The moment everything about the Blood Bodhisattva, including the feelings, completely dissipated, a beautiful woman appeared in the deepest part of Di Jun's divine consciousness! This woman was exactly the same as the appearance of Allure, but her temperament was slightly different, and she seemed to be even more cold and noble. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info In any case, Di Jun is sure that this woman is not Allure, although he doesn't know her, but he seems to be familiar with her, it seems that he has seen her somewhere......

At this moment, this woman was lying on Di Jun's chest and was hugged by him. She smiled coldly, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Hmph, Mu, you're really a negative man......"

This person named Mu Di Jun couldn't see the appearance, because he felt that he was this Mu at this time, and he didn't answer this woman, and he didn't say a word.

"I hate you, so let me curse your descendants to be trapped by love and die by love in all their lives, okay?" The woman smiled faintly, even if she smiled, it was cold, but it was beautiful.

"Good. I don't know why Di Jun feels that he is a person who can't smile at this time, but at this moment he is smiling knowingly.

"Kiss me. The woman's lips glowed with a strange red light, and a strange energy fluctuation surrounded her lips, and she could feel the powerful curse contained in this red light!

However, it is unbelievable that Di Jun kissed it without hesitation! The warm lips were pressed together, and the smooth and delicate tongue was entangled...... The powerful power of the curse instantly eroded Di Jun's body and passed it down his bloodline to his only descendant!

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Mahakala Ye quietly looked at the two broken love threads in his hands, and suddenly, these two love threads actually moved by themselves and became entangled with each other for a knot!

"Alas...... It was originally a smooth love thread, but now it has an extra section, I have the heart to cross you, but I don't want to hurt the donor...... Sin, sin...... Whether you can survive this catastrophe can only depend on your own creation......"

The figure of Mahakala slowly disappeared, and the surrounding scene gradually faded. When Di Jun came back to his senses, he had already returned to the fourth-floor hall. Holding the blooming golden bora flower in his hand, he held it above his head, and the huge flower looked like an umbrella above his head, or maybe it was a special umbrella......

The petals of the golden bora flower slowly fall off and turn into dust and return to the earth, and withering does not mean death, and a new flower bone grows back on the original branch. Isn't death a new life?

Di Jun still stood in place with his eyes closed and didn't move, his love was reborn, and the lost memory quickly returned, but it was a little different, but he couldn't tell what was the difference, and if he felt it carefully, it seemed that this memory was more firmly imprinted?

It's good to be firm at all, Di Jun is scared when he thinks about what happened just now, although he doesn't know why he has regained his memory, but it's better to remember than to forget. But if I can recover my memory, it must have something to do with the mysterious woman, right? Who is she?

Recalling Fang Cai's inexplicable memory, Di Jun was sure that he didn't know that woman, who could it be? What does she have to do with Allure? Why does she look exactly the same? Could it be that she is the ancestor of Allure? That cold and glamorous temperament, how can you always feel that you have seen it? Di Jun frowned and thought, and even forgot everything around him, forgetting that he was still fighting.

After thinking about it carefully, Di Jun suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he had indeed seen her before! Just when he was about to die from being tortured by the poison when he first returned to the mortal world, a memory related to this woman also emerged. She killed her ancestors and then died from the trident of a golden-armored man.

Who is this woman? Why is she in her arms? But it seems that it is not herself who is holding her? Not herself, is it the ancestor?!

And the curse? According to legend, the Falling Dust Death family was cursed by the Emperor of Heaven, and the content of the curse is not exactly this? Could it be that this woman is the Emperor of Heaven?

Thinking about it this way, the person who killed the Emperor of Heaven was the second pole of gods and demons! Then the golden-armored man who penetrated the woman was one of the two poles of gods and demons? But it seems that this is not the case in the historical records, the two poles of gods and demons are the last two branches of the nine tribes of the ancient clan, and when they came out to mix, their ancestors should have died long ago, so how could they appear at the same time?

Di Jun shook his head, how could he figure out this ancient thing? What happened Di Jun didn't know, and now was not the time to figure it out.

Coming back to his senses, Dijun looked at Garan, who closed her eyes and didn't move. He took all the magic weapons, including the umbrella in the air. What's wrong with him? Could it be that there are no conspiracies and tricks? With ten Buddha treasures, and one of them is still the Buddha treasure of Mahakalpa, even if Emperor Junxiu is not suppressed, he will not dare to underestimate this person.

"What other means do you have. Di Jun didn't take the initiative to step forward, and asked while standing still.

"You're dying, aren't you?" Without waiting for Jia Lan to reply, Tian Yangsheng, who has always been a professional background, was finally willing to speak.

Hearing this, Jia Lan opened his eyes and looked at the sky. Compared with Di Jun in the first battle, he cares more about this person, because this person can not be seen through his thoughts under the umbrella of wisdom!

"The silver-bodyed thousand-handed clan, I can't imagine that you, a clan that has borne great sins, are still alive. Tian Yangsheng continued, but Garan always looked at him indifferently. And Di Jun didn't know what Tian Yangsheng was talking about.

The silver-body-thousand-handed clan, the ancient alien race who created the art of heavenly craftsmanship, especially loves umbrellas, so almost everything in the clan is made into the shape of an umbrella. Not to mention the shape, their technique of refining magic weapons is really the pinnacle, and the magic weapons of the silver-bodied thousand-handed clan are second to none even today.

However, this clan has strict precepts, and the clan's art will never be passed on, and even if they refine magic weapons, they will be sold in limited quantities at extremely high prices every year. In ancient times, whoever could have an umbrella made by a silver-bodied thousand-handed clan was something worth showing off, but because of this, it also brought devastating disasters to this clan!

High quality, high price, no matter what point the Silver Thousand Hands Clan has, it has attracted the greed of other clans! So many people have exhausted their means and even slaughtered this clan to snatch the magic weapon and the refining technology of the Silver Thousand Hands Clan. So in order to protect themselves, the united silver-body thousand-handed clan jointly created an umbrella world, which only the clansmen can open and use.

All the magic weapons of the Thousand Hands Clan are stored in the Umbrella Realm, and the magic weapons newly created by each clan will also be stored in this Umbrella Realm. Originally, this umbrella world was just to protect the clansmen, and if there was a robbery, all the umbrellas would be put into it.