake, with silvery water, blue leaves, and water droplets splashed down from the waterfall like pearls, gurgling on the lotus leaves in a string.

Shang Yin blinked, with a straight face: "You are too seriously injured, you have to take strong medicine." ”

"This spiritual lake took me a lot of thought at the beginning, for the sake of our old days, I borrowed it from Taoist friends." Shang Yin's eyes flashed with slyness, "But don't come in with your clothes—well, it's not clean." ”