After the rebirth of the metaphysics boss, he won in a wealthy family

Being looked at coldly by Izumo, Rao Yan Hebai was beaten by iron, and two holes were almost stared out of his body by Izumo.

On the day Yan Hebai recovered his memory, he was only afraid that Tang Simi would not get used to it when he suddenly learned about it, and would be like Izumo, who was more than polite and respectful, but never got close again.

That's why he made repeated orders to everyone present that day not to tell Tang Simi about him.

Not even half a word will do.

Master Huiming was in the Xiangxie Villa, when he was looking at the causal line on Tang Simi's body, he passed through the one of Yan Hebai, and saw that Yan Hebai was the Son of Heaven.

He also wisely kept his mouth shut, not daring to reveal a word to Tang Simi.

He has a lot of things, and he doesn't know how to tell Tang Simi.

It's that long-lost sentence, and it took him several days to brew it before he said it.

But now it seems that Tang Simi is not satisfied.

Yan Hebai pursed his lips, now he was very jealous of Zhang Huaizhen's mouth that dared to say anything.

If he were a little more frank, would he be able to speak out all the things in his heart like Zhang Huaizhen did.

But regardless of this, I am afraid that he will end up in the situation like Zhang Huaizhen is now.

Only a half wry smile remained on Yan Hebai's face.

He could only explain to Izumo who was looking at him dissatisfied: "If I didn't have that half of the godhead, Miss Tang would have been wiped out 100 years ago."

"That was her fate."

"But in the original fate, she donated two bowls of sweet porridge, which changed my original fate of dying with hundreds of millions of grievances, and also changed her original ending."

Yan Hebai said: "I sent her soul and mine to this world, and we are here now."

Izumo said, "I have the right to trust you this time."

"But you have to guarantee that Tang Simi will be safe and sound this time."

Yan Hebai nodded.

He will not have any accidents with Tang Simi. If he can't do this, he will use the power that belongs to the gods to send Tang Simi's baby form to this world. grew up here.

Now there is no one else in Izumo who can be trusted. Since he nodded, Tang Simi's life can only be entrusted to him.

Izumo asked, "Look at this thing. It's not easy to deal with. He is so big. All the people on this mountain combined must be able to defeat him. Otherwise, you can think of a way?"

Yan Hebai said nothing.

"He figured out a way?" The little beggar let out a sharp laugh: "So what if he is a god? Now the way to return to the gods has been cut off long ago, and his godhead has been divided into two parts." Two, how can he fight me with such a mortal body?"

The little beggar laughed, his expression was full of disdain, and he stared at Yan Hebai from top to bottom.

Looking at Yan Hebai's appearance of being surrounded by stars, there was an indescribable interest in his eyes.

"I really envy you," said the little beggar.

Yan Hebai ignored his emotions, and just replied calmly: "At that time, you were me."

The little beggar laughed, "I have never been you. I have not lived a single day of your good life now. I remember all the hunger, all the pain, and all the suffering in the cold wind."

"In the tenth life, the days when I was looked down upon by others and treated as a dead dog on the side of the road, I have been smoking for a long time. Those sufferings are brewed in my chest. I can even smell the rotten and smelly things myself. .”

The godhead on the little beggar gradually released the light that belonged to the gods.

"Look, it's just such a thing that can cover up the stink on my body."

"Do you know what is the happiest in all my memories? Is that the day when I pretended to be you and used your power to dominate the underworld."

Thinking of those days, the little beggar still couldn't help squinting his eyes, reminiscing quietly.

No one beat him, no one scolded him, and no one even dared to disobey him.

At that moment, the little beggar who was used to a dog that no one cared about by the side of the road didn't even know what he was.

The power was in his hands, and the feeling of being in control made him lose control.

It greedily occupies high positions and abuses rights that should be restricted.

Just because of his carelessness, finally, he revealed his secrets.

But after tasting the sweetest ganli, it is unwilling to swallow another sip of the bitter water of Huangquan.

It already has half of the godhead of the Yin Tianzi, why can't it fight for the other half, and really become the supreme king in the underworld?

This is its ambition and its overwhelming desire.

Yan Hebai is standing here now, looking at this person from top to bottom.

"You know who I am, you do," it said.

Of course Yan Hebai knew that there was no sadness or joy on his face: "Once upon a time, you were me."

Yin Tianzi's calamity is a game between his good soul and evil soul.

The tenth life was indifferent to the world, the world of mortals suffered, and the only ones who gradually grew stronger were the evil spirits.

It wasn't until the end, the bowl of porridge Tang Simi gave him, that he woke up.

It was also at the end of his life that he saw his world, his world of mortals.

Where the gods, concubines and fairies are located, it is like a world of mortals in a fairy world.

So he didn't hesitate, and gave her half of the godhead to protect her from being wiped out in this broken world.

"Now, you are me too." Yan Hebai said.

It is him formed by all the troubles in the world, and it is not something he can discard or throw away.

"No one can deny the evil thoughts in their hearts, even if they are gods, but everyone can face the evil thoughts and restrain themselves."

"Even in the Hall of Yama, where good and evil are rewarded and evil is punished, what the judge punishes is always evil deeds, not evil thoughts."

He spoke so calmly.

Yan Hebai looked up at the sky, and the Sword of Twilight showed disdain.

Izumo is still like an ant on a hot pan.

Although this is the reincarnation of the Yin Emperor.

But when he got here, the dead look on Tang Simi's face did not ease at all.

It can be seen that this cloudy emperor does not know how to help Tang Simi's life.

Tang Simi looked at Izumo's circling around, not only found it very interesting, but also felt Izumo's concern for her.

"You, in terms of concentration, you are not as good as your little apprentice Ling Hua, who pays attention to following the trend in his practice. Look at you, you are so anxious now." Tang Simi said.

Izumo was so angry that smoke was coming from his nose.

"Would you like to listen to what you're talking about?" Izumo said, "I'm worried for you, you said I'm not strong enough."

Tang Simi just smiled, this is not something that can be resolved in a hurry: "If you care about it, you will be chaotic. Last time Linghua was in crisis, you were the same. You bet your life on his chances of survival."

"There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, so you just wait there. I will earn my own life." Tang Simi said, looking up at the sky with her head upright.

Izumo felt in a trance, not to mention that thing is a false god, but a real god, and he couldn't run away without being beaten by Tang Simi.