"This ......" Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but tremble, and secretly said that the Heavenly Maiden was really angry this time.

On weekdays, she has always shown a quiet and dignified image, and rarely has the opportunity to see her angry.

Unexpectedly, when she started to be angry, it was so terrifying, and the way she proposed was more ruthless than everyone else's, and she had to be resolute.

Obviously, the previous act of the myth, that is, the canonization of the divine concubine, completely angered her.

Otherwise, she couldn't have had such strong mood swings.

At this time, hearing the discussion of the crowd, the myth no longer pretended to be dead, got up from his hands without getting up, and kept jumping his feet.

"Slut, you, you, and you, don't be complacent, don't give this god a chance, once he gets out of trouble one day, he will definitely not have your good fruit to eat. ”

The mythological words were gloomy, and several people were counted one after another, threatening them one by one, without the slightest awareness of the prisoners.

Hearing this, not to mention everyone, they all frowned, and their palms couldn't help but clench a little.

"Wait, Wuqi, brother, you won't really listen to them, you have to treat me harshly. ”

Seeing that Wuqi really seemed to have the intention of erasing himself, this time, the myth was completely panicked.

"Brother, it is said that you and I are of the same age, and when we first met and were young people, we should have sympathized with each other, and we were each other's confidants. In fact, in the final analysis, I am just a chess piece, your real enemies are Qiu, Yan, and Tiandao, they are the masterminds behind all this, and I am just a poor worm who has been manipulated. ”

Speaking of this, the myth couldn't help but burst into tears, and there was a choked throat in his mouth, and after seeing that Wuqi's movements slowed down, he said: "Brother Qi, I don't know if you still remember, in the past, at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, Qianyuanzi, Luo Fu and others were hard pressed against you, and at the moment of crisis, I opened the big array and released you and Mr. Zhuang." And last time, you were trapped by the river of blood, and it was also me, who sacrificed the Blood Transformation Divine Sword at a critical moment to help you get out of the mud and get out of the predicament. To tell the truth, among the people of the same generation, there are only a few of us who can have such achievements today. I'm not afraid of death, but I'm really unwilling, unwilling to fall like this, this is also a loss for heaven and earth, a great loss, kill God brother, what do you say?"

"This ......" saw that the myth looked at him, and the god-killing spear was a little unbearable.

In fact, only at this level can we understand the mood of the current myth, and know that he is not afraid of death.

The main reason is that I can't give up, I can't let go of the hardships I have paid, and it is a pity that it will be wasted like this.

Especially now that there is hope for the sermon, after seeing the light of day, this obsession is even stronger.

However, when he saw that he was expressionless and unmoved, he dispelled the idea of interceding for the myth.

He believed that Wuqi should have made a decision in his heart, and he did not need to speak again.

Seeing that the godkiller had no intention of interceding for himself, the myth turned his attention to Luo Fu on the side.

He and Luo Fu can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, the two have no guesses, and they have known each other since they babbled.

Later, they both worshiped Kunlun Mountain, became a disciple of Qianyuanzi, studied art together, and got along for more than a dozen spring and autumn periods.

Now, Myth has pinned its hopes on her, expecting her to say two good things for herself.

However, Luo Fu also disappointed him, only to see the other party directly glance to the side, not even looking at him.

Just now, just now, the words of the myth were still picking thorns, saying that at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, Luo Fu had chased and killed Wuqi.

Luo Fu is a sensitive person, for fear that he will trouble himself again. At this time, she is already very interesting if she does not fall into the well, how can she act as a good person and intercede for the myth?

The so-called sick and indiscriminate medical treatment, after seeing that no one here will intercede for himself, the myth set his eyes on the distance.

"Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Gu, Mr. Fei, Mr. Zhai, Mr. Que, Mr. Xing, Mr. Zou, Mr. Hui, Mr. Anonymous, can you say a word for me, I am not thin on you. Before, just before, I promised to give each of you a holy throne, and I didn't care about the unhappiness between us. Now, I don't want you to do anything, I just ask you to say a word for me, a word of intercession. ”

After saying that, the myth showed a look of anticipation, hoping that one of these people would be able to say a word for himself.

No more, just one person.

He knows that other people's face, Wuqi may not give it, but these people are exceptions, if they say a word and plead for themselves, Wuqi will definitely not refuse.

However, these people also disappointed him, and he waited for a long time, but there was no response.

At this time, Wuqi's hand became tighter and tighter, and the five fingers had begun to come together, and the myth couldn't help but fall into despair.

"Ahem!"

Suddenly, there were two coughs from Yunmeng Mountain, and then words came out.

"Alas, it's not me talking about you, you're really embarrassed, if it weren't for my fate, I'm afraid I'd have ended up with the Lord of Daozang at this moment. ”

"You ......"

Hearing this, everyone was suspicious and a little unclear, but the myth was that his face changed drastically, and then he never said a word again.

Wuqi shook his head, "Myth, so far, what else do you have to say, do you want to continue to find someone to intercede, as long as you can find someone to intercede for you today, the past matters, this seat can not be investigated, and the punishment for you will be reduced, although you can't be released, but it won't let all your hard work be in vain." ”

"Hehe, no need, you can do it. The myth smiled sadly, then closed his eyes and asked no more of anyone.

"Slowly, slowly, slowly, please listen to the old way

。 ”

At this time, there was a shout in the distance, and immediately after, a large auspicious cloud appeared, with two people standing on it.

These two are both old men, but they are not outsiders, they are the leader of the Daomen, Qian Yuanzi, and the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Ao Guang.

Seeing nothing, the two bowed and saluted, Qian Yuanzi sighed, and then said: "Calculate and calculate, in the end, it is still your heavenly pulse that has the last laugh." I have to admit that I'm old, really old, I have a request, I want to live in your era mansion, I don't know if the sky is willing to accept it?"

"Young Master, since my master can come and there is no longer a threat to you, I hope you will forgive him for his past actions and allow him to enter the Times Mansion. ”

Before, no matter how Ren mythology pleaded, Luo Fu never spoke, but this time, she also begged for mercy.

"Yes. Wu nodded from a starting point, "You are a character, although your cultivation has not kept up with the times, but your vision is still there, don't worry, this seat is not a stingy person, you can move in, not you, Ao Guang can too." ”

"Thank you. The two said goodbye, and then supported each other and walked towards the Times Mansion together.

In the setting sun, they staggered, and their figures were stretched long, long.

During this period, Qian Yuanzi turned back several times, as if he had something to say, but he didn't finish it in one breath just now.

After walking to the gate of the Times Mansion, he stopped again, hesitated for a while, and said: "Cangtian, Lao Dao still has a reluctant request, I hope you can agree, I know that my bad man is deeply guilty, I don't know if I can give him another chance to mend his ways." ”

"Huh?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but be stunned, it was Ao Guang, and their eyes couldn't help showing a hint of surprise.

No one thought that the person who finally interceded for the myth turned out to be Qian Yuanzi, the former teacher of this myth.

You know, not long ago, Mythology still wanted to settle accounts with Qian Yuanzi, if it weren't for Ao Guangyu pleading on the side, I'm afraid the end might not be as good as it is now.

"Yes, Inza said before that as long as one person can intercede for the myth, this seat will let him go this time. Now, since you intercede for him, I should fulfill my promise. ”

After that, without a light throw, he directly threw the myth to Qian Yuanzi without the slightest hesitation.

"Teacher, I'm ......"

At this time, the cultivation of myths has been completely sealed by nothing, and it is no longer as beautiful as before, on the contrary, it is extremely depressed.

He once thought about finding Qian Yuanzi to intercede for himself, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't open his mouth.

Especially before, he still treated his former mentor like that, and helped him embark on the path of cultivation.

Looking back now, it makes him ashamed, and he can't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

"That's it, myth, you don't need to say it, in fact, you and Luo Fu are both proud of their teachers, and they have always been, although you have done something wrong, but whose child has not done anything wrong?

If you wish, you can return to my door. Of course, on the path of cultivation, you can already be my teacher. ”

"No, teacher, you will always be my teacher, I can't stand you all these years, and it makes you feel cold. ”

At this moment, the myth couldn't cry, and before he knew it, he was in tears, and no matter how much he restrained it, he couldn't restrain it.

It was only then that he finally exposed his heart and exposed the most vulnerable side of his heart.

Suddenly, he went back to the past and saw himself decades ago, that time, he also did something wrong, and Qianyuanzi forgave him as he did today.

At this moment, he is no longer the high-flying demon king, the leader of the storm, and the protagonist of the era, but a child.

That's right, in the eyes of Qianyuanzi, he is just a child, just like an ordinary family in the mortal world, a child in the eyes of his parents.

"Thank you, heavens. ”

The old Qianyuanzi face was pleased, he bowed upwards again, and then took out a few things from his sleeve and gave them to Wuqi.

After doing this, he led the myth and, together with Ao Guang, disappeared into the Mansion of the Times, and disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Tianxing Youshu" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~