Zhaoming knew that he was not Pangu, and Xue Yuhua also knew that he was not her young master.

It's just that the two look exactly the same, and in these days, Xue Yuhua always unconsciously regards him as her young master.

Traveling together, resting together, drinking tea together, chatting about certain things together, little by little, bit by bit, all of them are ordinary and simple, but they are exactly doing what Xue Yuhua and his young master have done.

clearly knows that this is Zhaoming, not the young master, but Xue Yuhua always inadvertently treats him as her young master, doing anything for him, without regrets.

She couldn't accept that the young master died in front of her, and she couldn't accept Zhaoming's death in front of her. I don't have the ability to fight, the only thing I can do is to do my best.

She didn't know if she could save Zhaoming, but what she could do was ...... Let yourself die in front of Zhaoming.

After that poignant smile, Xue Yuhua's body went weak and fell weakly. Zhaoming didn't know where the strength came from, so he stepped forward on his knees and hugged Xueyuhua in his arms.

"Girl Snow, Miss Snow!"

Bursting into tears, and silent, at this moment, Zhaoming once again realized what regret is. If he could, he hoped to go back to decades ago, return to Taishan, and firmly reject Xueyuhua's decision to come out together.

The light on Xue Yuhua's body began to slowly dissipate, like ice and snow melting, turning into dust like smoke and mist, and the beauty was heartbreaking.

Stretched out a hand, white, almost transparent, and gently pressed it on Zhaoming's face.

"I know you're not my young master, but I also like the feeling of being around you, especially when you need me. ”

"I've been waiting for my young master in Taishan for too many years, lonely, lonely, and that terrifying cold. It's a pleasure to meet you and make my life so enjoyable all these years. ”

"One thing deceived you. I'm sorry. Actually, my name is not Xueyuhua, my name is Ah Cao!"

"Since it is like a mustard, then it is called Acao, that year, this is the name that the young master gave me. ”

Between the words, Xue Yuhua's eyes were filled with a divine light. It was as if she had penetrated through time and returned to the era she missed. Follow her young master, and that's the whole world.

"I want to ...... I need to rest, Zhaoming, if you meet a person named Chen Pan, please tell him: Ah Cao has been waiting for him for a long time, and he is tired of waiting, so he will find a place to rest first. ”

"I think he'll find my ......"

The face is white. There was a burst of empty light, fading little by little, and a smile appeared on Xue Yuhua's face.

No matter how hard your life is, there will always be times when you think of some people and things, and you will involuntarily smile, and it makes people feel distressed to miss them.

"Ahcao. Ahh

Zhaoming just hugged Xue Yuhua, and the woman in his eyes and the woman who turned into flames in the demon garden seemed to merge into the same person.

This moment. He was afraid, afraid, afraid of the so-called irresistible forces of fate.

The pain in the world is that when you lose it, you will know how to cherish it and miss it. And even more painful. It is the gain and loss after the loss is regained.

It turns out that Ah Cao, I've been back!

A little bit of clear light flew up from Xueyuhua's body, flew into the sky, flew into the sky, and flew into the boundless cosmic starry sky. That already delicate figure. It is getting thinner and lighter, looming.

The divine light in his eyes also quickly dissipated, and gradually became blank.

"The snow of Taishan...... It should be opened!"

The voice was soft, like muttering to himself, and the moment he slipped down, the hand that was caressing Zhaoming's face slipped weakly. The whole body dissipated like frost, turning into a morning mist and flying quickly.

"Ah-cao, Ah-cao!!"

Zhaoming cried out in pain, and then screamed in pain. He was powerless to return to the sky, and he couldn't even treat himself, so he could only watch the pretty figure dissipate.

Heaven and earth were in the same sorrow, the wind was howling, and the immeasurable thunder and lightning were like a downpour of rain and bombarded the ruins of the East Imperial Palace, drowning a qiē.

"Ahh

That whistling disappeared into the thunder and lightning, but it carried the news here like a storm and thunder and lightning throughout the world.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi died, and died in the Eastern Imperial Palace in the Eight Heavenly Buzhou Mountain.

No one knows who brought out this news in the first place, and no one knows what happened in the Eastern Imperial Palace of the Eight Heavenly Buzhou Mountains at that time, and no one knows what the reason for the death of the almost invincible Eastern Emperor Taiyi was.

The only thing I know is that on the East Imperial Palace, the thunder roars in the sky, and there is an endless stream, so that some people speculate that maybe it was the Eastern Emperor Taiyi who attracted the imperial tribulation, but in the end it was a failure of the tribulation.

Some people also speculate that the Eastern Emperor was too angry, killed too much, and did everything in his life against the sky, but now it finally attracted the punishment of heaven and split the East Palace into ruins.

There is so much uncertainty that it is awe-inspiring.

The desolation is so peculiar, like a huge whirlpool, once you enter it, no one knows when you will disappear.

Such an era is always terrifying. The strong ones die faster in many cases.

It's like the former king of the immortal clan, the prince of the east, has become a thing of the past overnight, and he has won the new emperor of the demon clan with his own prestige.

It seems that he was the first person in the Flood Wilderness, the high priest of the Wu Clan, and inadvertently, he died in the hands of Zhaoming, so that the name of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi was pushed down to the pinnacle of this world.

And when the first person of the flood famine inadvertently fell on Zhaoming's head, he was not yet stable, and this new first person of the flood famine went like this again, and disappeared in the immeasurable thunder.

In the midst of the turmoil of rumors, there is one thing that everyone knows: the war on the Flood Desolate Continent is about to start.

When the Eastern Emperor Taiyi killed the high priest of the Wu Clan, the clouds of war were already hanging over this world.

The Wu Clan, this warlike race, is indeed afraid of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi's absolute strength, but it will never be afraid and fearful because of this. They have been waiting, waiting for the birth of the last ancestral witch, maybe only then can they really suppress the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

And now, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi died suddenly, and everything has changed.

Without this strong man who was feared by the heroes of the world, the strength of Heavenly Court seemed to have decreased sharply in an instant. The Wu Clan, maybe it doesn't take the Twelve Ancestral Witches to attack the Heavenly Court.

Nine Heavens, Lingxiao Palace.

Di Jun slapped it with a palm, and directly melted the golden luan table into water vapor, and shouted angrily: "Who can sue me, what happened and why is this." ”

When he arrived at the Eight Heavens and saw the Eastern Imperial Palace bombarded by immeasurable heavenly thunder, he felt that his whole person was stunned.

Unlike the others, he knew that Zhaoming did not suffer because of the so-called Heavenly Tribulation and Heavenly Punishment. There is no doubt that someone must have done it in the shadows.

He didn't know what the people in the shadows had done to bring his invincible brother to the brink of disaster.

All the soldiers in the Lingxiao Hall looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Bai Ze shook his fan, contemplated his eyebrows and pondered, and after a while, he stepped forward and said: "According to the situation reported by the Eight Heavenly Soldiers, there must have been a big war in the Eastern Palace at that time, which caused the imbalance of the vitality of heaven and earth, and there were many strange noises. It's just that the battle is over without waiting for anyone to arrive, so there is no way to know what happened. ”

Bai Ze also took a step forward and said: "It has been a long time since the incident happened, and the Nine Heavens only got the news, not because the guards were derelict in their duties, but because a great supernatural person took action to seal the entrance to the Heavenly Gate, so that people couldn't feel what was happening outside, and the outside couldn't pass the news in." ”

This is the thing that makes Emperor Jun angry the most, the East Palace of the Eight Heavens, just below the Heavenly Palace, is close at hand.

But such a big thing happened, and the entire Flood Desolate Continent knew about it, but he Emperor Jun only received the news just now.

This is simply ridiculous, but it has become a fact, and it makes people hold a breath of depression in their hearts and cannot dissipate.

"Who's it, who is it! You must find out for me, who did it!" Di Jun burst out.

Everyone was solemn, and the emperor at this moment was very different from usual, almost violent. The death of the crown prince and the deposed of Shura have made his heart flutter with successive blows.

Now that his best brother has been robbed, he has lost his normal heart and become angry.

"Emperor of Heaven, now that the Eastern Emperor is dead, I'll wait for ......"

The national teacher Kunpeng Daoren on the side was about to say something, but was interrupted by Di Jun violently: "Nonsense, my brother is not dead, he will definitely not die." ”

"But that day thunder ......"

The Kunpeng Daoist looked entangled, after the accident in the East Palace, the thunder bombardment never stopped. The thunder and lightning were violent and terrifying, although they did not spread to other places, but Rao did not dare to mess with his cultivation.

From there, he didn't feel any breath of life, and couldn't believe that Zhaoming would survive.

Di Jun yelled: "Don't talk nonsense, go check, check it all for me, see who it is, whose hand it is!"

"Yes!"

The generals in the Lingxiao Hall all received the order and retreated one by one.

West.

Once on the sea where Wudao was located, it was already bare, leaving only a statue, the appearance of a celestial maiden, looking at the sky, which was the statue of Houtu that had never been born among the twelve ancestors.

Two stone tears condensed on his face, as if he was sorry for the vicissitudes of heaven and earth.

A figure flew slowly and stopped in front of the statue of Houtu, it was the Ancestral Witch Emperor Jiang.

Glancing up at the Houtu statue, Di Jiang said softly, "Don't you want to come out yet? It's useless to escape." ”

"I'm here today, not to urge you, but to sue you. Donghuang Taiyi is dead, although I don't know how he died, but I have secretly gone to Yaetian to see it, and the rumors are true. ”

"Without him, even if we don't need twelve ancestral witches, my witch clan can defeat the demon clan. Whether you get out or not, in three days, I will declare war on Heavenly Court. The death of the High Priest will be accompanied by the entire demon clan. ”

"Twelfth sister, you can stay alive. ”

After Di Jiang finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but he heard the sound of stones peeling behind him.

"I'd better go together!" (To be continued......)