The news that the god of war had fallen for the Six Realms spread throughout the Eight Desolations overnight, and the whole world mourned together. In the temple of the god of war, it was rumored that there was a hundred years of mourning, and there were no guests in a hundred years, and the world was embarrassed, and they were also sympathetic to the young monarch in the temple of the god of war..... Everyone couldn't help but think of Xiao Shaojun's birthday three hundred years ago..... really responded to that sentence, bad luck and bad fate......

A few days later, the emperor summoned again, and the post of the god of war was temporarily replaced by the crown prince Ji, and the young monarch still lived in the temple of the god of war, and then inherited his father's throne after he crossed the catastrophe. Within the Six Realms, he was shocked by the emperor's summons, and the god position of Chu was the emperor of Dongling......

Fengshan, Jun Wan stood on the top of Fengshan, and couldn't help laughing: "Lichu, you are also a ruthless person." ”

A hundred years is just a blink of an eye for the gods.

In the Temple of the God of War, a woman sat at the table, holding a string of spirit beads in her hand in a daze. The mortal girl who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, the childishness between her eyebrows has not been taken off, but her appearance is quite captivating, the green silk is like ink and scattered behind her, her eyes are like a clear spring on a snow-capped mountain, and there is a coldness of alienation in her indifference. There is an ethereal and arrogant temperament on his body, his eyebrows are like distant mountains, and his lips are sand and not dotted. Since she is wearing the simplest white clothes, she is also frighteningly beautiful, and I am afraid that the first beauty of the Six Realms can't compare to this.

"Shaojun. Qicai came in with a stack of dates and interrupted the girl's musings. "Your Excellency, send someone to invite the young gentleman to Fengshan for a gathering, the gentleman misses you a lot. ”

"Aunt Qicai, it's been a hundred years. "This girl is Lizhu, since a hundred years ago, Lichu has fallen, the God of War Temple does not ask about the world, and Lizhu practices in the God of War Temple. No one would have thought that in this small string of spiritual beads, the first god of war actually drew half of the spiritual power in it, plus the cultivation of the human body for a hundred years, his father is the first divine beast Bai Ze who opened the world, and his mother is the phoenix master, giving birth to the white phoenix that is one in a million miles, the root bone and understanding are beyond the reach of ordinary immortals, and the killing has already been nirvana once in this hundred years, plus absorbing half of the spiritual power in this spiritual bead, this cultivation is afraid that it is not too much with the general gods, and the five hundred years old has more than 100,000 years of immortal power, I am afraid that these two such talented characters can not be found in these six realms, but who can afford such a price, who knows how many times in front of the ghost gate in the past hundred years for Nirvana...... Although he has long surpassed the threshold of the gods, he has never heard that the god tribulation itself is nine deaths, and there is still an unfinished obsession with the killing itself, so he forcibly suppresses the god calamity......

"Shaojun. Qicai's hand holding the date plate was a little clenched, and her hand knots were a little white, and she was a little nervous, would she go to the appointment.

"It's okay, Aunt Qicai. Lilu picked a date and threw it into his mouth, grinning, "It's so sweet." "It's not that I was born like this, it's also started a hundred years ago, it's probably just that my heart is too bitter, and I don't feel so bitter when I eat a little sweet......

"Then the gentleman is over there, ......" Qi Cai frowned, although the monarch threw down the young monarch many years ago, but there was a reason for that.

"Go ahead. Lilu chewed the dates, and his speech was a little slurred, "I haven't seen my mother for a long time, and I have something to give her." ”

"Auntie, find me some clothes. Lizhu took off his mourning clothes and stroked his hand lightly a few times, "A hundred years have come." ”

It's been a hundred years, father.