After going around Kunlun Mountain for several days, I kept thinking in my heart and weighing the pros and cons.

Several times, He told Himself not to think about it so much. It's a big deal that the mouth was rejected by Houtu, but it was really dead to this heart. But I can't say it when it comes to my lips. Countless times, I scolded myself in my heart for being a second goods.

His manifestation is so obvious that it is impossible for Houtu not to see the clues. But he knew that it was impossible for him to catch up with himself, but he just didn't ask. He had a strange attitude, and his face was ugly, but he didn't mean to drive Him away.

It is becoming more and more difficult for them to judge Him, or their hearts.

Houtu has always been very emotionally impermanent, when he was with the kiln for millions of years. I didn't feel it less, one second it was still windy and sunny, and the next second it might be a storm. This change is most noticeable when they are both converted, especially when they change from male to female, and Hou Tu always makes some enchantresses every time he becomes a female.

But in the last few days, He has been transformed many times. He didn't have any mood swings except for a face, and he didn't even change the tone of his voice.

Miao Miao is even more entangled in this abnormal atmosphere.

And so it went around for a few more days.

On a night when the moon was in the sky, they looked at the bright moon in the sky, talking about some past things, and suddenly felt that it was not interesting for them to continue acting like this, so they closed their mouths and looked at the bright moon so blankly.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of millions of years have passed, things are not people, only the bright moon is eternal.

He sighed secretly in his heart, when he followed Xuanwu, he once thought that he would be as eternal as the sun and the moon. At that time, he didn't have to think about it so much, he just had to simply carry out the orders given by Xuanwu. Although for a while, He was also afraid that one day Xuanwu would be against Him. But after a long time, and he saw Xuanwu's attitude towards Houtu, he didn't even have this fear.

At that time, he was a knife in Xuanwu's hand, and he let him slash at whomever he wanted, never thinking about the meaning of killing the other party, nor did he have to worry about the unequal strength of the two sides. Xuanwu is his spiritual pillar, if Xuanwu told him at that time. You go and kill the phoenix, don't worry, I believe you have the ability. Without saying a word, he picked up the knife and dared to face the phoenix, and he believed that he had this ability.

It's a pity that now that Xuanwu is dead, although his strength is countless times stronger than back then, he no longer has the courage to move forward.

Don't talk about the second ancestor of the phoenix, now a crape myrtle is like a threshold that can't be crossed in front of him.

She looked at the moon and was silent for a long time.

I didn't speak for a long time, but it aroused the interest of Houtu, who was a male body one second and turned into a female in the next second, and at the moment of change, there was always a charming smile on an expressionless face.

"What, I feel tired of doing things for so many years?"

The kiln shook his senses, looked at Houtu in a daze, and shook his head a little stiffly.

Houtu looked at His expression and disbelieved.

"Isn't it really tiring to keep tossing and turning? You know, it's not the time when He just died. So much time has passed, and those who were willing to die for Him have either died in battle and are hanging from trees. Either that or that they have changed their minds and joined the opposing camp. There was a huge momentum back then, but now there are only two or three of your kittens left, and you can't make a splash. Otherwise, we'd have gotten to this point. With your haughty nature, and the time being tight right now, you're not going to spend time with me, are you?"

She nodded.

"It's true that I can't go on, but I'm not tired. Houtu, to put it in my heart, if it weren't for this obsession in my heart, I don't know if I would have been able to get to this point. Endless years are sometimes a kind of torture for the innate gods. Without a goal in mind, the road ahead simply does not have the courage to go on like this. There are tens of thousands of innate gods, in fact, everyone knows better than anyone else in their hearts, if it is only according to the innate qualifications. Except for a very small number of crape myrtles and you, there is actually little difference between the innate gods. But why are there only one hundred and eight who can take the position of the Innate God in the end? At that time, because these innate gods were different from them, we hid things in our hearts, and we hid hope for the way forward. Houtu, these days, you have been introducing me to this and that of your one-acre and three-part land, but is this one-acre and three-point land really the driving force that has supported you until today? Obviously not. Although I don't know what your inner thoughts are, and I don't know what irresolvable contradictions you have with His Majesty Xuanwu. But one thing is for sure. Whether you love His Majesty Xuanwu or hate Him, the driving force that has supported you and me to get to where we are today actually comes from Him. To be honest, I actually regretted it the moment I stood in front of you. Based on my knowledge of His Majesty Xuanwu, if he really has an explanation to you, he will help me. So no matter what attitude you have, you can't actually refuse. ”

Houtu's face became extremely ugly when he heard the words, but surprisingly did not refute.

No matter what attitude you have, is there no way to refuse?

Houtu struggled in his heart for a moment, but finally agreed with him.

Whether it is the kiln or other innate gods, they don't understand why they have such a stiff relationship with Xuanwu.

In fact, at the beginning, even Houtu himself didn't understand. Xuanwu was nice to Him, even though He allowed himself to do some dirty work. But for Houtu, he doesn't care about any of this.

After all, eradicate dissidents, slaughter some innate gods, and assassinate elites of all races. In ancient times, these things were basic operations. It's not just Xuanwu who does this, almost all the innate gods who have a little authority in the ten thousand races are doing these things.

But for some reason, every time He changed from male to female, He felt like a fire rose in his heart, and he couldn't suppress it. In the beginning, He took most of this fire

Vent on the body. Make small gestures to Him, or trick Him while doing tasks.

This kind of diversion can be used to calm the strange anger in His heart. But as time went on, his method of making small gestures to the kiln could no longer vent his emotions.

However, he did not let go of this way of venting, because he did not find the cause of his inexplicable fire. So he hated him more and more, and the more he tossed him. Until one day, when they were on a mission together again, he was almost killed by him.

(End of chapter)