Is slag Gong whitewashed today?

On the Kunlun Mountains there is a Zhiming god who was born at the beginning of the chaos. People in the fairy world can't figure out his age. They only know that he is in charge of the balance of all things. Even the king of heaven has to respectfully call grandpa when he sees it.

——Although no one has ever heard Tianjun call it that.

Therefore, when Zhiming fell from the God Realm in the battle between gods and demons 10 years ago, everyone thought it was just a nightmare.

Zhiming died, and was killed by his apprentice, the current Demon Venerable Fengli himself.

Qi Rang stood in a void, and the memory hit him more violently than any other world, wrapping him in it.

The Taiyuan Sect of Xingze Continent.

Although people who cultivate immortals live much longer than people in the mortal world, it is not easy to find a partner with the same Taoism, and their offspring are often very rare.

Therefore, after the peak owner of Yujian Peak was happy with Lin'er, he wished to pile all the treasures of heaven and earth on his own child. The usually serious old stubborn would smile all over his face when he met his son.

But fortunately, this child did not grow crooked in the doting. Although he was a bit arrogant, he successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul at the age of thirty. .

The girl in a light blue fairy dress stands under the cherry blossom tree, with obvious adoration and admiration in her almond eyes,

"Brother Zhiming, when can we get married?"

Standing beside her, Zhi Ming withdrew his sword gesture when he heard this, his cold eyes were slightly rippling, and he flicked a blow on the girl's head,

"The peak master said, when you conceive a baby, hold a double cultivation ceremony for us."

"But I'm only at the third level of Bigu now. Wouldn't it be hundreds of years to wait to conceive a baby?"

Zhiming looked serious, he didn't see the flash of inferiority in the girl's eyes,

"With me taking you, no."

"Okay then, brother Zhiming is the best."

The girl shook his arm coquettishly, like a young girl who didn't know anything yet.

As if there was a wind blowing, pink petals were flying all over the sky, and one piece slowly fell on Zhiming's shoulder.

Watching the girl's figure fade away, a man in a black suit jumped down from the tree with an unpredictable expression.

"I said she had a lover at the outer door behind your back. You never believed it. Do you dare to follow her with me now and see how she slanders you in front of others."

Zhi Ming snorted coldly, turned around and left,

"absurd!"

The man tugged on his sleeve, with a low voice,

"Just this time."

However, Zhi Ming's eyes slowly lowered, and landed on his knuckle-knuckle hands that were tightly clenched.

After a moment of hesitation, the man let go of his eyes a little bit, then unconsciously raised his hand,

"you..."

Zhi Ming took a step back and said disgustedly:

"A gentleman doesn't speak evil of others, and sticks to his own interests. I can't bear Brother Li's feelings. I hope you speak carefully."

After saying this, he stepped on his sword and left, only to leave the people behind looking at the cherry blossoms in their hands in a daze,

"I just think..."

The murmur behind floated in the air, and the petals swung a few times along the direction of the wind before falling into the mud.

Zhi Ming devoted himself to kendo and didn't care about things outside his body until his fiancée and junior junior sister Meng Yao broke into his palace covered in blood.

"Brother Zhiming..."

She clenched Zhiming's sleeves tightly with both hands, and spit out another mouthful of blood on his white Taoist robe,

"Help me...Li...Li Feng..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she lost her breath and fell pale into Zhi Ming's arms.

Li Feng...

Li Feng was sitting on the top of the mountain behind Taiyuanzong, holding a Jiaoweiqin in his hand, the sound of the piano was mournful and faintly revealing the meaning of killing.

When he heard the wind, he slightly raised his eyelids, and when he saw Zhi Ming, joy flashed in his eyes, and he immediately became calm again.

Li Feng snorted lightly,

"But it's an illusion again."

The blade touched his neck, and immediately drew a red mark.

The tingling finally woke him up, but what he opened his mouth to say was,

"What's the matter with the blood on your body, are you injured?"

Zhi Ming didn't know why, but when he saw the blood on his neck, he felt an inexplicable distress in his heart. He clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, and then moved the blade slightly away.

"You killed Meng Yao?"

Li Feng was startled, his expression was full of disdain,

"Move her? I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty."

Li Feng never concealed his self-proclaim in front of Zhi Ming, but Zhi Ming, who had never been serious before, did not let it go lightly this time.

"Li Feng, Feng Li, you claim to be your real self, and you say that you didn't kill the person, so do you dare to admit your true identity?"

The strong wind from above bulged his black brocade robe, and his brown eyes gradually turned dark red like jewels under the sunlight.

Feng Li raised his head to look at him, his blood-colored eyes showed an extremely unfriendly innocence,

"I am a demon or a fairy, is it really that important?"

What he said didn't seem to be asking Zhi Ming at this time, but more like looking at someone through him.

The blade moved away from the side of his neck, but was inserted neatly into his chest.

Under the scorching sun behind him, Zhi Ming's high and compassionate face made Fengli ignore the pain that was rising in his heart that was about to tear him apart, he raised his hand to cover Zhi Ming's hand on the hilt of the sword,

"Master..."

The blood splashed on the sword like waves, and also soaked the small ring-shaped jade pendant that Fengli stuck to his heart.

Without both of them paying attention, a beam of light shone through, and both of them disappeared in place at the same time, leaving only a Jiaoweiqin falling to the ground, buzzing and clanging, and then returning to silence.

Ten years later in the world of comprehension, a silver-haired boy found it in the grass, and then turned into a beast, flapping its wings and flying back to the summit of the gods.

The river was slanting and the moon was setting, and the falling rabbit was lighting up. In a room on the top of Taiyuanzong Yujian Peak, Qi Rang lay on the bed and slowly opened his eyes.

There was an itching from the tip of the nose. A lion-like beast with a single horn on its forehead, a snow-white beast with fluffy long hair was lying next to the jade pillow, clinging to him.

Qi Rang turned his head to meet its wet eyes, stretched out his hand to stroke its fluffy body twice, and said with a little hesitation:

"Why are you so ugly?"

Bai System Ze stood up instantly, with a gurgling sound in his throat, and threw himself directly on Qi Rang's body.

"You scum, you have no heart!!"

Qi Rang felt a pain in his abdomen from the weight of it, and stretched out his hand to block him, but his tone was laziness like seeing an old friend,

"In the small world, I still know to call the master, why is it getting more and more unruly now?"

Bai Ze snorted coldly, and was about to say something, but the reflection arc was as long as a circle around the earth, and he reacted belatedly,

"You... recovered your memory?"

Its paws were pressing on Qi Rang's chest, and Qi Rang saw a little nervousness on the stupid and cute animal face.

Qi Rang sighed,

"Yes, I remembered."

"But do you have to let me sit up first?"

"Ow!!"

Bai Ze let out a loud cry, and flew out from the bed curtain.

After crackling and smashing a pile of objects in the room and turning around a few times, he lay down on the ground next to the bed again, with a cautious tone,

"Really?"

Qi Rang nodded slightly, and saw it looking at him excitedly,

"Then when are you going to kill that little bastard?"

Little bastard, once on Kunlun Mountain, when Bai Ze and Feng Li quarreled, he liked to call him that.

Qi Rang paused following the movement of its hair,

"I haven't asked you why you pretended that the system gave me a task and let me approach him."

"Also, what happened in the God Realm during the years I was away?"

Bai Ze responded casually:

"It's not all the same."

Except for Qi Rang's soul flying away back then, Fengli searched for tens of thousands of years to gather his seven souls and six souls, and spent nearly 2 years to reshape Qi Rang's body with his own flesh and blood.

Just when everyone was lamenting that Zhi Ming would only be a demon even if he could be reborn, Feng Li was worried that Qi Rang would wake up and dislike his identity, so he ran to the Nuwa Empress to get a piece of spirit stone that was left over when the sky was repaired. Refined into Qi Rang's fairy heart.

Among them, the test is no worse than a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire.

There were frequent riots in the Demon Realm because of Feng Li's actions. No one knew how he, with blood all over his body, defeated those demon kings who were about to usurp the throne. Anyway, the people in the God Realm were happy to kill each other, and their strength was greatly damaged.

Bai Ze has never given up hope of finding Qi Rang ever since Qi Rang's soul flew away. It is precisely because he has been running around that he knows how difficult it is for that devil to do this.

But he doesn't sympathize with the devil, because this is what he deserves.

Until he also took advantage of the turmoil in the Demon Realm and entered the Demon Palace, preparing to snatch his master's body back.

Then I saw the devil who used to be the most beautiful and cared about his image the most, standing unkempt in front of the Xuanbing collapse, and after putting the fairy heart into Qi Rang's reshaped body, the surprise in his eyes could not spread in the future. After Qi Rang woke up again, the cold sentence of who are you was broken inch by inch.

No love and no hatred, from now on you guard the memory alone, and it has nothing to do with me anymore.

Under the dazed eyes of the Demon Venerable, Bai Ze quietly retreated out again.

"Huh? It turns out that he helped me gather the soul."

Bai Ze's expression froze,

"You you you... how can you peep into my heart!!"

Qi Rang smiled,

"Ah, I forgot to tell you, my mana has also recovered about [-]% to [-]% along with the memory."

Bai Ze's eyes are complicated,

"Then what are you going to do now?"

An inner disciple of Taiyuanzong knocked on the door outside,

"Uncle, the Peak Master asked me to ask you, what happened to the earthquake just now?"

Qi Rang looked at the culprit and replied:

"It's nothing, but Xiaobai just barked twice when he was in heat."

The corner of the inner disciple's mouth twitched, thinking in his heart that he was worthy of being the uncle's spiritual pet, who could cause earthquakes even with a single cry.

"Then you rest early, I'll go talk to the peak master right now."

After Qi Rang agreed, Bai Ze didn't make fun of seeing Bai Ze who had blown his hair again, just got down on the bed and walked to the table, reached out to take the lamp oil, and said indifferently.

"To return to the position of God, one has to go through a long journey in the world to nourish the soul. In that case, why not let nature take its course."

Bai Ze pressed his four paws on the ground, walked to Qi Rang's feet and rubbed his face like attachment,

"Don't you hate him?"

Even if you don't mention the sword in the battle between gods and demons, just say that Zhiming, who has always been unrestrained, was trapped in the small world, like a prisoner for ten lives, it should be hated.

You used to think that the pure love that is as passionate as a diamond is suddenly told that it is actually mixed with gravel.

He once had a sense of absurdity towards the world, thinking that he was the only one who held on tightly.

"Let it be."

When the fire was lit, Qi Rang repeated.

The author has something to say: the previous chapter added a bit of an excessive ending, which was not placed at the beginning of this chapter, and another: the two people had too much entanglement in their previous lives, and I don’t want to write them all, so I’m not sure I can write them all in some places. Can't express clearly, the system Bai Ze is a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted persona, on the surface he is teased by a little bastard, but in fact he loves Fengli more than anyone else and wants the two to be together (?)