Five supernatural bosses are vying to marry me

Early the next morning, the group of them was ordered to participate in the ceremony of the witch god's selection. Everyone was sent to the luxurious soup pool. In the pool of hot water, every boy was flushed. He was asked to scrub his entire body clean.

They have never experienced Tangchi before, and they were very unskilled for the first time, not to mention that there are supervisors next to them who seem to be smiling but strictly supervise them. Nan Jing is very skilled, and the boy next to him is still closely following him Seeing his skillful movements, he bit his lower lip and asked him, "I don't know your name yet?"

In fact, Nan Jing probably guessed that this young man was the Emperor of Heaven, but he was too lazy to play this game. He paused and said softly, "Don't you know my name? Is it interesting to play this kind of game like this?"

The boy paused, his cat-like pupils looked at Nan Jing, and the two looked at each other through the hot air. The steam made Nan Jing's eyelashes wet, and Nan Jing's black eyelashes blinked slowly. With an impersonal arc.

"Why don't you remember me? Brother." The boy's voice trembled with pain. He waved his hand, and all the voices were silent for a moment. Even the rising water mist stopped, and the white mist stopped at both sides Between people, separate the two, as if countless hours have passed between the two.

Looking at Nanjing's fair and clear face, the young man murmured as if lost in his soul: "Brother, you forgot my name and everything about me. I've been waiting for you here, waiting for you. You promised me a hundred years ago." Always be by my side..."

"You have to remember me, you have to remember me..."

Because the steaming white mist began to retreat slowly, the water rippled, and the emerald green leaves flying around the soup pond began to retreat rapidly, and kept retreating until the very beginning. When the South Camera hurt, his whole body was dragged to the ground in a body.

Still familiar with emerald-green leaves, Nan Jing's eyes hurt from the bright sunlight, he couldn't help but raise his arms to cover his eyes, and the emerald-like tree on the swaying cloud A young man's clear and proud voice was heard, and the white boots with cloud patterns were dangling on them. Soon, a handsome face poked out from above: "Brother! Why don't you come up?!"

As if conditioned reflex, or involuntary, Nan Jing heard "myself" reply with a bit of sternness: "Phoenix trees are for Suzaku to inhabit, and Suzaku lives for a hundred years. You will be punished by heaven and earth for doing this."

Nan Jing's eyes flickered, some of his memories suddenly revived, and he remembered his relationship with this boy.

A hundred years ago, because the aura became thinner and thinner, there was a huge dispute between the heaven and the earth. People in the earth suppressed countless grievances. To suppress resentment, you need aura, but the aura in the earth needs to be obtained from the heaven, but the sky, to be honest, the aura Not enough either.

The Lord of the Earth at that time was Xie Yi, who was reborn as a ghost and a dragon. Xie Yi was a very indifferent fairy. A group of gods who have been disabled by spiritual qi complained endlessly, and the emperor Yun Lingxiao was devastated every day to deal with these things.

When Tianyun Lingxiao passed by the human world, he found a very young boy. The boy was only 12 years old, with a pair of clear pupils and a transparent color. He had no father or mother and did not know emotions. He searched barefoot all day long like a beggar. While eating, Yun Lingxiao counted and found that this boy was born with a spirit bead, which has the effect of nourishing spiritual energy, but he doesn't know anything about the world, so he is very suitable...

Yun Lingxiao had other thoughts. He took the boy transformed into the spirit bead into the heaven, named it Nanjing, and arranged this spirit bead in the child of his most talented youngest son, Yun Jue. Beside him, Yun Lingxiao and Yan Yuese said to Nan Jing: "I picked you up from the south. You have a pair of pupils like a mirror. The mirror is used for inspection. You call it Nan Jing, the word Lingzhu, and accompany my child to do it." Just a brother."

Yun Lingxiao made this choice with a lot of considerations in mind. Although his youngest son Yun Jue is extremely talented, he is arrogant and easy to cause trouble. No one around him can control him. Yun Lingxiao wanted to train Nan Jing to become his youngest son's scabbard, not only to protect his youngest son, but also to protect Yun Jue. Being an older brother is a perfect identity.

What's more, Nan Jing's aura is very helpful to Yun Jue's practice.

Since then, Nan Jing has become Yun Jue's "brother".

Nan Jing looked at Yun Jue on the branches and leaves. Now he was pulled into the body that belonged to him once, and could only be forced to watch his once ruthless and loveless self grow up with Yun Jue. A dogmatic person, because he is the youngest son of the Emperor of Heaven, and he has a brother who is not good at cultivation but very stable, so he has been protected all the time.

Now a stubborn Nan Jing followed, Yun Jue became even more lawless, everyone said that Yun Jue would cause trouble, Yun Jue didn't care, sat and drank on the precious poinciana above the sky, completely ignoring the heavens and cultivating the sun. According to the drinking rules, she held her sword eyes and said brightly: "Nan Lingzhu, I'm going to Baoguhai sometime."

Yun Jue didn't like to call Nan Jing Nan Jing, nor did he like to be called Nan Jing's brother. It was often Nan Lingzhu who called him Nan Lingzhu, so that everyone in the heaven didn't know Nan Jing's correct name, and they all called him Nan Lingzhu.

Nan Jing didn't have any feelings for the name Nan Lingzhu. He was in his own body and saw a group of people calling him Nan Lingzhu, which felt quite strange.

Baoguhai is the hub of heaven and earth. To go from heaven to earth, you have to pass through Baoguhai. Although this place is a transit place, it is now under the control of the ghost emperor Xie Yi, and the gods in heaven don’t love it very much. Go there, because the ghost emperor often goes to the soup pool in Baoguhai to heal his wounds. When he is healing, there are many guards around the ghost emperor, so it is not easy to mess with.

Nan Jing sighed inwardly, even though he had no memory of the latter, he knew that something would happen to Yun Jue like this. culprit.

Nan Jing followed his previous memories for a while. On this day, Yun Jue went to the human world to buy a sugar man. The Emperor of Heaven did not allow his youngest son to go anywhere except the heaven. Yun Jue was spoiled to the core, and immediately ran to the human world to buy a sugar figurine.

Nan Jing thought to himself that he was really stupid. Yun Jue, a fairy who has lived for a hundred years, seems to be immature and looks like a teenager. , but he just wants Nan Lingzhu to go to the human world to get it, is it because he can't go to the human world, and he vents his anger on Nan Lingzhu, the "brother".

Yun Jue thought that the Emperor of Heaven always said that Nan Lingzhu was stable and sensible, and he practiced spells quickly. Now it was Nan Lingzhu who broke the trouble, so he probably wouldn’t punish him too much. The Emperor of Heaven is coquettishly trying to find a way to go to Baoguhai.

Sure enough, as soon as Nan Lingzhu came back, he was captured by the Emperor of Heaven.

But this time, the Emperor of Heaven was furious, and was so angry that he directly grabbed Nan Lingzhu to the Nantian Gate, and sent someone to whip Nan Lingzhu ten times with the soul whip, and stood in front of Nan Lingzhu angrily, with a pale face: "Nan Lingzhu! I bestowed a spirit bead on you, and let you stay by Jue'er's side to protect him, you can't even do this little thing well! Waste!"

After finishing speaking, the Heavenly Emperor threw the whipped Nan Lingzhu at the Nantian Gate. He did not allow anyone to come and see the Nan Lingzhu, and Nan Lingzhu stayed alone at the Nantian Gate.

Nan Jing is now in Nan Lingzhu's body, he can feel Nan Lingzhu's bewildered emotion, Nan Jing thought to himself, as a Lingzhu, he was taken to heaven to be raised by Yun Jue's side, He probably doesn't understand anything, just imitating others to be a brother, but what is being a brother is just making a weapon for Yun Jue to use at will.

This Heavenly Emperor is really nothing.

But Nan Lingzhu didn't understand at that time.

But Yun Jue understood, he had a big fight with the Emperor of Heaven, and ran over cautiously to help Nan Lingzhu to his residence, took out the wound medicine and applied it to Nan Lingzhu, Nan Lingzhu's fair and green back was tangled. Yun Jue carefully applied medicine to Nan Lingzhu, and the emerald green ointment slowly spread on Nan Lingzhu's back, making him tremble uncontrollably.

Nan Jing also trembled, he wanted to say, Yun Jue, your technique is too bad, your hand is so bad and trembling, don't paint it, let me do it myself.It's a pity that he is now in Nan Lingzhu's body, except for listening and watching, he can't do anything else, even though Nan Lingzhu is his former self.

Nan Lingzhu pursed her lips and endured it. When the medicine was ready, he lay face down. Yun Jue said eagerly, "Don't blame the father, he just lost face with the ghost emperor, and now the situation in the two realms of heaven and earth has changed again." Nervous, there will be a battle sooner or later, father is in a bad mood, so..."

Yun Jue felt a little ashamed when she said that, because Yun Jue also knew that the Heavenly Emperor Yun Lingxiao had just vented his anger on Nan Lingzhu.

Nan Lingzhu suddenly stretched out his hand. At that time, Nanjing was only Nan Lingzhu, and in the world of Nan Lingzhu, there was only Yunjue. In his hand, Nan Lingzhu was lying face down, but now he turned his head with great effort, with a serious look in his light-colored clear pupils: "It's okay, brother Yunjue."

Nan Lingzhu is trying hard to learn to be a good brother, Yun Jue, a young man who has always been proud, cried loudly, and fell into Nan Lingzhu's arms crying, calling Nan Lingzhu brother, after crying a lot, Yun Jue wiped her nose and went to cook porridge for Nan Lingzhu.

Nan Jing sighed in his heart, no wonder he couldn't remember anything, Yun Jue still stubbornly ran to him and called his brother.

However, Yun Jue settled down for a while, and went to Baoguhai secretly, without even telling Nan Lingzhu, because Yun Jue was really afraid that the Emperor of Heaven would punish Nan Lingzhu again, so he ran away by himself.

As soon as Nan Lingzhu got the news, he immediately went to find the Emperor of Heaven, but the Emperor of Heaven took a group of gods to nowhere. .

Facts have proved that Nan Lingzhu's premonition was correct, because Yun Jue will go to Baoguhai regardless of this time, just to find trouble with the ghost emperor Xie Yi. Some time ago, Xie Yi brought a group of ghosts and gods to fight because of the lack of aura in the land boundary. Tianjie forcibly took away the aura, this action seriously hurt the self-esteem of the gods in Tianjie, and Yun Jue couldn't stand it anymore.

The ghost emperor Xie Yi did heal his wounds at Baoguhai’s golden platform. He guarded the resentment for many years, and now the resentment in the land is so thick that it has turned into a river alone. Even Xie Yi’s power suppressed it very hard. As a transit place for spiritual energy and resentment, Taiwan is very suitable for Xie Yi to recuperate.

Standing by Xie Yi's side is his most powerful general—Meng Po Yu Anyan. Yu Anyan is a ghost who turns into a ghost after death. But he himself is a ghost who can never forget the past and the past, and acts very extreme.

Therefore, when Yun Jue broke into the Golden Terrace with a fairy weapon to humiliate Xie Yi, Yu Anyan directly identified Yun Jue as an assassin, and the red gold bead umbrella instantly turned into a stream of light and flew towards Yun Jue. The ultimate move to kill.

In a stream of light, Yun Jue directly blew up the fairy treasures that the Emperor of Heaven had searched from everywhere. Yun Jue felt the murderous aura of this stream of light. Xie Yi, who was pale in the back, thought that as long as I kill Xie Yi, everything will be over, and the heavens can monopolize all the aura, how wonderful.

It was a sword that all the gods were unwilling to mention later. In the fragments of the blown treasure and immortal weapon, in the streamer of light, Yun Jue's emerald green jade crown was blasted, and the fragments scratched Yun Jue's face Injured, Yun Jue raised his sword and rushed towards Xie Yi regardless, all his spiritual energy gathered on this sword.

Yun Jue can hardly remember how he felt at that time. He had too little experience at that time, and he had always grown up under the firm protection of the Emperor of Heaven, the gods, and Nan Jing. He didn't even understand the sword. What does it mean? He only knows that he wants to kill Xie Yi now, so if he does, what's the point?

If it were Yun Jue, who had gone through everything now, she probably would never swing that sword again.

This is the sword that Yun Jue regrets the most. Yun Jue vaguely remembers that the Golden Terrace was the place where Xie Yi practiced his sword when he was a ghost dragon fetus, and Yun Jue wanted to sneak attack on the golden platform to kill Xie Yi.

The water waves of Baoguhai were turbulent, Nan Lingzhu brought thousands of gods to the golden platform, and the snowy light of that sword was reflected in Nan Lingzhu's transparent pupils.

Yun Jue waved his sleeves and puffed up, stepping on the light of the fairy weapon, and drew the sword in one go in the cyclone. The thin and tough sword body was glowing with silvery snow, because Yun Jue swung the sword extremely fast, and the tip of the sword did not tremble. The ground was like a bright sword light, and it arrived in front of Xie Yi in an instant.

"噗嗤—" was the sound of the sword piercing into the body.

Blood shot out violently, and Yun Jue's sword actually hit Xie Yi's heart.

There was madness and rage in Po Meng's eyes. He never expected that the assassin whom he mistakenly thought had broken into the Golden Terrace was actually the youngest son of the Emperor of Heaven, Yun Jue who carried the most precious celestial artifact in the entire celestial world.

And Yun Jue, the proud young emperor, was so reckless that after blocking with one blow, he decided to kill Xie Yi at the moment the fairy weapon exploded.

Yun Jue must die now.

Nan Jing could feel Nan Lingzhu's panic and bewilderment. At that moment, Nan Lingzhu rushed down quickly. He stood in front of Yun Jue and suffered a fatal blow from Yu Anyan.

It hurts, it hurts very much.

Nan Jing just felt the deep pain in Nan Lingzhu's body, the kind of pain that was about to shatter, and Nan Lingzhu was indeed shattered, Nan Lingzhu was originally a spirit bead, he blocked it The left arm of this blow quickly shattered into pieces, fell to the ground, and disappeared in ashes.

Yun Jue fainted.

Nan Jing felt that Nan Lingzhu looked blankly at Yun Jue, the fainted fool, and then Nan Lingzhu vomited blood and said weakly: "Don't kill him, don't kill Yun Jue."

Yu Anyan sneered, took up the umbrella of his red gold bead chain, looked down at Nan Lingzhu who was kneeling on the ground, and said coldly: "Get out of here! I'm too lazy to kill irrelevant people, but if you don't let me go, I'll even kill you!" Let's kill together!"

There was silence on the golden stage. Although the group of useless gods from the heavens came at this time, none of them dared to make a sound. They didn't even dare to contact the emperor to come over. The download is completely over, every god thinks so.

Nan Jing heard his former self, the Nan Lingzhu, which was only a Lingzhu, lowered his head, almost touching his forehead to the cold ground of the Golden Terrace, and whispered to Po Meng: "I can mend the ghost emperor's heart. It's Lingzhu, the purest spiritual energy in the world gathers in me, I can mend the heart, let me mend..."

Meng Po was stunned for a moment, squinted her eyes, and looked at Nan Lingzhu seriously, as if she was considering the truth of Nan Lingzhu's words.

Nan Lingzhu murmured: "Let me fix it, don't kill him,"

"Don't kill him..."

Nan Lingzhu seemed to only know these two sentences, he said over and over again, his heart was blank and blank, his shoulders trembled, but he couldn't even shed a tear, Nan Jing felt an uncomfortable emotion in his heart My heart is on a rampage.

Nan Lingzhu was sad, but Nan Jing knew that at that time, Nan Lingzhu was so ignorant that he didn't even know that he was sad.

Because Nan Lingzhu is just a Lingzhu, he doesn't understand anything.

On the entire golden stage, Nan Jing, who has already experienced human affairs, clearly thought that on the entire golden stage, Nan Lingzhu was obviously the most emotional, stupid and persistent, but all the vague-faced gods here just regarded Nan Lingzhu as objects.

The golden sweet-scented osmanthus flowers are falling from the sky. In fact, the reason why the golden platform is called the golden platform is not because it is full of gold, but because the golden platform is full of sweet-scented osmanthus trees. Trees are the hub for the movement of aura and resentment, and the golden osmanthus flowers fall down like gold.

The Golden Terrace was built by the ghost emperor who didn't know how many years ago, and who didn't know how many previous ghost emperors finally chose the sweet-scented osmanthus tree as the carrier, because the ghost emperor had countless old people who missed him.

So some people speculate that Xie Yi loves the Golden Terrace so much, is it because he also has countless old people who want to miss it?For example, Xie Yi, the former ghost emperor who taught him how to learn swords, but later died in the torment of resentment.

In this dead silence, Nan Lingzhu's forehead rested on the ground of the golden platform, a thin layer of sweet-scented osmanthus had been piled up on his young and trembling back, and Xie Yi, who was on the high position, slowly opened his eyes. After a blink of an eye, he walked up to Nan Lingzhu. It was a pair of black combat boots. Nan Lingzhu raised his head slightly, and he could see Xie Yi squatting down.

Xie Yi, the ghost emperor, can be transformed into armor. Most of the time, he wears scales. The black scales that look like black jade cover Xie Yi. Xie Yi reaches out and lifts Nan Lingzhu's face. Nan Jing saw Xie Yi's face through Nan Lingzhu's pupils.

On that rainy night, Nan Jing thought he was the first to see Xie Yi, but in fact, Nan Jing, who was the Nan Lingzhu, had already met Xie Yi a hundred years ago.

Under the smooth and perfect forehead, the pair of peach blossom eyes looking at Nan Lingzhu directly at Nan Lingzhu. These peach blossom eyes, which are always moist in Nan Jing's eyes, have a vague meaning, and at this time, they are careless. Indifferent and sharp, Nan Jing noticed that there was a triangular golden flashing under Xie Yi's Adam's Apple, stuck there on his neck, full of danger omens.

Nan Lingzhu had no time to care about these at all, he murmured: "I can repair the heart, I can..."

"Even if you repair the heart, you will exhaust yourself, so, do you want it?" Xie Yi's voice was gentle and cool.

The group of useless gods in the heavenly world all looked at Nan Lingzhu when they heard this question, and soon, as soon as they touched Xie Yi next to Nan Lingzhu, their eyes flew away in fright, and they never dared to look at Nan Lingzhu again. Zhu and Xie Yi glanced at each other.

"I want."

Nan Jing heard "myself" answer decisively like this.

Xie Yi narrowed his black jade-like eyes. He is actually in a half-squatting position, at the same height as Nan Lingzhu. Nan Jing suddenly had a subtle liking for Xie Yi.

On this huge golden platform, the group of useless gods regarded the Nan Lingzhu as an object that could save Yun Jue from blame, and Yu Anyan and the group of guards behind him regarded the Nan Lingzhu as a spirit that could mend the heart. beads.

But Xie Yi really seemed to be looking at Nan Lingzhu as a human being.

"Is that so?" Xie Yi suddenly asked Nan Lingzhu casually and warmly, "What's your name?"

Nan Lingzhu paused for a moment, Nan Jing felt an inexplicable sour emotion in the heart of "myself", just for a moment, and soon disappeared, Nan Lingzhu's eyes were blank for a moment, and he opened his mouth and said "ah", looking Xiang Xie Yi said word by word: "My name is Nan Jing, and the name is Lingzhu."

The golden platform was filled with osmanthus flowers, Xie Yi stretched out his hand to pick up the Nan Lingzhu, turned around and waved his hand behind his back, the golden osmanthus flowers whirled and turned into powder and disappeared, Xie Yi said lightly: "In this case, I You are allowed to mend the heart."

"Come on."

Nan Lingzhu stood in a daze for a moment, then quickly stumbled and followed Xie Yi on her numb legs.

Since then, Nan Lingzhu has been guarding the Golden Terrace, and he has never left Baoguhai again. When Xie Yi came, he repaired Xie Yi's heart. When Xie Yi was absent, Nan Lingzhu would go to Baoguhai Seeing what these people are doing in a place close to the human world, sometimes he will learn something from some people.

For example, making sweet-scented osmanthus honey, Nan Lingzhu likes to drink this kind of sweet thing, so she wants to learn how to make it.

Xie Yi didn't restrain him at all. He said that if Nan Lingzhu wanted to get out of Baoguhai, he didn't want to stop him. At first, Nan Lingzhu didn't want to go out. He was afraid that if Xie Yi didn't repair his heart, he would go out by himself, and something bad would happen. , Later, Nan Lingzhu couldn't get out.

Nan Lingzhu consumed too much spiritual energy to repair Xie Yi's heart, and Nan Lingzhu became weak. He couldn't go south to Baoguhai to go to the human world, and there was no spiritual energy to support him to go to the heaven. The world was full of resentment , let alone Nan Lingzhu.

He was trapped in Baoguhai, but Nan Lingzhu felt that there was nothing wrong.

Nan Lingzhu gradually became acquainted with the ghosts and gods that come and go. First of all, Yu Anyan, the Meng Po who often goes in and out of Baoguhai. Yu Anyan is the strongest ghost besides Xie Yi. Accustomed to Nan Lingzhu's dead-headed look, he always came to provoke Nan Lingzhu.

Once when Yu Anyan got the news, he deliberately ran to Nan Lingzhu with a killing spirit and said, "You know, the Young Emperor Yunjue you were protecting had three big fights with the Emperor of Heaven, and after being beaten up, It stopped, and it is said that your name was never mentioned again."

Yu Anyan sneered and said: "You give everything for him, and he can give up on you if he gets beaten up."

For Yu Anyan, the group of hypocrisy and trash in the heavenly realm suppressed their resentment all the time, causing many ghosts and gods to scatter their spirits, and they all deserved to die.

When Nan Lingzhu heard this, she said "Oh" indifferently, indicating that she knew it, and then left.

But was stopped by Yu Anyan, Yu Anyan looked at Nan Lingzhu extremely, the red tear mole at the end of his eye was beating angrily, he sneered coldly: "Nan Lingzhu, you are just a Lingzhu, you really don't know how to love and hate .”

Nan Jing felt a prick in Nan Lingzhu's heart, even a Lingzhu would still hurt.

"Yu Anyan." The indifferent and tidal voice came, Yu Anyan looked at Nan Jing's sharp eyes, and the red tear mole at the end of his eyes jumped, and seeing Nan Lingzhu's expression, he said sorry and left quickly up.

Under the osmanthus flowers all over the sky, Xie Yi came from the dark place, his clothes were still stained with blood, and there was a damp smell mixed with the sweet osmanthus fragrance. Looking at Xie Yi, and seeing Xie Yi for a while, Xie Yi seemed to be weaker.

The situation outside was so tense that it was about to explode. Even if Nan Lingzhu stayed in Baoguhai, he could still feel the imminent breath of the war between heaven and earth.

Xie Yi approached a little closer, stopped at the place where Nan Lingzhu shot, and said casually: "Next time if Yu Anyan provokes you again, just call back, and I will tell him not to fight back."

Nan Jing thought that Yu Anyan might not necessarily listen to your orders.

This time Nan Lingzhu thought Xie Yi was here to mend his heart, and Nan Jing thought so too, but Xie Yi didn't. When it was dawn, he left in a hurry.

Nan Jing actually wanted to ask Xie Yi if he had thought of some old friend, but if Nan Lingzhu didn't speak, he couldn't speak.

Soon, the news of the war between heaven and earth came, and Bao Guhai was not affected at first. Xie Yi sometimes came back to the Golden Terrace to discuss matters. He never avoided Nan Lingzhu, and of course Nan Lingzhu would not deliberately listen.

Yu Anyan has restrained himself a lot from Nan Lingzhu since that night. Sometimes Yu Anyan would bring some gadgets from the human world to Nan Lingzhu when passing through Baoguhai. A silent apology.

About a year later, when Xie Yi returned to the Golden Terrace covered in blood, the blood pouring out of Xie Yi's heart wet the osmanthus flowers scattered on the ground. Nan Lingzhu was rarely flustered. Nan Lingzhu knew that Xie Yi The heart wound was not healed, but Nan Lingzhu didn't expect that it was this weakness, but the gods from the heavens aimed at Xie Yi's weakness.

Nan Lingzhu wanted to use spiritual energy to save Xie Yi, but Xie Yi's heart was like a hole that couldn't be filled no matter what.

"Don't give me any more spiritual energy." Xie Yi pushed Nan Lingzhu directly, Xie Yi raised his eyes casually, he saw Nan Lingzhu's flustered expression, but he found it a bit novel, Xie Yi, as the ghost emperor, Many people wanted him to die, and he was in charge of many people's deaths, but no one stubbornly wanted him to live.

Obviously it's just the spirit beads in the mouths of many gods.

Xie Yi sat up, not paying any attention to the wound on his heart, he said to Nan Lingzhu in a low voice: "It's okay, everything will be over soon."

Since Xie Yi said it, it must be true, because Xie Yi did something extreme. He cut off Kunlun with a single sword, and directly caused a hole in the heaven to explode, and all the spiritual energy fell into the human body. World, this battle of ghosts and gods is over.

Except for some small aristocratic families in the heavens, all the gods are almost dead, and of course the land is not much better. Yu Anyan died in the final battle, and his soul seems to have been reincarnated. Is it really reincarnated?

Nan Lingzhu later learned from other people that the proud young emperor Yun Jue had lost his father and elder brother, and Yun Jue himself had to suffer so much from the fire that he survived in the body of Suzaku and became the new Emperor of Heaven.

But these have nothing to do with Nan Lingzhu. During the long process of exhausting his aura, Nan Lingzhu has become very weak.

One day, there was a rare heavy rain in Baoguhai, because the transformation of spiritual energy and resentment was less, and there were fewer sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in Baoguhai. Osmanthus fragrans are floating in the lonely sea.

Baoguhai, an island outside the mundane world at the transition between the world and the earth, was shrouded in golden sweet-scented osmanthus and swirling rain that day.

Yun Jue chose such a day to break into the golden stage, and the gods in the heaven were almost dead, Yun Jue was not so much alive as alive like crazy.

Then, Yun Jue rushed to the highest point of the Golden Terrace, but only saw Nan Lingzhu wrapped in brocade and looking pale and on the verge of death.

"Brother..." Yun Jue held the weapon in his hand, and the divine halberd that had killed countless ghosts and gods knocked to the ground, making a bang.

Yun Jue thought that Nan Lingzhu was dead, but he didn't expect that he could see his last "relative".

Nan Jing sighed inwardly, Yun Jue's body was full of wounds, the white background with gold rims and embroidered cloud pattern celestial gown was full of blood stains, her delicate and beautiful face was full of gloomy hatred, She is no longer a fairy at all. At that time, Yun Jue would cry loudly, but now Yun Jue will definitely not cry.

Xie Yi, who came over after getting the news, saw the scene of the two quietly looking at each other.

Yun Jue's eyes were red. He wanted to ask Nan Lingzhu how you were doing, why he was still in Baoguhai, and Nan Lingzhu...whether he wanted to be his brother.

When Xie Yi saw Yun Jue, Yun Jue swallowed all the words he wanted to say, and raised his weapon directly to kill Xie Yi. Said: "Humanity will prosper, and there will be a great war when the heavens and the earth run according to the heavenly way. Now that it is over, why are you still obsessed with it?"

"You killed my father!" Yun Jue's eyes were red, and she gritted her teeth against Xie Yi's attack. Yun Jue's divine halberd burst into bright flames, and Yun Jue said hoarsely, "Xie Yi! You obviously don't have to kill him!"

Impossible, Nan Jing thought, from what he now sees, Yun Jue's father, Yun Lingxiao, is an outright selfish character, and Yun Lingxiao is a copy of Dong Xiuming, if the land doesn't resist, Yun Lingxiao will definitely make an inch and kill more spirits.

"Yun Jue," Xie Yi said calmly, "You also killed me back then, if it wasn't for Nan Jing, I would be killed by you now."

"Oh, stop fighting!"

Suddenly an old voice came from the sky, Nan Jing looked over curiously, and saw an old man with white hair driving down a crane not far away. Li: "Emperor Fengdu, I have long admired you."

Xie Yi replied politely: "Fate Master, you are here."

Zhenjun Mingli waved his fly whisk, looked at Yun Jue and sighed: "Emperor, I have been calculating for a long time, and I will definitely not be able to get a result. Now that the war is over, the spiritual energy will recover after a hundred years. Or how to distribute spiritual energy in the land, the key is not the result of the war, the key lies here."

Xie Yi's damp voice carried a hint of laziness: "Oh?"

Mingli Zhenjun didn't give a damn, he turned around and pointed to Nan Lingzhu who was looking at this side, and said firmly: "The key lies in him!"

Yun Jue frowned, looked back at the pale Nan Lingzhu, and said softly, "Nan Lingzhu? Brother?"

Xie Yi leaned against the wall, his peach blossom eyes casually glanced at Nan Lingzhu, and slowly corrected Yun Jue: "It's not Nan Lingzhu."

"It's Nanjing, word Lingzhu."

Nan Jing suddenly thought that Xie Yi had never called him Nan Lingzhu, but always called him Nan Jing, and Nan Jing's heart skipped a beat when he was shrunk in his body.

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