Gu Meizhi

Riding a ray of pitch-black demonic wind, Chaos travels through the gaps of the Three Realms, standing with hands behind his back, looking at the kingdom of Baimin in the distance, it seems like a world apart for a moment.

After tens of thousands of years of captivity and torture, his monster power has long since fallen to [-]% of what it was back then, but the aura rushing towards him from the mighty divine kingdom in front of him is pitifully thin.

Thinking about it, the withering of the Protoss is also destined by heaven.

Just as he was in a trance, the air flow around his body suddenly changed, and the overlapping formations covering the mid-air disappeared without a trace. The gate of the country opened, and Di Yuan quickly walked out to welcome him——

His brother is also old.Chaos squinted his eyes slightly to look at Diyuan's white hair at the temples, after all, it is not easy to live with for thousands of years.

Listening to Di Yuan's rambling about the situation in Bielai, Chaos just entered the border with one ear and exited with the other, and walked slowly into the border on his own.

The city and palace walls that came into view were still the old scenery, and the people were at ease, but the moment he stepped into the street, he suddenly attracted many strange eyes and chatter.

Thinking about it, in this lofty kingdom of the descendants of the gods, his black mist full of monsters is naturally out of place, a faint hint of irony floats from the corners of Chaos's lips, his eyes slowly scan the surroundings, not afraid to be confused with those around him who may be shocked or shocked. or look at each other with disgust.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a small child less than a foot long emerging from the crowd. The child had a strong and clear aura throughout his body. He just happened to throw himself in front of him and hugged his leg, giggling with his head raised.

"...Yao'er!" Di Yuan was slightly startled, took a step forward, leaned over and picked up the youngest son, "Why did you run out alone? Where is your mother?"

It turned out that this was the son of the descendant of God who shook the Three Realms.

Chaos couldn't help but take a closer look, this child was only three or four years old, with jade and snowy luster, and his brows and eyes looked a little like Di Yuan at first glance, at this moment he was struggling with his two short arms, as if he wanted to into the arms of chaos.

"The youngest son is ignorant, and he has always been doted on by his mother..." Before Di Yuan could finish his sentence, after all, he couldn't hold back the thumping little guy in his arms, and handed the child into Chaos' arms.

The chaotic eyes froze, and involuntarily forgot what he was thinking just now. The little child in front of him, carved with jade, had a pair of crystal clear, pure white eyes. Looking at each other, it happened to reflect that he was covered in black at this moment. Fog shadows.

This pair of eyes overlapped with another pair of childish eyes for no reason, as if they had been burned, they didn't want to look at those clear and pure white pupils anymore, even the arms holding the child were stiff. Not a lot.

However, that thought was like a ray of flame from the bottom of his heart. When his only child Di Ze died, he was about the same age.

Chaos forced himself to hold his breath, and his voice was light and soft: "Brother is very lucky. This son has an extraordinary fate, and he will definitely do something."

Di Yuan took the child from his arms and said with a smile: "Then as an uncle, you must help me a little bit."

Chaos raised the corners of his lips subconsciously, and followed him into the palace where he used to live. Not far away was Di Yuan's daily study room. Suddenly, he caught sight of three or two palace servants with panic-stricken faces rushing towards him. It was obvious that he wanted to report something to the lord, but when he saw a stranger here, he hesitated and dodged.

Di Yuan's eyes paused slightly, and he handed the youngest son in his arms to the attendant without any trace, waved his hand to signal to take the child away, and smiled at Chaos, "Just sit down, brother, I will come later, there is still more to come." I'll tell you something!"

Di Jiang nodded slightly, watching Di Yuan's figure disappear into the spiraling upward jade stairs, immediately took a step forward, and stood by the window with his hands behind his back.

Di Yuan's treatment of him was rather flattering, in fact, it is far from necessary for an elder brother to treat his younger brother like this, not to mention that he has long been a traitor and sinner of the Bai nationality.

Chaos knows well that his elder brother has always been such a cowardly and cautious character, and has always advocated the doctrine of the mean. Even though he and the Dihong family have already torn their skins, the Diyuan family will still tremblingly whitewash the peace.

It's absurd and funny to say, but it also makes people feel uneasy.

While thinking so endlessly, Chaos leisurely glanced around.The scenery in the palace city is not far from what he recalled, but the arrangement of this study is quite different.

When Emperor Hongshi was alive, he always worshiped martial arts, and there were countless sharp weapons hidden in his residence. When Emperor Yuanshi was in power, he finally became more elegant.

He casually walked towards the desk, flipping through the books in front of the desk at random. Out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently glanced down, and saw a small bronze square box in the corner of the desk against the wall. It was rusty and simple in shape. Buckling an ancient lock with a dragon carved on it.

There are countless ancient relics hidden in the ancient kingdom of God, this square box could be regarded as ordinary, but what really attracted Chao Chao's eyes was a strand of inlaid nasturtium flower network exposed from the gap in the box lid.

That is……

Although the inlaid golden lotus net is not valuable, it is rare in the world. Chaos remembers that there is such a net in the jade jade that Emperor Shu is wearing with him. He has known Emperor Shu for a long time and has seen it more than once.

He leaned down slightly, and held the small square bronze box into his palm. The dark and demonic aura in his palm breathed out, and with a click, the ancient lock of the dragon was torn apart, and the lid of the box burst open. As expected, Emperor Shu lay quietly. The Qingyun Diaojue.

The cold jade pierced deeply into the depths of his knuckles, Chaos closed his eyes motionless, his left thumb and forefinger pressed his throbbing and stinging temple, a slightly trembling laugh came from the bottom of his palm, the laughter was hoarse Difficult, it rang a few times intermittently, and then became hoarse in the throat.

The place where the palm covered the eyelashes was a little wet, he clenched his teeth slowly, traces of hatred sprouted from the bottom of his heart.

After falling from the demon, he became the leader of the so-called four great monsters, and once led the monsters to attack the South China Sea to avenge Emperor Shu.

However, Emperor Shu is cunning and cunning, always hides his head and shrinks his tail, and his monsters are all a bunch of mobs.Qiongqi indulges gluttonous gluttons to devour mortals wantonly, causing the world to suffer from misery, and attracts the Dihong family to lead the gods to encircle and suppress them, and then they are imprisoned in darkness.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Shu could deliver it to your door today.

Looking at the hasty behavior of the previous palace servant, what he reported was definitely not a trivial matter.

He has a clear understanding of his elder brother's personality, and if his predictions are correct, it is likely that Di Yuan is going to invite Emperor Shu to make peace with him, and he will talk about the fact that they belong to the same family of gods, and that enmity should be solved rather than settled. Words, looking forward to being a guy to drink and drink, so lightly that we will meet and smile to wipe out our grievances.

This is Di Yuan's usual style, but now, after the death of Emperor Hu and the degeneration of the former Di Jiang, it is really ridiculous to say that peace is the most important thing.

With the sound of rustling footsteps, Chaos suddenly opened his eyes, looking back with a stern look.

"Who--!"

What came into view was a gray-haired old woman, dragging a broom in her hand, staring at him blankly with a pair of cloudy eyes, probably a servant who did sweeping work in the palace city.

At this age, he was already too old to do much cleaning, and after a quick glance at Chaos, he understood in his heart that Di Yuan's family was probably kind-hearted, and everyone stayed in the palace city to give them a bite to eat.He was upset and waved his hand hastily.

"go out."

The old woman didn't move, she pointed at him slowly with a trembling hand, and said hesitantly, "You are, Di, Di..."

Chaos's heart tightened, and sure enough, at the next moment, the old woman in front of him, with red eyes, jumped towards him, and then fell to the ground hard with a thud, blood dripping from her forehead, and she was hoarse Wept loudly.

"I recognize you! The gods started wars because of you in the past, and now they are still fighting because of you! If it weren't for you, if it weren't for your evildoer, the young and strong men of the Bai Republic would not be forced to go to the battlefield. Pity my three children -"

This old woman was talking nonsense, with blood on her face mixed with muddy old tears, she looked quite frightening.Chaos felt desolate in his heart, and slowly took a step back.This is not his native country anymore.

When he was a teenager, when he was here in fresh clothes and angry horses looking at all the flowers, who would not praise him for being suave and suave, but now the sea is changing, the brothers are separated, and the people are pointing at each other, every word denounces him as a monster and deserves to be punished.

This is no longer his home country.

The depraved demonic aura released a large swath of dark and bewitching flowers, which engulfed his consciousness layer by layer, smearing it into a thick and colorful obscurity.

Outside the picture scroll, Mei Qingjian gently closed her eyes, silently ending the slow infusion of spiritual breath.

The memories left by Chaos are not finished, and he has no intention of watching them anymore. What follows is killing and crying all over the city, blood splattered everywhere, all kinds of tragedies, why bother to watch them again.

After a long silence, he said slowly, "Before my father died, did you tell him the truth?"

Teng Huang did not know when he transformed into a human form, and standing not far behind him, he said softly: "How can your lord be sure, what is the truth?"