dead child, ghost carrying coffin

After the little boy came in, he walked straight to the opposite side of Hua Jiu Nan like a little adult.

"Guardian, we meet again."

Hua Jiunan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "I should have guessed it was you, the son of time - the real immortality."

The little boy laughed and nodded vigorously.

"You are worthy of being my protector, worthy of being the Ancient Heavenly Emperor, and the Emperor Tingmeng."

Chen was confused by the conversation between the two.

"Boss, boss, what are you talking about? Why can't we understand a word?"

"Who is this kid? Why does he look like you so much?"

"Your son? Then you have to call me uncle, and call me eighth uncle."

As he spoke, the scourge took out a handful of hundred-dollar bills and stuffed them into the Time Son's stunned eyes.

"My nephew, be good, buy some candies and eat them."

Chang Baye: "..."

Really unable to bear the stupidity of his good friend and coupled with worry, the big worm hurriedly swept the disaster behind him.

"Little brat, are you stupid?"

"This child is the child of time, the one who peed on your face!"

"Didn't the little gentleman say that he is the immortal, the real immortal!"

Chen was stunned when he heard this: "Fuck, fuck, no!"

"Is this little kid an immortal? Isn't he the illegitimate son of our boss?!"

Chen was not the only one who was shocked, Chang Sheng was also shocked.

It took a long time to reluctantly accept that the person in front of him was the Eastern Emperor who once conquered the heavens.

"Donghuang, you have changed."

Fortunately, it is the late 90s, otherwise Mr. Chen would definitely have added: "It has become a reality. I no longer talk about those passionate words of youth. I just want to have a stable mother... and a family..." ..”

Before Chen could complain, the Son of Time was already minding his own business and continued to speak.

But this time it was difficult to say to Hua Jiu.

"The last time I came to this world, I bound my life to half of the creatures in the world."

"After your lineage was discovered, you actually crashed into Buzhou Mountain through the struggle for the throne and wiped out most of the ancient races."

"After learning from this painful experience, I chose you to be the protector this time and bound my life to you."

"Di Jun, I don't know how you are going to resolve this situation."

Hua Jiu was silent for a long time before answering.

"You also told Ren Zu and Xiang Master what you just said, right?"

"That's why they have scruples and are trapped in the gap in the void by you."

The Son of Time smiled even more happily after hearing this: "Yes, that's exactly it."

"Not only Renzu Xiangzhu, but also Kuafu and others."

"Di Jun, there are no helpers around you now, and even the three corpses are missing tomorrow."

"Even if you want to kill me and die with me, you can't do it, right?"

At this point, the Son of Time suddenly stopped, and confidently sat across from Hua Jiunan, then poured Xuanyuan wine and started drinking.

"Ancient Heavenly Emperor, my previous suggestions are still valid."

"How about you and I, co-masters, take charge of this central world together?"

"Now that life is one, there is no need to worry about betrayal and deception."

Hua Jiu was silent for a long time.

After half a stick of incense, a mischievous smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Then he asked the classic saying of disaster: "Immortality, are you confused?"

Hua Jiunan looked like this, making the Son of Time obviously stunned.

He no longer had the calmness he had always had: "W-What?"

"Di Jun, what on earth do you mean!"

As he spoke, he suddenly felt in a trance, as if he would fall asleep at any time and never wake up.

At this time, the Son of Time finally understood what Hua Jiunan meant.

"M-Meng Po soup?!"

"Why is Meng Po Tang so powerful? It can actually erode my spiritual sea!"

The one who is not in a hurry now is Hua Jiu who is in trouble.

He even leisurely filled the Son of Time with Xuanyuan wine... Meng Po soup.

"Longevity, the essence of Meng Po Tang is actually the tears of this world, shed out of sorrow for the suffering of all living beings."

"That's why all sentient beings can forget their troubles and be reincarnated to make up for the regrets of the previous life."

"The purpose of the soup made by Master Meng Po is to dilute the tears so as not to harm the origin of all living beings."

"And what you just drank was undiluted."