Sexy! Secretly sweet! Black Moonlight dressed as a yandere!

Chapter 217 Main God Lotus Palace Finale

A person who cultivates immortality has a long lifespan. If he continues to practice and make breakthroughs, his time will not be exhausted.

Silian woke up and suddenly returned to the Nine Heavens God Realm. What she saw was noble gold and elegant white.

Rong Yan is not here.

The memory has not been taken away.

Therefore, Silian remembered this life very clearly.

Without Gu Xueting, who had been with her for thousands of years, Silian felt a little sad.

"Little master, little master!"

Xiaohong, oh, no, Jiangyi also returned to the God Realm with him.

The small red snake with shining scales and bright colors fell to the ground and transformed into a baby-faced boy, and then told Silian that he had sensed the same power from the divine world in this life.

"Xiao Hong, are you saying that all the people I have encountered in my past tribulations are... the same one? Are they all the incarnations of a certain god above the nine heavens?" Silian's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes!" Jiangyi nodded sharply, "At least the golden light that protects the body comes from the same god!"

In fact, the memory of the first two lives has been blurred, and Silian can only roughly remember their names.

However, Silian remembered this life very clearly, and he couldn't help but wonder, had he ever had such a romantic and heartfelt romance with that person in those two lives?

Silian herself was very curious, and because she was pampered by Rong Yan, she was fearless, so she hooked her finger at Jiang Yi and said, "Rong Yan is not here, so let's secretly go to the sacred tree to look for my memories of the lower world."

Jiangyi reminded, "Little Master, if the Lord of God discovers..."

"Don't worry, I will tell Rong Yan when the time comes that I was the one who forced you with the sword. If there is any punishment, I will bear it!" Silian thought to himself, the most he could do was get beaten by Rong Yan.

The sacred trees are luxuriant and beautiful, and each one carries the memories of immortals and gods from past dynasties in the lower realm. It looks like they are passing through a floating world.

A kind old man's face appeared on the sacred tree, "It turns out to be His Highness Honglian, what do you want here..."

"Shuweng, I want to see the memories of my previous two lives in the lower world. Please help me find them." Facing the elder who has lived for countless thousands of years, His Highness was very polite.

The sacred tree replied in an old voice: "Your Highness, the memories of your tribulations are not stored with me."

Silian tilted her head in confusion, her eyes full of innocence and brightness, "How could it not be?"

The sacred tree said: "Perhaps you should ask the Divine Lord..."

Silian suddenly realized, "Yes, Rong Yan must have guessed that I would be curious and come looking for him secretly, so he hid it on purpose! I knew it!"

At the end of the sentence, His Highness couldn't help but clench his fists and his cheeks bulged.

Since the memory of the calamity was hidden by Rong Yan, Si Lian took Jiang Yi and left the sacred tree.

The Eternal Divine Tree closed its eyes again.

Everything returned to calm.

Silian had no choice but to go to Siming Palace to look up the classics.

Siming Shenjun had a grimace on his face and refused to let go of his wordless book, "Your Highness, this is a secret and I cannot show it to you. If you are involved in cause and effect, the little god will not be able to explain it to the Lord."

"Okay, I won't embarrass you. I won't read this destiny book." Silian changed the question, "During this period, besides me, who else has experienced tribulations in the lower world?"

Siming Shenjun said: "Then there is only...the God of War beyond the Nine Heavens."

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Silian directly raised his sword and broke into Jiuxiaoyunwai to find the door, without even taking Jiang Yi with him.

The God of War is handsome, but he is very masculine. At least... he looks nothing like Gu Xueting in appearance or temperament.

Silian felt a little unsure and stopped a few steps away from the God of War.

Is this really the divine king with whom he had a deep love affair in the lower realm?

"Fu Shidu?"

"Lu Xinghan?"

"...junior brother, Gu Xueting?"

Every time he takes a step forward, he calls out a name.

The gods of war didn't react much, and were even a little surprised by Silian's arrival, "Your Highness, why are you visiting Jiuxiaoyunwai?"

Because Rong Yan raised him as his son, the gods had to honor Silian by calling him "Your Highness" when they saw him.

Silian had already walked up to the God of War, "...Don't you remember any of these names?"

"They all sound like mortal names." The God of War shook his head, "I have never felt familiar."

But Xiaohong is his companion beast and will not lie to him, and Siming does not dare to lie to him. During this period of time, apart from him, the only person in the lower realms of the Nine Worlds was the God of War...

Silian looked closely at the handsome and masculine face of the God of War, and suddenly grasped the lapel of the God of War's chest. He licked his lips and took a deep breath.

Stand on tiptoes and close your eyes.

Thought:

Just give it a try and die!

The God of War was immediately frightened!

What does this little ancestor want to do? He didn't dare to touch the pretty little red lotus raised by the Lord of God!

The time was originally very short, but at this moment it became very long. Just when Silian was about to kiss him——

A burst of colorful wind swept across the sky, and Silian's waist was rolled up by a dark silver-patterned ink sleeve, and he was suddenly carried away some distance.

The god with shining silver hair opened his lips slightly, his voice was neither sad nor happy, and there was not much emotion to be heard, "Your Excellency God of War, the child is not sensible, please excuse me, I will take him back right now."

The frozen God of War suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Master God, you're welcome."

There are thousands of changes in the divine machine, and thousands of phantoms.

When Silian heard Rong Yan's voice, he opened his eyes and found that he had returned to the top of the gods from beyond the sky.

"...Rong Yan?" Silian gasped softly, "Hey, you hurt me."

The silver-haired and ink-clad god restrained the slender waist and almost broke it, but his expression and tone were extremely indifferent, "If I hadn't appeared, would Little Lotus have kissed me?"

Silian: "..." In fact, he regretted it at the last moment.

However, I can't tell Rong Yan.

He raised his face and said with a bit of arrogance: "Who told you to hide my memories of the calamity in the lower world!"

"Is this short life of mortal life important to you?" Rong Yan raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch Silian's face, but his fingertips stopped an inch away from his face.

Silian nodded, "It's very important. Besides, Xiaohong said that the people I met in several lifetimes may be the same god. I want to know who he is."

"What if I told you...it was me?" the god said.

Silian was so shocked that she opened her mouth slightly, her thoughts were disrupted by the collision, but she subconsciously grabbed his sleeves, "No, no..."

"How could it be you? Rong Yan, you lied to me, right?"

"This is not true at all..."

The indifferent and ascetic Ancient God Taiyuan made it impossible for Silian to connect him with the person with whom she had a romantic relationship.

Silian bit her lip and said, "I don't believe it."

Rong Yan lowered his head and kissed him.

The god slowly invaded Silian's lips and teeth, "Well..."

Finally, the god unfolded the dark silver-lined ink sleeves, circled the soft waist wrapped in bright red silk, stepped out and kissed the corners of his shining eyes, "Do you believe it now?"