Demon God Fuxi

At this time, it was already morning, the morning light shone into the room through the translucent window paper, and the pear blossom trees were planted everywhere on Diancang Mountain, and the snow-white pear blossoms were flying, and a few pieces were sent into the room by the early morning wind, falling on the quilt, exuding a faint fragrance.

Gong Qianzhu gently pinched a pear petal between his fingers, lowered his head to avoid Sima Changyuan's fiery gaze, bit his lip and said, "I'm sorry, Changyuan...... I don't want to hear this now, if there's nothing to do, please send me back to Jiuge. ”

As soon as the words fell, Gong Qianzhu's chin was gently pinched by him, and he had to turn his head to look at him, "Please, Zhuzi, but in five years, is there such a strangeness between us?"

"No, I'm just ......" He is not used to this, Changyuan's image in her heart has always been very gentle and elegant, and she will never do this kind of behavior that is close to frivolity, can it be that in just five years, can you change a person's character?

She paused, then suddenly looked back at him, "Changyuan, if you don't mind, please tell me who you are, and ...... Who is Bingzhu?"

Sima Changyuan smiled lightly and was silent for a long time, then got up and walked to the window, turned his back to her and asked, "Zhuzi, how do you feel when you come back from a walk around the Demon Realm this time?" You should have seen the Demon Monarch too, what do you think he looks like?"

Demon Lord?Gong Qianzhu recalled carefully, thinking of the peerless beauty sleeping in the cold ice, and couldn't help but be a little distracted, "He...... It's beautiful, no, it's beautiful. "It is the kind of beauty that the world can not hope for, the kind of holiness that no words can describe.

"Beauty?" Sima Changyuan chuckled twice, "What about this?"

Gong Qianzhu was silent, Chang Yuan was really good at seeing through people's hearts, and he actually saw that she was hiding something, since she was seen through, she didn't plan to cover it up anymore, and nodded directly, "Also, the moment I saw him, I felt very sad, empty, as if I had lost something precious." ”

Sima Changyuan hooked his lips and smiled, "Bamboo, do you know who the Demon Lord is?"

"This ...... Is it the monarch of the Demon Realm?"

"Who is the Monarch of the Demon Realm?"

Gong Qianzhu was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect him to continue to ask, but he hesitated a little, "It's the most powerful person in the demon world." ”

"You're right to say that, but since you're the king of the Demon Realm, of course you're the one who created the Demon Realm. ”

"This ...... The person who created the Demon Realm......" Gong Qianzhu repeated hesitantly, his not very bright brain reacted slowly, and finally remembered that he had mentioned it in Lecturer Wumu's theology class, and raised his eyes in shock, "Yes...... Fuxi?!"

Sima Changyuan snapped his fingers, confirming her conjecture, and looked back and smiled, "Bamboo is much smarter than before." ”

Gong Qianzhu didn't have time to quarrel with him, and said excitedly: "But, isn't Fuxi from the Protoss? How can he be the monarch of the Demon Realm, isn't it ridiculous? Moreover, didn't the Fuxi God have already attained Nirvana thousands of years ago? How could it be ......?"

"Who told you that the Protoss can't be the king of the Demon Realm?" Sima Changyuan interrupted her words, looking at her and stunned, "The Six Realms are all created by the Protoss, and naturally the Protoss reigns over the world, but the gods have attained Nirvana one after another, and the dragons of the Six Realms have no leader, so they can only select the patriarch king from all walks of life to dominate the overall situation, and even the current Heavenly Monarch, before he ascended the throne, was just a little immortal." ”

"Since it is an indisputable fact that the Fuxi God has attained Nirvana, then why does his divine body appear in the Ice Palace at the bottom of the Demon Realm? As far as I know, the Nirvana of the Protoss should not leave a corpse. ”

Sima Changyuan stared at her quietly, "Bamboo, do you know, gods will not completely disappear from this world no matter what, even if they die temporarily, it just takes time to recondense their souls, one day, the vanished gods will return to the Six Realms, no matter where the soul falls, they will always meet again, and the lost treasures will be owned again." ”

His last sentence was so vague that Gong Qianzhu couldn't understand the mystery in it.

"But Changyuan, how do you know this?" she asked, tilting her head, puzzled.

Sima Changyuan didn't say a word, just reached out and touched her furry head.

How could he not know that there was no one in the world who knew these things better than him.

Seeing that he didn't mean to explain, Gong Qianzhu didn't ask any more questions, pulled his hand off his head, and asked, "Changyuan, since you told me all this, can I go back?"

"Don't you still want to hear about Bing Candle?"

She shook her head, "I don't want to hear it, these things are complicated just thinking about it, and even if you tell me, I may not understand it." ”

Sima Changyuan couldn't help laughing, and Gong Qianzhu said seriously: "So, when I can understand these things, you tell me again, I want to go back to Jiuge, otherwise the master will be worried, his injury doesn't seem to be light, I have to go back to see it before I can rest assured." ”

Sima Changyuan looked at her with complicated eyes, "Are you still worried about him?"

Gong Qianzhu didn't understand why there was a faint hint of anger in his tone, but he still nodded as a matter of course, "Master has taught me for so many years, Sister Yu has the grace to save her life, and I have the virtue of recreation, and now my sister will wake up soon, but I can't ignore Master just like that, wouldn't that be revenge?"

"The grace of saving lives, the virtue of recreation?" a sneer appeared on Sima Changyuan's lips, "Bamboo, bamboo, don't you understand, only you are so stupid in the world." ”

Gong Qianzhu turned his head in confusion, and the smile on his face instantly stiffened when he said the next sentence.

"Bamboo, that nine-glazed palace lamp, it's not your sister who saves it at all!"