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In a woman's room, I don't know who lived in this room, but I saw that this room can be magnificent and exquisite everywhere, even if the color of this magic palace is gray, it can't hide that the layout in this room is so proper and perfect, it can be seen that the identity of the woman who lives in this room must be extremely noble.

Unfortunately, the woman who lived here is long gone.

"Alas!" Di Jun looked at the bed curtain in the room, looked around at the carved beams and paintings, sighed with all kinds of complicated emotions, and muttered: "Xihe, it has been almost three thousand years since you left me. ”

With a little luck, he said: "Fortunately, fortunately, you left this demon abyss and escaped from Luo Yu's hands, three thousand years, I think you should soon return to heaven." ”

His voice was slightly bitter, and his expression was even more complicated, as if he was reluctant and glad that it was indescribable, but he stood there stunned and looked at the empty room and temple, thinking about the person who had long since left.

"Whew!"

The sudden sneer brought the stunned Dijun back to his senses, although this sound was just a sneer, but Dijun was too familiar with the owner who made the sneer, so just by this sneer, Dijun knew who was coming.

"You're here. Di Jun didn't look around looking for someone, but restrained the reluctance and tangled complex emotions just now, and said expressionlessly.

The person who came was also noncommittal about Di Jun's attitude, and walked around the palace room by himself, looking at the empty room, the person who came smiled and said: "If you had known today, why bother at the beginning? If you had listened to Xihe's advice and not quarreled with her for thousands of years, making her disheartened, maybe she would not have left the Demon Abyss so resolutely and left you." ”

"Oh, is it?" Di Jun's reaction was surprisingly calm, and he slightly hooked the corners of his lips and said: "Taiyi, you don't understand, I have quarreled with her for thousands of years, and the relationship between husband and wife has been exhausted, and I almost turned against each other, this is my choice, I have to do it too, I have no other choice." ”

"There's no other choice?" Taiyi smiled disappreciatively, thinking that Dijun was just making excuses.

Of course, Taiyi has quarreled with Dijun countless times in the Demon Abyss for so many years, and has fought dozens of times, he knows that the Dijun in front of him has changed, and he is no longer the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court back then, his eldest brother, even if every time Dijun always says that he doesn't understand, always says that this is what he has to do, Taiyi no longer believes it.

Now, they are the Demon Emperor of the Demon Abyss, and when the Demon Ancestor Luo was asleep, they were the masters of the Demon Abyss, the emperor of the Demon Clan, but they were no longer as brotherly as the Emperor of the Demon Clan.

Thinking of this, a trace of gloom crossed the depths of Tai Yi's eyes, and then he laughed at himself again, turned around and was about to leave this temple, but stopped in the middle of the middle, and he asked, "Have you started the things outside?"

"Here we go. Dijun paused and asked him, "What about you?

"Of course!" Taiyi suppressed the excitement in his heart, looked up at the gloomy world, and said: "Houtu wants the Wu clan to counterattack the desolate land, and come here to find us to help, this is our last chance to leave the Demon Abyss, I can't wait to leave this dark place, this place does not belong to us." ”

After speaking, Taiyi pursed his lips and was silent for a long time, just when Di Jun thought that he was going to leave like this, suddenly Taiyi said again: "Don't forget, we are the golden crow! It is the essence of the eyes of the Pangu god, the origin of the light and heat of the desolation, and this gray and lifeless demon abyss is not the sun star after all." ”

Then, Taiyi walked away, the voice of the steps was slow and slow, but it was extremely firm, just like Taiyi, even if he had entered the demon abyss for tens of millions of years and became a demon for tens of millions of years, he still firmly believed that he was a golden crow, a golden crow born of the essence of the sun star!

He should be flying and screaming on the sun and stars, he should be wanton in the heavenly court, he should be fighting in the desolate world, and he should be arrogant, instead of being trapped in this gray demon abyss, controlled by the demon ancestor and unable to be free, this is not him, and he should not be so.

Taiyi's slow and firm footsteps gradually faded away, and Dijun, who had been silent for a long time, finally reacted, and he muttered: "I'm very happy, Taiyi, you know that you are still a golden crow!"

"Yes, we are the Golden Crow, the gods worshipped by countless beings, who should be worshipped and controlled by the heavens and the earth, instead of struggling to survive. ”

"But Taiyi, the golden crow will also fall one day, and God will also die......"

After that, Di Jun's voice was like a dream, and he couldn't hear what he was talking about, but looking at his evil appearance and looking at the palace room with a recollection of memories in his eyes, it could be seen that he might have fallen into the memories of Xihe again, but I don't know if he was recalling the sweet years with Xihe in the heavenly court in the past, the love of husband and wife, or remembering the husband and wife turning against each other and constantly quarreling when they were in the Demon Abyss?

At this moment, no one knew Di Jun's thoughts, he stood there quietly, looking at his back, looking a little lonely.

……

Terran, ginger water tribe.

Shennong appeased the infected people, and his dozen or so successfully refined detoxification pills were also turned into water, using this water to alleviate the plague and control the disease, but it was obviously not enough, so the plague was still spreading, the condition was still worsening, the sick were dying, and the diseaseless were in danger, and from time to time someone fell down and became a disease.

In this way, in just three days, two-thirds of the people in the Jiangshui tribe have fallen, and the Danshui of those antidote pills seems to have gradually lost their effectiveness, unable to alleviate and control the disease, so the clansmen have died one after another, and sadness and tears have fallen on the tribe again.

On the fourth day, after Shennong visited the patient, he came out of the patient's house, and another person died, he listened to the sorrow of the people in the room behind him, and looked around at the depressed scene, he couldn't help but raise his head and cry out to the blue sky: "Is this the catastrophe? God, are you trying to destroy my Jiangshui tribe?"

At this moment, Shennong was full of despair and decadence, but the forty-year-old man was like he was in his twilight years, his face was full of haggardness, grief and unwillingness.

"Father!"

The girl held back the tears in her eyes and called, she had never seen such a Shennong, her father in her eyes was a big mountain, gentle but very majestic in the tribe, her father was the leader, the Shennong clan praised by everyone, not the man who was full of despair and screaming God in front of him.

"Girl!"

Shennong looked at the girl, shook his head with a wry smile, and went to the next patient's house, his steps were particularly heavy, for fear that he would go, and what he heard was the cry of the clansmen, which meant that another clansman had died in this plague.

(To be continued.) )