Since the marriage of Xiaoyao and Ling'er, there has been a boom in weddings among the human race. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The battle between the human race and the demon race is still in a stalemate, but the overall stage is still calm, but the earth is beginning to show its power, and the mountains and rivers with the earth are becoming more prosperous, although the aura is still not the day after tomorrow, but it is denser than before.

There are also monks who are slowly stepping on the path of cultivating the immortals, some are choosing the existing mountains and rivers, and some are choosing to gather the earth and form their own veins.

Ten years later, Ling'er gave birth to a daughter named Yao'er.

Fu Xi entered the posture of retreat, and devoted himself to the Hetuluo book, which seemed to have been enlightened, and the birth of innate gossip was just around the corner.

Although Fuxi is the co-owner of the human race, he has not interfered in the affairs of other human tribes, although Fuxi has retreated, but the affairs of the human race are still running, and Fuxi City is maintained with the help of some clan elders.

Of course, there will not be any uneyed people who will come to Fuxi City to make trouble.

Until the battle with the demon clan was lost.

Several Da Luo of the ape clan have made a move, as well as the scarce monkey clan of the ape clan, the four monkeys of the mixed world are more powerful than the other ape clans, and in the past, Fu Xi took the lead and led the personal clan to fight against it.

But now that Fu Xi has entered the retreat stage, he has chosen a good time.

Originally, Xiaoyao and Ling'er planned to travel through the wilderness, but the birth of their daughter slowed down the pace, and then the defeat of the Terran army.

In the Nuwa Temple.

"Holy Aunt, now that my father is in retreat, can't my mother help?" Ling'er asked, Ling'er has really grown up, hugged Yao'er and asked Shenggu, now she naturally knows the news from Fuxi City in the past few days.

There were also many monks from Fuxi City who rushed to the front line to fight with the demon clan.

"Ling'er, you have also set foot in the cultivation world, so naturally you should know the identity of Niangniang!" Shenggu said, both of whom are human races, she is naturally worried about the war between the human race and the demon race, but it is absolutely impossible to want Nuwa Niangniang.

If it's just that some big demons and the human race have some disputes, Niangniang can make a move, but this is a battle that the clan only sees, and Niangniang spoke a long time ago and will not interfere.

"Knock, knock, knock!" The bell in Fuxi City rang again, this was the seventh ring Ling'er had heard in the past few days, and naturally the situation was still urgent on the front line, and there were monks coming back to ask for help.

And this bell represents the high-level deliberations in Fuxi City, and Fuxi City is about to send people to the front line.

Yao'er slept sweetly in Ling'er's arms, not affected by these external factors at all, and had no choice but to leave and go to her residence.

Return to your residence.

Xiaoyao, who was reaping the merits, looked at Ling'er with a sad face and asked, "What's wrong?"

Putting Yao'er into the cradle, Ling'er walked over and lay on Xiaoyao's shoulder: "Brother Xiaoyao, did you hear the bell outside?"

Listening to Ling'er say this, Xiaoyao naturally knew why Ling'er was so sad, and it turned out that he was worried about why the ape clan was at war, and it could be said that this was the biggest enemy encountered by the human race since its outward expansion.

At the beginning, he and Ling'er were hunted down and killed by him, and they could be regarded as indirectly participating in some wars.

"Now my father is in retreat, but my mother can't make a move! It's just that my human race is not enough, and the highest cultivation so far is only the generation of Jin Xian, or the martial arts Jin Xian, but some of the human races that survived the war between the demon race and the human race. "As she grows older and keeps coming into contact with the things of the human race, Ling'er naturally understands more.

Since its birth, the human race has encountered two battles with the demon race in a row, one is a one-sided slaughter, and the other is resistance, but after all, it is not as good as the demon race in the wilderness.

And this time, although the demon race is not all like this, but I didn't expect the human race to even defeat one of the demon races, you can imagine how tragic the human race was against the demon race at the beginning.

Although Xiaoyao has no contact, he has five junior disciples and one junior nephew, and he is the head of the human race at the beginning!

However, since he was the Yin God of the fiefdom, he did not meddle in the affairs of the human race.

"Don't worry, Ling'er, as soon as my father comes out, these will be solved!" In fact, all the human races know such a thing, as long as Fuxi is out of the customs, then even if the war with the ape clan cannot defeat the other party, it can maintain a "peaceful" state.

Although I know, but the Terran warriors are still one after another continue to rush to the frontline battlefield, the opening up of the Terran territory is exchanged for countless blood, and naturally it also needs to be guarded with countless blood, so that the Terran warriors who died at the beginning will not be restored.

If it weren't for the continuous improvement of the institutions of the underworld, otherwise those dead human races would be afraid to guard the human race with ghost cultivation, although the yin veins and the earth veins are fused, but the yin soul can't stay in the yang world after all, this is to disrupt the order of yin and yang.

Unless it's in some specific environment, such as Baimin Mountain.

"But ......" Ling'er's face was still gloomy, from the first time she left Fuxi City, followed Xiaoyao on the road of cultivation, and traveled through the wilderness, Ling'er saw countless human races struggling for the development of the human race.

Some human races have gone crazy in order to have high-level power, and there are also many human ghosts who have turned to ghost cultivation and fallen under the catastrophe of ghosts and immortals.

But she knew, and she also participated in it, and did her part, but it was not enough, she was the daughter of Fu Xi, the co-leader of the Terran race, the princess of the Terran race, and she had never thought of these things before.

I never thought about the changes when the Terran leaders from all over the tribe came to worship Fuxi and Nuwa every year, but in retrospect, it seems that the Terrans who came were all young people, and it was basically difficult to see the existence of old people.

When I traveled, I learned that some of the Terrans knew that their destiny was coming, and they also wanted to exert their residual heat to make the last dedication to the Terrans.

"Ling'er!" Xiaoyao said softly, stroking her vest.

As a princess of the human race, she also has her own responsibility for the human race, she didn't know it before, but now that she knows it, and she also has such an ability, Ling'er wants to do her part.

"Brother Xiaoyao!" Ling'er said affectionately to Xiaoyao, her face was very serious, her eyes were firm, this was already a certain determination in her heart.

Looking at such Ling'er, Xiaoyao naturally knew that Ling'er had made a decision in his heart, and he saw it when he traveled through the wilderness, although he was not a human race, but he was now with Ling'er, and the husband and wife were one.

"Ling'er, no matter what decision you make, I will support you!" Xiaoyao said softly.

"I'm sorry, Brother Xiaoyao! Wait for my father to get out, it's fine! I can't watch them ...... like this" As a relatively high cultivation existence among the human race, Ling'er is now planning to fight with the ape clan and go to the front line.

Not to mention resisting the ape race, but at least let the warriors of the human race go on like this.