first rival

I was under the tung tree, watching the falling feathers, and got drunk.

There are hundreds of thousands of floating clouds in the Tiangong, and the brocade and flowing clouds.

I sat under the tung tree and looked up.The tung flowers are blooming lively, and the tung flowers are crowded and blooming one by one, just like Ruixue crowded on the branches.

The fallen petals are colorful, and the white tung flowers with fine fluff are falling with the wind, as if there has been a heavy snowfall.

Among the tung flowers all over the ground, someone stepped on the white and flawless petals and approached me step by step.

I look up at her.

is a girl.

She is so beautiful.

The white skirt brushed over the petals of tung flowers on the ground, and the petals that gradually rose with the wind lingered beside her skirt.

I held an empty wine jug in my hand, raised my hand to wipe the wine dripping from the corner of my mouth, and looked at her in confusion.

I have never known such a beautiful girl, and I have never forgotten the divine residence that once created the world.

But I seem to have seen her somewhere.

Where is it?

In the dream of floating life, in the past and present, all the grievances and hatreds were turned into ashes and dissipated with her words.

I looked at her, trying to recall where I had seen her before.The girl knelt in front of me, put her head on my knees, and slept on my lap, her dark eyes seemed to reflect the bright stars above the night sky.

She gently lay on my knees, gently touched the brocade necklace around my waist with her fingers, and asked me gently: "Ah Jiu, do you miss me?"

I looked at her, let go of the wine jar, and raised my hand to cover her cheek with my fingers as if I couldn't control it.Her skin was as smooth as silk, white and translucent, as if water would drip out with a pinch.

I caressed her face and whispered in doubt: "I miss you very much."

I do not know her.

I don't know why I say I miss her.

But why, tears overflowed from my eyes.

Her black hair is scattered and smooth like a waterfall. My fingertips pass through her black hair, which is as smooth as satin and has a floating fragrance.

I don't know if it's the smell on her body or the fragrance brought by the rain of tung flowers.

I stroked her face, paused for a long time, let the tears flow down my cheeks, and said softly: "I miss you very much, I miss you very much."

really weird.

Why do I miss her, why do I cry, why am I reluctant to let go.

There are many flowers and feathers, and the dark fragrance is floating.

I caressed her face, poured out all my life's tenderness and tears, and said softly to her: "Sing me the nursery rhyme of Beiling again."

In this world, I have heard Beiling's nursery rhymes countless times, no matter whether it is Father or Second Brother, no one can sing more tenderly and beautifully than you.

I sat quietly under the tung tree, and she lay on my knees, humming softly and softly: "Beiling Mountain, Suzaku Hall, ten miles of light, my daughter loves you, she refers to the sky as her home, Jin Ge Iron horse, I don’t know when, the lover will be able to return it, and talk to Sang Jiu happily......"

I looked at the ten-mile heavenly palace, the ten thousand-mile territory, the light of swords in the clouds was like a torrent, and thousands of troops and horses galloped in it.

I bent down, kissed her gently on the forehead, and asked softly, "Can you stay by my side forever?"

She held my hand, and in the sound of singing, I seemed to see all the relatives who died in the past appear in front of me.

My mother, my father, and my second brother all sat quietly in front of me, smiling and looking at me.

She straightened up, knelt down on the ground, and took my hand.

Father, mother, second brother, they all held hands and looked at me tenderly.

I have forgotten the girl's name.

Forget everything about her, forget all the love and hate between me and her, but looking at her, my tears are still overflowing.

I know that she, my father, my mother and my second brother have all left me.

They're going to a place I can't go.

I watched her stand up.

There were tung blossoms, she stood up, turned her head and smiled at me, she said softly, Ah Jiu, goodbye.

I stretched out my hand, trying to hold her hand, but my hand fell through and passed straight through her hand.

She was still so gentle, looking at me with eyes full of love, I thought hard, desperately, even crazy enough to crush my own head, but I couldn't remember who she was.

The person I loved deeply, I forgot her name, forgot everything about her, forgot everything about our encounter, but I did not forget, I love her.

I love this girl with no name.

Even though I've never seen her.

But I love her.

Aunt took her hand.

A Niang, who I have only seen in the picture scrolls of Beiling, is more loving than I imagined.She looked at me and shook her head.

I want to get up, I want to grab them.

The petals of the tung flowers fluttered one after another, and the strong wind suddenly rose. After the petals fluttered like snow falling, they also turned into pure white petals. Before my hand could hold their clothes, they disappeared with the wind , Turned into a rain of flowers.

Under the tung blossoms, flowers fall one after another, and love, hatred, anger, ignorance, □hate and hatred in the three thousand worlds are just a dream of floating life.

In the Obsidian Twin Cities, the lights are brightly lit.

I sat high on the golden seat, bent down, and stared at the audience below the stage.

He knelt down in front of me.

I didn't expect that Yu Xing would kneel in front of me one day.I used to regard him as a close friend, as a close friend, drinking wine and admiring flowers, reciting poems and making friends in the thousands of miles in the Heavenly Palace. I never thought that we would have today.

I thought I would be sad, sad.

But no.

My heart seems to have lost all sense of touch, no joy, no anger, no anger, no resentment, no emotion, the only thing left is the endless desire to destroy.

I want to destroy everything in the world, even myself.

It's like after falling into an ice cellar, the heart is frozen inch by inch, and I can't feel any feelings. The only thing I have is the monstrous desire to destroy.

I watched him knelt in front of me, and couldn't even remember a single iota of friendship from the past. I watched him kneel in front of me in a panic, and even felt refreshed.

I hold great power in my hand, and I sit on this supreme throne. The old friends and friends of the past are just a crawling ant under my feet.

Jing Yue bowed her head and stood by my side, lowered her head, and stood beside Yu Xing without saying a word.

Jiao Xing knelt on the ground in embarrassment, and the two black-armored guards who forcibly pressed his shoulders looked at each other coldly, staring at him coldly, and they seemed to have strong hands.Yu Xing's face was very ugly. He knelt on the hall, raised his head, looked at me angrily, and shouted at me: "Chonghua! You crazy!"

I propped my chin with one hand, looked at him with interest, raised my chin, and smiled softly, "Since you know I'm a lunatic, why do you obstruct me?"

The expression on Yu Xing's face was very angry. He gritted his teeth and looked at me, and shouted word by word: "Chonghua! You have no heart at all! If you remember a little bit of love, you won't agree to Pangu's request!"

Heart?

There was a faint pain in the empty chest, but the feeling was fleeting.my heart?Isn't my heart well in my chest?

However, where does the faint feeling of pain come from?

What am I forgetting?My heart, as if in that fantasy world, when the Buzhou Mountain collapsed, it was buried forever with the overturning of the rocks below.

But what is jumping in the chest?

My eyes were cold, I clapped my hands lightly, and sneered at him softly: "I have no heart? It's not that I don't have a heart, it's just that I pretend to be something that ants like you can't understand."

Being humiliated by me, Yu Xing's face became even uglier.His face was livid, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he choked at me: "Chonghua, you were not like this before."

I didn't think so, and smiled at him: "Oh? Then tell me, what was the deity like before?"

What was the deity like before?

Resolute in killing, overwhelming, with blood on his hands, he is a descendant of the dragon clan who was driven into a demon and completely awakened after the truth was hidden for tens of thousands of years in the heavens.

I have the blood of dragons who love to kill in my bones, it is my nature, there is no other dispute.

Yu Xing knelt in the hall, he struggled twice, but he didn't move, the red plum blossom magic pattern frowned between his brows looked really ridiculous.I leaned slightly, looked at Yu Xing coldly, and sneered: "You know you are so weak, how dare you call yourself an old friend of this deity, and who gave you the courage to let you fall into the devil with me? I miss you in the past The friendship with my old friend turned a blind eye to your actions, and now, you still dare to have such a rebellious idea, tell me, how should I punish you?"

Yu Xing raised his head, straightened his neck, looked at me, blushed, and said with heartbroken words: "Chonghua, you really have no heart."

I stood up and walked down the golden seat step by step.The nine-story obsidian stairs reflected my Senhan's eyes, I looked at him and laughed: "Heart?"

I walked up to him, and the black skirt brushed the ground.I turned around him, slowly, step by step on the obsidian ground, raised my hand, looked at my fingers, stared at my fingertips, and smiled softly: "You said that this deity has no heart?" ? Then let me see what your heart is like?"

After that, my face turned cold, and I raised my fingers, my five fingers turned into claws, the fingertips were slightly red, and as fast as lightning, I drew a scarlet arc in the air.

Yuuki closed her eyes in fright.

A white light suddenly cut off my movements, my five fingers became claws, blocked by the white light, the broken half of the nail was burning scarlet, and fell together with the tung flower cut by my nail, and was burned in mid-air Turned into blue ashes.

I raised my head, my eyes were cold, and I looked playfully at the girl standing at the gate.

She stood there, standing in the sunlight outside the hall, completely opposite to the coldness and darkness of the room.A layer of holy sunlight fell on her body, and her whole body was illuminated by the sun. Standing in the backlight of the light and shadow, people could not see her expression clearly.

I held my fingernails and a bloody mouth that had been melted in my palm, and looked at her quietly, with a provocative smile on the corner of my mouth.The girl stood in the sun, her whole body was covered by the sun, like a day elf.

She was still holding a tung flower in her hand, and what she just threw out was just a petal on it.

The tung flower bloomed even more delicately because of her moisture, the petals were white and large, soft and moist.I saw the goose-yellow stamen of the tung flower trembling slightly, as if trying to express my admiration to her.

The girl stood in the sun and moved a little closer to the flower. She couldn't see the expression on her face, but I could clearly see that the flower was smiling happily.

I stood quietly beside Yu Xing.

Yu Xing's face was as pale as paper, he finally understood the fear, shrank away from me, leaned to one side, tried his best to stay away from me.

I stood where I was, with a light wave of my black robe, and the two black-armored guards retreated respectfully and silently.

When passing by the girl, the two black-armored guards bowed respectfully towards her, and then slowly retreated.

I stepped up the obsidian stairs step by step, turned around and sat back on the golden seat, looked down at the girl standing at the door surrounded by sunlight, and chuckled softly: "Are you Pangu?"

The God's Mansion of Creation.

The enemy in our dragon family's destiny.

My heart trembles, but I hate the enemy.

She did not speak.

I watched her approach Yuxing step by step, and reached out to untie the rope on Yuxing's body.Her ten fingers were slender, and when she bent down, the blue silk on the back of her neck slid to her chest cavity, revealing a piece of whiteness on the back of her neck that people couldn't move their eyes from.

She is so gentle.

When Yu Xing saw her, his eyes were red, his nose was sore, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.He just looked at that face and suddenly burst into tears.

He was crying sad and sad, as if he should blame someone, but it seemed that no one could blame.

I sat on the golden seat, looking at this never-before-seen girl with great interest.

She untied the rope of Yuxing, stood up, shook off the rope on her body, her eyes were red, and she looked at me with deep disappointment in her eyes.

I still looked at him indifferently.

He looked at me, and after a while he was slightly disappointed and said sadly: "Chonghua, I'm leaving, you have to take care."

The scarlet nails on the fingertips grew out again, and I didn't look at him.Yu Xing hesitated for a while, but finally became ruthless and left with tears in his eyes.

After walking two steps, he turned back again, shed tears towards me, and said softly sadly: "Chong Hua, you must take care of yourself."

I looked at him, and there was a more urgent pain in the missing corner of my heart.But the pain is always separated by a layer of diaphragm, vaguely unreal, I don't even know where the pain is.

I watched his figure disappear into the sunlight outside the hall.

I know I will never see him again.

The girl in front of me straightened up, raised her head, and looked at me.

My gaze bumped into her, and the two gazes met in the air, one was calm and calm, the other was full of desire to kill and devour.

I stare at her.

Standing in the obsidian hall, with the black curtains hanging all around fluttering in the wind, Jing Yue stepped back step by step, and immediately disappeared behind the black curtains.

Under the layers of hanging curtains, the girl standing under the stage looked at me quietly, and then said calmly after a while: "Your Highness Chonghua, do you really hate me so much?"

Do I really hate her that much?

do i hate her

I do not know.

I propped my chin with one hand, and said with a light smile, "Have I seen you before?"

I don't remember seeing her, such a stunningly beautiful girl.

Standing in the main hall, she has black and shiny temples, her face is only sixteen or seventeen years old, her facial features are bright and beautiful, she is unparalleled in the world, it is unforgettable to see her.

I have never seen her, and if I had seen her even once, I would never forget that face.

But I never saw her.

I just instinctively resent this person, this man named Pangu, who has a young girl's body, bright eyes and bright teeth, and a charming mansion.I don't know whose body she took, and I don't know who the original owner of this body is, but I know, I hate her.

The god's mansion, which has been sleeping for thousands of years, woke up one day, but stood in this great hall, talking with me in an unknown body, talking about insignificant words.

I looked at her face, was silent for a while, and then said with disgust: "Can't you talk to me in your own way?"

Why is it such a face, which makes me feel even more uncontrollable resentment and pain.

Pangu stood in the obsidian hall.

She looked at me calmly and calmly, and said softly to me: "I haven't had much contact with you, descendants of the Dragon Clan, tomorrow you will recast the Endless Ruins, and by then, I will die with your ancestors. This body will no longer exist, and you will never see me again."

I lifted my chin, looked at her with resentment and disgust, and suddenly laughed: "Why is it called the same death? Don't you understand? Pangu, you are just a wisp of remnant soul, but Dragon God has long-lasting resentment. Generations have changed, and the demon souls devoured in the Endless Ruins must never be counted, her power is far beyond your imagination, why do you think you can suppress the Dragon God?"

I looked at her resentfully, and smiled softly: "Maybe, at that time, you will only become a part of the magic power of the Dragon God. You still can't protect these three thousand worlds, and the Dragon God is destined to destroy this world, Pan Gu , do you understand?"

Pangu looked at me quietly, nodded calmly and said, "I understand. But Chonghua, are you willing to watch the three thousand worlds be destroyed?"

I chuckled: "Why don't you want to? As long as you die, the traitors of the Emperor of Heaven will pay the price. From then on, the world will be the world of our Dragon Clan. Those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish. A new order is established in the flames, but at that time, the three thousand worlds will forget about your existence, and we, the Dragon Clan, are the gods of creation."

The corners of my lips raised, and I smiled playfully: "Are you satisfied with the result?"

Pangu looked at me calmly, and sighed softly: "The resentment of the Dragon Clan is deep, and the blood of slaughter is in the bones. Even though I have untied your curse, you still have such resentment."

I raised my hand, and suddenly I swept away, bullied her, and smiled evilly at her: "These three thousand worlds were created by you, love, hatred, anger, ignorance, and resentment were all created by your own hands, the resentment of our dragon clan, what do you do?" meeting--"

How can you understand?

Why does my heart ache, but I can never find the source of that pain.I seem to be looking at the world through a barrier, nothing or people can move me any more, but I want to explore the root of the pain, but I still can't understand what went wrong?

What the hell is going wrong.

For a moment, the girl in front of her lowered her long eyelashes.

I can't see her eyes.

I looked at her, grabbed her wrist obsessively, and asked in a low voice, "Have I seen you?!"

But when Pan Gu raised his eyelashes, I knew it was just my fascination for a while.How could I have met Pan Gu, and how could I forget her appearance after seeing such a beautiful girl.

But that feeling is so familiar, so violent, it hits my heart directly.I grabbed her wrist, lifted it up, and said sharply, "Tell me, Pangu! Have I met the owner of this body?"

Pangu stared at me.

Her eyes were like the lake water reflecting the blue sky and white clouds after the early spring, clear and calm, without any concealment or other meaning.I held her wrist, she didn't resist at all, just looked at me, and said calmly: "The owner of this body sacrificed to me voluntarily, and I made an equivalent transaction with her. She thinks that matter is worth entrusting her life with." Just do it, that's all. What else do you want to ask?"

She raised her chin and looked at me with a little kindness and compassion: "Chonghua, I need your help."

The next moment, I let go of her hand, flicked my sleeves, and looked at her coldly and arrogantly: "Need my help? Tell me, why?"

Pangu was silent for a moment.

She looked at me, neither humble nor overbearing, and said word by word: "Because you are a descendant of the Dragon Clan. It is the blood of the Dragon God that I once gave hope to. The Dragon God was chosen in these three thousand worlds, but she eventually went crazy and turned her back on the three thousand The world's hope for her. But you are different. At the beginning, I didn't harm your dragon clan, but changed your memory, so that one day, if the dragon god really lingers, then the descendants of your dragon clan will destroy her .”

After a pause, she looked at me and said firmly: "You are the curse from the Dragon God, and also my last hope for the world. I let Jingluo remember their mission of the Jing clan, and turn this dead situation into a new life. Bringing the loved ones of the last descendants of the Dragon Clan is the key to breaking the curse."

I squinted my eyes.

somebody to Love?

Why can't I remember that I have a loved one?

Watching Pan Gu go on talking on his own, I suddenly became bored in my heart.I sat on the obsidian throne, stroked my forehead towards Pangu, and smiled sarcastically: "Don't talk about it with me, aren't you the God of Creation? Why can't even the Dragon God be punished? You don't need to beg me ?”

Pangu looked at me, and said seriously and calmly: "I am just a ray of remnant soul, but the Dragon God devours millions of demon souls in the Endless Ruin, gathers them together, and is omnipotent. The Endless Ruin has trapped her now." Can't help it, coming out early and coming out late is just a matter of time. If you can, you might as well let her out now, and let me die with her."

perish together?

I narrowed my eyes, looked at her, and said in a gloomy voice, "To die together? It's ridiculous, do you think you can kill the Dragon God?"

Pan Gu raised his head, looked at me seriously, shook his head and said, "I can't, so I came to you, I hope you can help me."

I laughed out loud, then stopped laughing resentfully, and sneered at her: "Then you are thinking too much, I am the blood of the dragon god, and I am of the same bloodline as the dragon god, you asked me, a descendant of the dragon clan, to help you kill My ancestors, why?"

Pangu was silent for a moment.

After a while, she raised her slender and fair neck like a swan, and calmly said to me: "I understand."

She even nodded.

Such a serious look made me resentful.I want to kill her, right here, right now.

But when faced with that beautiful young girl, I was momentarily confused and couldn't do anything.

How much I resent the calmness and gentleness revealed in these eyes, and how much I want to redeem this young girl's body with green features and gorgeous features.

I watched her turn around and walk out of the palace door step by step.

The halls were closed layer by layer.

There was no longer any light in the entire palace.

I sat in the dark, slumped and dropped my hands, looking at my hands, that unreal pain came to my heart again.

What am I forgetting?

What should I do?

The dragon god said that a new world should be rebuilt from the purgatory in the green flames.

The order of this world can only be determined by our Dragon Clan.

I don't know if Dragon God will be happy with her choice.

The night is long.

Jing Yue didn't know where she went.

Their Jing family has the memory of their ancestor Jing Luo for generations, and they are absolutely obedient to Pan Gu.

I just find it ridiculous.

The heart of one person is the heart of thousands of people.Jing Luo did that in the first place, what exactly was it for?I don't see the point in burdening one's descendants with a purpose that can never be achieved.

Yu Xing has already left the Obsidian Twin Cities.

I don't know where he went, just like I don't know where Fan Li went.

But all in all, Fan Li still helped Pan Gu.She is the mother of the Three Thousand Worlds, and the belief of all the people in the Three Thousand Worlds. Except for the Dragon God who died with her in the past, who can go against the will of the Creator God?

The night wind gradually picked up.

I walked slowly along the zigzag corridor of the passionflower in Obsidian City.

I can see my second brother tomorrow.

I stood quietly beside the lotus lake, and suddenly smiled softly.

I thought I'd be ecstatic, I'd be in tears, I'd be looking forward to it.

But none.

I just feel confused, like a corner of my heart has been hollowed out, I don’t know how to make up for that vacancy, or I don’t need to make up for it, everything is getting old day and night, and there is nothing that can arouse my heart. waves.

Even if I can see my second brother tomorrow, even if I can see the relatives I have lost.But none of this made me feel ecstatic anymore, I was just tired.

I seem to be getting old day and night.

For me, being alive is nothing more than a casual thing.Everything that happens in this world is irrelevant to me, I am just a passer-by in the Three Thousand Worlds.

The palace lights in front are on.

The night fell, and the light of the stars was dimmed by the red palace lanterns that lit up the entire Obsidian City.The red palace lantern fluttered in the wind, and a string of emerald green jadeite wreaths were tied underneath.

The red lace flutters in the wind.

The slender figure with its back to me looked extremely lonely.I stood still, and stood where I was in every possible way, looking at her indifferently.

It's Jingyue.

Under the red light, the heavy purple clothes on her body were black like dripping water, and there was a touch of black on her slender waist, which was the brocade belt depicting the pictures of Dragon God and Pangu.

I stopped at the same place, her shadow fell on the water, and the light stretched her shadow to be slender, and the falling shadow was alone, looking extremely lonely.

But I'm not interested in her.

I stopped for a while before turning around calmly, ready to leave.

But Jing Yue turned around, bent towards me and blessed her body, her voice was as gentle as before: "Did His Highness Chong Hua not agree to Pan Gu's request?"

I stood still, turned around and looked at her coldly: "Why should I promise her?"

As a dragon bloodline, why should I help her?

Jing Yue doesn't think so.The wind gradually picked up, and the palace lanterns swayed.Jing Yue raised her hand, stroked a stray strand of hair from her temples, and gently pinned it behind her ear, with a smile that was not a smile on her face: "Pangu's biggest shortcoming is that he regards himself as a common man. One of them, she never regarded herself as special. She never thought that with her identity as the creator of the world, how many people would serve her one after another with Xiaozhi's emotion and reason."

I glanced at her and said with a contemptuous smile: "This deity is this deity, and you are all of you. Since you know that I am the descendant of the Dragon Clan, why do you want to design me into this link? Who would betray their ancestors?"

Jingyue still had the look of disillusioned smile, hearing me say this, she immediately smiled and said: "Then whose ancestors will curse their descendants, let them remember the past shame forever, just want to kill all demons?" Clan, would rather go mad and self-destruct than give up?"

I stared at her, then laughed, and asked, "Then what your ancestors did was just and fair? Pass down your memory from generation to generation, and force your descendants to have minds that don't belong to you. Tell me, should I Should I call you Jingyue, or Jingluo?"

Jingyue was still smiling: "Whatever you want, Jingluo or Jingyue, our Jing family lived for Pangu, and we should die for Pangu. Even if it is the last drop of blood, our Jing family will never forget our ancestors." Will."

I sneered, and said to her: "You Jing clan have your Jing clan's beliefs, and our dragon clan has the dragon clan's mind. Since you know that your ancestor's last wish cannot be violated, why are you telling me these things tonight?"

Jing Yue looked at me.

The night breeze was slightly cool, and the red palace lantern swayed, reflecting her face flickering.

Her silence bored me.I looked at her coldly, feeling very bored, turned around, not wanting to say another word to her.

"Wait." Jing Yue suddenly said.

I look back at her.

A strange stagnation appeared on her face, and a look similar to regret and sigh emerged on her face.As if she had made up her mind, she asked me softly: "If you don't help Pangu in tomorrow's battle, you will definitely regret it."

What a bad lie.

I was surprised that Jingyue even made such a dispensable threat in order to let me help Pangu.I looked at her and said lightly: "Then tell me, how can I regret it?"

Jing Yue fell silent.

After a while, she raised her head, and the hesitation that had just flashed across her face turned into the indifference she had seen when they first met, and she smiled: "It's just a joke, Your Highness Chonghua, just treat it as if it were a joke." Jingyue made a joke with you."

I took one last look at her.

The night breeze was cool, and the red palace lanterns were shaking, stretching her shadow long and thin, making her look extremely lonely.

But no matter how lonely it is, what does it matter to me?

I didn't expect that in just a day or two, Fan Li had already firmly stood in Pangu's queue.

On the main hall in front of the gates of the two cities of Hei Yao, there are all black armored soldiers raising their arms and shouting, and the Jing family standing next to them with their hands down.Jing Yue was on the list, Jing Yu, Jing Rujing, the Jing family, who were rarely born once in a hundred years, were all present.

Fan Li rode a Qilin? Carriage, wearing a silver armor.Standing on the hundred-step staircase, dressed formally as if he was going to war, he was giving a passionate speech, when the unicorn in front suddenly raised its hoof, stood up, and then stepped on its heavy hoof, the four-hoofed planer restlessly burst into flames. touch the ground.

Thousands of troops formed an army on the Baili Plain in front of the two cities of Hei Yao. Under the shouting of Fan Li, all of them raised their spears, shields, and heavy swords high. The hammer hit the ground heavily.

I watched the once-black waves spread from the sky, and the sound of hammering the ground seemed to come from the sky, gathering together, shaking the earth, and making the eardrums buzz.

I have never seen the power of the demons coming out in full force. This army stretching for almost a hundred miles is the largest scale I have ever seen.Even though they were fighting to the death with Fan Tian back then, their Devil Realm didn't completely devote all their troops to the battlefield of Heavenly Court.

After all, the Quartet stays behind, and as the chief general, I have the ability to dispatch troops, but I also understand that no matter whether the heavens or the demons, they should not have the concept of going all out to fight to the death.No matter how important the battle is, no one will draw out the troops stationed in the main palace and put it into the battlefield unless they make up their minds to fight to the death.

But now, the barrier has been done.

As if putting all his eggs in one basket, he devoted all his forces to today's battle of the birth of the Dragon God.I roughly estimated that the magic soldiers present were almost the sum of the heavenly soldiers and generals in the heavenly Kunyu Mountain.

The two races of gods and demons have always been evenly balanced in power, and no one has more troops than the other.It seems that Fan Li has really brought out all the skills of pressing the bottom of the box.

In this way, he threw all his troops on Pan Gu at all costs. I don't understand whether Fan Li must think that this battle will be a complete victory, or he just wants to prove his dedication to Pan Gu.

Pan Gu had already walked to Fan Li's side.

She calmly looked at the front of the black demon soldiers that stretched for hundreds of miles, looked back at the two cities of Hei Yao, raised her head, and nodded slightly to Fen Li who was riding on Qilin in front of the car: "Thank you. "

Fan Li looked at her silently.

I walked to Pangu and looked up coldly.After all? There is only one car, everyone knows what Fan Li means.

He has pledged allegiance to Pangu, knowing that the grievances between our dragon clan and Pangu will never end, but he still hopes that I, a descendant of the dragon clan, will wake up and stand on Pangu's side.

Fan Li stretched out his hand and pulled Pan Gu into the car.I watched her bend down and lift the curtain, tie the Ying Luo around the curtain calmly and methodically, and sit behind the car, the half-covered gauze curtain covered the upper half of her face, only revealing a shallow but special lip. Nice lip shape.

I stood under the car and looked up at the fence.

Fan Li's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, neither embarrassed nor embarrassed.Seeing that I didn't answer, he just stopped in the air and didn't intend to take it back.

My five senses seem to be covered with a layer of white mist, misty and hazy, the pain is not real, the joy is not real, as if frozen by ice and snow, my heart is a little numb, and I have forgotten all the love and hatred that should be .Looking at Fen Li now, he couldn't even feel the emotion that he should have.

Seeing that I refused to reach out my hand, Fan Li whispered to me: "Chonghua."

Hearing him call my name, I hung my black sleeves, rolled my eyelids and looked at him without any emotion: "Pangu promised you to be the king of the Three Realms in the future? Or did she tell you that she Can you regain control of the demons and become the real king?"

Fan Li looked at me quietly, then shook his head after a while and said: "No, Pangu didn't make any promises to me, and she didn't even say a few words to me."

"That's not ordinary," I looked at him mockingly, and said, "It didn't take a few words to subdue you for my own use, Pangu's methods are really clever, he tricked you around, and you are still here willingly working hard for her. "

I looked at the black armor that stretched for hundreds of miles, sneered, and said coldly: "Don't tell me, you are really stupid enough to come out for Pangu and use all the troops of the demons. After all, you should know, Our Dragon Clan is moody, not to mention that who has been imprisoned in the Endless Ruins for thousands of years, once he comes out, he will be full of resentment, and these armors you brought may become Pangu's funeral objects."

Fan Li stared at me, heard me say this, and then asked back: "Do you think that the Dragon God must be able to kill Pan Gu?"

The corners of my mouth curled up, and I said softly, "Not only that, but the Dragon God will definitely destroy Pangu to avenge her hatred of being imprisoned for thousands of years. Why, do you think Pangu will win this ancient battle?" ?”

I looked into the carriage, and as far as I could see, the white skirt was spotless, the light red lips were beautifully shaped, and there was a circle of lavender marks on the slender neck.

It seemed to belong to their Jing family.

Why is it on Pangu's neck?