Hidden God

Chapter Thirty Six

When Ayin said this, the wind blew, and it happened to entangle the two people's long hair, but unfortunately neither of the two heartless ancestors found it.

Kuching was staring roundly at her with such **** and white eyes. She even paused for breathing. For a while, she forgot to annoy her, only a little dazed.

"Hey, A Jin, what am I asking you?"

It is self-evident that the girl's eyes are teasing. This time Kuching saw it clearly. He sighed the child's mind, and somehow he replied in a wicked manner.

"Hua Shu's temperament is casual and generous. It must not be the kind of jealousy. You were raised by me. If you follow me, she will naturally not object."

Ah Yin was taken aback, but he didn't expect Kuching to reply like this. But I've only seen it twice. Does he want to marry Hua Shu as his wife?

The original joke that made fun of Kuching caused a dense sourness in Ah Yin's heart.

Seeing that Ah Yin had no reaction, Kuching knew his righteous remarks, but he couldn't help being a little weird and guilty. He patted Ah Yin on the head and coughed, "What's wrong? You, the little girl is worrying all day long. Go back in the middle of the night and make your way tomorrow." Then he walked towards the campfire.

"Who is the little girl, who is thinking about it?" Ayin hid his eyes in distress, said a few words of Jiao, dull and followed back.

Behind the stone not far away, the little fox raised his paw and touched his chin, rolled his eyes thoughtfully, and then quietly ran towards the campfire.

After that night, the two and a fox had a tacit understanding, and no one mentioned what had happened in Guixu Mountain, and they leisurely set foot on the journey back to Daze Mountain.

At the fairy demon enchantment, a stone dragon stretches for a thousand meters, majestic and majestic.

The head of the stone dragon faces west and the tail of the dragon faces east. If you look closely, you can see that the dragon head is vaguely looking at the direction of Guixu Mountain.

Shilong is surrounded by fairy fog all the year round, and the divine power is strong. After all, Twilight had been the master of the immortal world for sixty thousand years, and his prestige was still there. He was a hundred years after his fall, and very few people would approach the dragon.

A few meters away from the dragon's head, a small cottage stands quietly. The elderly woman sat in front of the thatched cottage and looked at the direction of the dragon head quietly. She has no sorrow or joy, from sunrise to sunset, cycle after cycle, year after year, as if turned into a stone statue, but she is clearly alive again.

When Jing Zhao appeared, he saw a scene that had not changed much in the past century.

She was silent for a long time, and finally stepped forward and spoke softly towards the back.

"Mother Queen."

The woman stayed still.

"I know you don't want to return to the mountain with me. I just want to tell you that the second brother's soul is still with Feng Ran. Although I don't know how long I will wait, my second brother will come back one day. "

After being punished by the ancient gods a hundred years ago, Wuhuan has been guarding this stone dragon not far away. Jing Zhao would visit after a few years, but Wuhuan never spoke again.

The woman's drooping eyes moved slightly invisibly, and the hands covered in her sleeves trembled.

Jing Zhao couldn't see her expression, but she could see her trembling body. She hid the soreness in her eyes and bowed.

"Mother, I'm back to the Xushan Mountain. Take care. When my second brother comes back one day, I will bring him to see you again."

Jing Zhao turned around and wanted to leave, and the person who had been bowing his head finally moved.

"No, if he comes back, you don't need to bring him to see me." The voice was low and dull, but it was a voice that Jing Zhao hadn't heard in a hundred years.

"Mother Queen!" Jing Zhao turned around abruptly, surprised at Wu Huan finally speaking, and surprised at the response.

"I don't deserve to be his mother. If he comes back, tell him..."

Wu Huan got up and walked slowly in the direction of Shilong. Only a few meters away, she was stopped in front of Shilong's vigorous immortal power, and could no longer get closer.

She stretched out her hand, the dragon's body was within reach, but could never be touched.

"He lives a lifetime, the past has nothing to do with him anymore, this time he lives himself just fine."

Wu Huan never turned around, she waved her hand in Jing Zhao's direction.

"Jing Zhao, you go, don't come again in the future, I won't guard him anymore."

Even if Wuhuan is not a **** or immortal a hundred years later, and his power is no longer, Jing Zhao knows that once a decision is made, she will not change.

"Yes, Jing Zhao pays her respects to her mother."

The vicissitudes and sadness of the figure leaning towards Shilong, Jing Zhao knelt down and kowtowed, and quietly left with tears in his eyes.

"Twilight, I don't deserve to be your wife either." Wu Huan finally put down his hand that wanted to touch the dragon's body, and his hoarse confession voice tremblingly sounded, floating in the fairy mist.

Shi Long's eyes looked into the distance, sad and generous, just like these centuries.

Wu Huan glanced at the sleeping Shilong last, and staggered and turned towards Optimus Prime in the depths of the fairy enchantment.

You are willing to endure for me the loneliness of turning into a stone for thousands of years, but I can't let go of my dignity. In my life, why do you deserve to be your wife?

Her figure is still rickety, but there is more persistent conviction, she drifts away and disappears into the depths of the barrier.

In the 213th year of the ancient calendar, people finally set foot on Wentian Road where the ancient true gods remained in the Three Realms.

After nine or nine thunder tribulations, the man was covered with broken bones and half-dry hair.

The moment the ancient world gate restarted, the dazzling divine power illuminated the world.

I heard that the gods of the heavens who rushed to hear the news that day could only hear a faint question from the door of the ancient world.

"The divine punishment has been lowered back then, and you can no longer punish, what else do you have to say now?"

"I was wrong." The silhouette of the figure kneeling in front of the gate was dying, with a weak but repentant voice resounding through the clouds.

"God, I did something wrong."

Nine Heavens God Thunder can refine all things, she has no immortal power to protect her body, and after this journey, her body and soul have almost disappeared.

"Wu Huan has made a big mistake in her life, and the sin is unforgivable. It is really shameless." She kowtowed in the direction of the world gate, her body slowly becoming transparent and disappearing little by little.

"Thanks to the deity's kindness of education, Wuhuan's death is not a pity, I only hope that the deity can save him from the friendship with his mentors and apprentices, so that he will not be lonely for thousands of years and eternal life."

The last word floated at the end of the ladder, and Wu Huan, the queen of heaven who had been in charge of the Three Realms for 60,000 years, turned into nothingness with this sound, and his soul was forever extinguished.

After a long time, a low sigh came from the ancient realm gate, the divine light disappeared, and the ancient realm gate closed again, and everything seemed like it had never happened before.

After that, I don't know what day it was. When the people in the Three Realms found out, the stone dragon that had been guarding the immortal demon enchantment for a hundred years disappeared.

The Three Realms were spreading, and the repentance of the Queen of Heaven finally touched the ancient true god, who saved the emperor Twilight from loneliness for thousands of years.

But no one knows where the soul of the Emperor of Heaven went after breaking the shackles.

Ascended to the realm of the gods? Or fall into reincarnation?

It doesn't matter anymore.

No matter how many things Tian Hou misses in her life, she is the one Twilight chooses to guard after all. The guardian has disappeared, and there is no need for Twilight to exist anymore.

In the ancient world, the Star Reaching Pavilion.

Zhiyang made a pot of bitter tea for the ancients and handed it to her. Seeing her sad look, he smiled and said, "What? I can't bear to send Twilight away?"

Shang Gu took the tea, took a sip, and shook his head, "This is his own choice."

She and Zhi Yang used the power of the true **** to awaken the soul of Twilight sealed in the stone dragon. Twilight is already a god. Although the body is scattered, he can still practice transformation in the ancient world, but he insists on drinking Mengpo soup. Re-entering reincarnation, the ancients and Zhiyang had to follow him.

Re-enter the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and from then on, there will be no Twilight Emperor in the world.

"You had a mentorship with him at the beginning, it's good if you can figure it out."

"The fate of the world is separated, persistence or letting go, it is my choice." The ancients said lightly, she looked in the direction of the Universe Terrace, her eyes as firm as in the past few years.

Zhi Yang sighed in his heart and mentioned Yuan Qi, "Where is this kid A Qi? I heard Ling Juan God said that he shattered the soul of the little phoenix of the Feng clan and was slapped back to Daze Mountain Pass by Feng Ran. Confinement is gone."

The ancients knew Yuan Qi's stubbornness and lawlessness. He shook his head. "He was accustomed to growing up by Feng Ran and Tian Qi since he was a child. Only when he was accustomed to growing up, he would break out of these disasters. After some time Donghua has already soared, and he must have left the Forbidden Valley. I calculated the fate for the little Phoenix. The fate between her and Aqi is destined, and these ups and downs are probably unavoidable."

"Oh?" Zhi Yang became curious, "You have forgotten it? That feeling is good, listen to what you mean, is this the daughter-in-law given it?"

In ancient times, she didn't nod her head. She pondered for a long time before saying: "Feng Yin's fate is affected by A Qi, and now the two fate are mixed together, and they are both enveloped by the power of chaos. I can't count their future."

Zhi Yang couldn't hide his surprise, "How can Feng Yin's fate be affected by Aqi?" Seeing the ancient nod, he got up and looked in the direction of the lower realm, "Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren. Even if we worry about him, he You have to experience it yourself, otherwise, how to bear the heavy responsibility of the God Realm in the future."

He looked back and saw the half-bent leg of the ancients, "Is the injury on your leg really dead?"

The ancients knelt on the stage of the universe for several years, and suffered from old illnesses, but refused to heal the wounds with divine power.

"No, if it weren't for the injury on the leg to remind me, I don't remember how long I waited for him. I have to think about it before I can wait."

Zhi Yang remembered something and asked, "The **** I sent to Ziyue Mountain returned to say that Tianqi was not in the mountain. Do you know where he went?"

The ancient shook his head, "He went back to the Star Harvest Pavilion ten years ago and said he was going to look for an old friend. Why, he hasn't come back yet?"

"No, that's weird. Even he can't find anyone's fate. It took ten years to find out. It seems that this year's Qionghua Banquet will only be hosted by me."

Zhi Yang sighed and took a sip of his tea, quite a little surprised, "I don't know when the four of us will return to the ancient palace together and have a happy drink."

A faint remembrance flickered through the eyes of the ancients. She smiled and looked at the peaceful ancient gods in Guangqiu.

"There will be such a day, Zhiyang, you have to believe that one day they will come back."