[Honghuang] The days before sanctification

The whole body was covered in blood and tears only for his wife, if he knew at that time that the day of his return would be the time when his wife disappeared.

He doesn't regret leaving home, he doesn't regret shooting the demon prince, he only hates himself for being late!

He didn't cultivate Yuanshenkong and had a strong physical body, watching his wife fly into the sun.

"Chang'e!"

The voice of his wife is still in his ears, and he wants to chase her away even more, but...

His lips were chapped and his body was purple and swollen, panting heavily, Hou Yi lay powerlessly on the ground, staring at Chang'e who ascended into the moon, and murmured his wife's name while his eyes were dazed.

When Zhu Rong and Qiang Liang arrived, or if they were a little later, maybe the big witch Houyi would be gone.

The lunar yin, which is far away from the sun, is the brightest and brightest among the stars in the sky.

The sun is barren, and there is a tall laurel plant, whose branches and leaves are green and ancient, covering thousands of miles. Beside the laurel is a white palace, emitting a gentle light in the darkness.

A woman like the moonlight suddenly appeared on the moon, her face was mournful, and she looked straight at the prehistoric land.

"See each other but not see each other, love but not stay together. Xihe. Xihe!"

The mournful voice echoed, and the plain and elegant woman clenched her nails into her palms with both hands. The dark red blood slipped from her hands and dripped on the moon, but she saw the laurel fruit falling from Chang'e's body, which happened to mix with Chang'e's blood, and slowly Form a snow-white rabbit!

The congenital fruit is born of spirituality, and it is formed by drinking Chang'e's blood, and it is connected with Chang'e's blood.

Snow-white plush, with long ears, it hops and hops, stops at Chang'e's feet, looks up at Chang'e, blood-colored eyes are crystal clear and worrying for no reason.

Chang'e looked down at the white rabbit and met those pure eyes, tears could not stop falling down.

He hugged the white rabbit into his arms with his hands, only to see Houyi being taken away by Zhu Rongqiangliang on the prehistoric land, biting his red lips tightly and turning around, step by step as if pressing gravity.

The laurel has dense branches and leaves, and the canopy of the tree is about hundreds of feet long, covering the sky and the sun. Standing under the canopy, you can't see the stars outside the sun.

A crystal white fruit suddenly appeared in the left hand, and flew to the laurel rapidly, and instantly turned into a tall man, holding a giant axe, and slashed at the laurel.

However, laurel is an innate thing, how can it be cut off easily?

"Changxi." The laurel branches shook, and suddenly a deep voice came.

Laurel has a spirit, and he and Chang'e, or Chang Xi, were born together.

"It's just a thought. The Moon Palace is bleak, and it always needs... more voices to be lively."

"...As long as you're happy." Yuegui said after a moment of silence.

What is love?I just want to be with you forever.

Chang'e looked at the big man who was struggling to cut down the tree, but he looked exactly like Hou Yi from the side!

"After all..." It wasn't Houyi after all.

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In the Chaos Palace, in the dark space, I saw that complicated and noble palace emitting light, like a guide.

On the cloud bed, there was a beautiful woman in a purple palace dress with a high cloud bun, suddenly said, "Jiufeng, my elder brother and nephew are coming, you go and greet them."

"good."

The wide square in front of the Wa Palace is full of lush greenery, and the birds and beasts are flying away.

Fu Xi brought Qing Yun down to the cloud head, and saw a young woman waiting for her.

"Your Majesty knows that the Great Sage and Fairy are coming, and she ordered me to wait here."

"good."

Jiufeng led Qing Yun Fuxi to the palace, and all the way through pavilions, towers and pavilions, thinking about Penglai Biyou Palace and Kunlun Yuxu Palace, each has its own characteristics and cannot be compared.

"Jiejiao Qingyun, I have met Uncle Nuwa." Walking into the hall, Qingyun bowed.

But seeing the beautiful woman on the bed of Yun opened her eyes, a pair of eyes faintly smiled when she saw Qing Yun, and said, "When I first saw you as an incarnation, I don't know how old I am when I see you again."

Thinking of his audacity when they first met, even Qing Yun, who had a thicker skin, blushed.

Seeing this, Nuwa stopped joking, and turned to Fuxi with a chuckle, "Brother put the qin on me a few days ago, but today I get it back?"

Hearing this, Fuxi was overjoyed and said, "But did you find Kui Wensi?"

"Exactly, I have refined it into it." Raising the plain hand, I saw a guqin, which has no special features but exudes a long-distance tranquility.

Caressing the guqin with light hands, singing softly, the heart and mind are connected, and the eyes are full of kindness.

"Thank you, Saint."

Seeing her brother's sincere joy, Nuwa also smiled and said, "Why be polite."

After continuing the conversation with her elder brother, Nuwa looked at Qingyun again and said, "I met you in a hurry when I first met you, and I didn't give you any etiquette. See you today. As an elder, I will give you a treasure."

A hairpin flew out from Nuwa's hair, shining brightly and brilliantly.

"This thing's name is Xuanqi, and it's one of the Houtian. Although it doesn't have the power to attack, it has extremely strong defense. I see that your cultivation level is not high enough, so this hairpin can protect you."

Qing Yun took the hairpin, couldn't put it down, and said happily, "Thank you, uncle."

After a while, Qingyun noticed something strange in the hall, turned his eyes, and said with a happy smile, "I see the beauty of the master's dojo, which contains the meaning of Taoism. I beg the master to let me have a look."

"Good." Nüwa nodded and called Jiufeng to say, "Take my nephew and nephew for a walk in the garden."

"good."

Jiufeng led Qingyun away, and the atmosphere in the hall was dull.

"I know that elder brother didn't come here for Qin." After a pause, Nuwa continued, "I can't participate in the affairs of the demon clan."

"Of the ten princes of the Yao clan, there is only one. They all were shot down by people from the Wu clan. I am afraid that there will be another battle."

"Teacher made a covenant for ten thousand years. Although the two clans of Liches have already regained their vitality, the teacher has personally set the restraint, so they dare not disobey!"

"I know what my brother means. My brother is worried that Dijun will send the little Jinwu to me, and I will be drawn into the sage's plot by him."

"Fusang Island has the congenital treasure River Map Luoshu and the Donghuang Bell. On the prehistoric world, except Yuanzi's book in Wuzhuangguan Town, it can be destroyed quietly by the power of the earth veins. I really can't think of any quasi-sage. A magic weapon can break two innate treasures."

"If you talk about the Wu clan..." Fuxi shook his head and said, "Others don't know, how can we not know that Houtu's magic weapon is nothing compared to her. The Wu clan doesn't cultivate the primordial spirit, if it cultivates the primordial spirit, it may be able to refine the body." Incarnation, the cultivation level is equivalent to the body."

"I saw the way of heaven, and saw that Xixi Zhunti had passed through the sky over Fusang Island in the East China Sea." Nuwa hesitated for a moment, and said, "But it was just passing by!"

Surprised, although Fuxi is not a saint, he is not an ignorant person.

His face was unpredictable, he opened his mouth to speak, and he said dryly after a while, "Could it be... the way of heaven?"

"I'm not sure." Nuwa nodded, her face still indifferent, and said, "We are sanctified to maintain balance. I have no intention of participating in the luck competition, while the other five saints are watching each other."

"If you are really ready to make a move, now..."

"Now Shouyang Mountain, Kunlun, and Penglai shouldn't be so peaceful."

"It's just that I saw my nephew just now, and saw that her body is entwined with the luck of the two clans of liches. It seems that the way of heaven has made a choice for the saints of all parties."

Fuxi was silent, and he said after a long time, "We will eventually become the monster clan. Although Taiyi and I are dirty, we don't want to see the monster clan so silent in the prehistoric world."

"The monster race has become weak." Nuwa sighed, "If Emperor Jun sends the little Golden Crow to me, I should protect him, but..."

"?"

Seeing her brother's doubts, Nuwa shook her head and laughed, "I can't be sure about the unknown."

"Brother, don't participate in the matter of the monster race. If there is a conflict with the human race in the future, brother can just retreat in Buzhou Mountain."

The monster race regards the human race as food, and Fuxi knows that he secretly protects the human race all the year round. He doesn't know Nuwa's deep meaning.

Seeing Fuxi's response, Nuwa was relieved.

In the future... the palms and backs of the hands will be full of flesh. In the future, Nuwa will be in a dilemma.

"Di Jun is here, brother... do you want to see him?"

"It's fine if we don't see each other." Fu Xi shook his head, he and Tai Yi are dirty, if they have different ways, it's fine, and Di Jun also has different ideas, it's better not to see each other than to meet and fight over words.

"Brother, I will go to look for my nephew. If you leave, you don't have to say goodbye to me, just leave."

"good."

Outside Wa Palace, Di Junfei came alone. He brought the little Golden Crow, and he wanted to ask Nuwa Empress to protect the little Golden Crow.

After entering the palace, Di Jun bowed respectfully and said, "Di Jun has seen Empress Nuwa."

Little Jinwu carefully peeked at Nuwa from behind Dijun, but his father slapped his head, pulled him out and said sharply, "You still don't salute to Empress Nuwa!"

"Xiao Shi met Empress Nuwa."

Seeing that the little Jinwu's body was originally entangled and bitten by the luck of the monster clan, but now the chaos is gradually receding, she knows that this little guy will survive.

"I know what you are here for."

"I beg your mother to protect the youngest son." Thinking of the nine dead sons, Di Jun's eyes turned red, and he suppressed the turbulent hatred in his heart, and said, "I don't ask him to be famous, I only wish him to be safe."

"I voted for the empress, and I know he will never be involved in a lich fight again."

"I have already lost nine sons, and this one is left..." Gritting his teeth, Di Jun choked for a moment, then returned to normal, and said, "I will swear to the Dao of Heaven that I will sever the bond between father and son!"

"Royal Father!" Little Jinwu has always been protected by his nine elder brothers, ignorant, and doted on by his mother, Xi He. Although he has seen the nine elder brothers die miserably in a flash, he has been protected so well after all. During this period of time, he was hesitant, Hearing that his father didn't want him now, he was really torn apart!

"If I don't want to, I won't let you in." Nuwa closed her eyes and said, "Jiufeng, take the little Golden Crow down."

At some point, when Jiufeng came back, she led the little Jinwu away indifferently, but the little Jinwu looked back at Di Jun every step of the way, for fear that he really didn't want him anymore.

"Go, when the matter is over, I will pick you up with your mother and uncle."

Hearing his father's words, Little Jinwu's eyes lit up, he nodded his head heavily, and then he followed Jiufeng away with peace of mind.

"Miss."

"I have Hetu Luoshu, which is the creation of heaven and earth."

"That day, I went to Fusang Island to find out who counted as the nine sons of my demon clan. Who knew... I found out that my clan would fall in the future by mistake."

Nuwa remained silent and listened quietly to Dijun's follow-up.

"Niangniang, Niangniang..."

Nuwa knew what Dijun had said, her beautiful eyes jumped to the demon court, and the luck of the demon clan above the demon court was tumbling, and gradually dissipated, but was swallowed by something.

She sighed softly, after all, as her elder brother said, they were originally from the demon clan, so they still couldn't let go!

But in the future, the monster race slaughters the race, and she is the mother of the human race, how can she...

"Go back and discuss this matter again."

Hearing Nuwa's words, Di Jun sighed slightly, but the youngest son is already in the saint's dojo, even if the demon clan is destroyed in the future, fortunately he is still alive.

"I will leave without disturbing the saint."