Emperor star descends to earth

Shiva roared outside the house, and the blood fountain in the house boiled with it.

Ganha couldn't hold back the strength in his body, he didn't slow down for a while, squinted at Ziwei, and estimated the possibility of success in attacking him.

Ziwei was tied up, and sat up after dawdling for a long time, not paying attention to the dry eyes.

He is very clear that in the eyes of Ganha and Shiva, he is a gift bag of mobile magic power.

No matter which of Ganha and Shiva dies first, it will be difficult for him to deal with the remaining one.They are one door and one door outside, which is not much different from the previous situation.

So Ziwei thought for a while, and said to Ganha: "You loosen me first, I can't run away. It's useless if the blood doesn't circulate for a long time and people die."

Ganha said coldly: "You think I'm as stupid as Shiva?"

Isn't the reason why he can enter the stone house is that Ziwei opened the door, wanting to repeat the old trick in front of him?

As deep as dry, you can guess Ziwei's little plan without thinking carefully.

Ziwei sighed exaggeratedly: "It's boring to see through you."

Ziwei said this, as if she had accepted her fate, but she was just confused.

Sure enough, after Ganha couldn't be sure that he could occupy Ziwei's divine body in this state, he paid less attention to him and concentrated on repairing his injuries.

Ziwei's heart turned like electricity.

The Southern Dipper is responsible for life, the Big Dipper is responsible for death, and all ghosts in the world belong to Ziweixing.

It is the amulet that Ganha blocked the stone gate, and the amulet used the power of the ghost to counter Shiva. If he can withdraw, Shiva will be able to rush in soon.

Ziwei was not far away from the stone wall, she looked straight at the amulet on the ground, her lips moved, and she said silently in her heart: "The order of the Big Dipper, surpassing your lonely soul, all ghosts and ghosts, and the blessings of the four lives..."

If this kind of supernatural incantation is recited by other Taoist priests, not only must the altar be placed down, but also the talisman must be activated.

However, Ziwei is not a human Taoist priest, he is the original star of Ziwei Star, and it is within his authority to control the dead souls, and it has nothing to do with whether there is a fairy body or not.

After cursing three times, the stone door suddenly opened!

Shiva broke into the door, dancing unceasingly, and the third eye rushed towards him with endless power of destruction!

He was holding the light behind his back, obviously using Wu Luo's body, but the shadow on the ground clearly cast four arms.

Gan Ha suddenly opened his eyes, quickly grabbed Zi Wei and circled behind the fountain!

It's not that he doesn't want to escape, but he can't go out. After Shiva entered the door, he closed the stone chamber, so he could only use the fountain to avoid Shiva's gaze.

Ganha gritted his teeth and asked Ziwei: "What did you do!"

After Ziwei was lifted by him, her waist was down, she felt a little congested, and said innocently: "You are reasonable, what can I do if I am tied up?"

The subdued slave ghost no longer sensed it, Ganha believed he was to blame, and walked Ziwei carefully to observe Shiva's footsteps, circling around behind the fountain, trying not to let his eyes catch him.

Shiva's movements were much slower, and he wanted to keep dancing, but he failed to catch up with them for a while.

Shiva was furious and flew up, intending to jump over the fountain from above to arrest people.

However, the stone chamber was low, and the stone pillars in the fountain were almost reaching the ceiling, so he couldn't squeeze through, so he had to walk around the stone pillars to follow them.

In this way, the range for Ganha to dodge is much smaller. Although he dodges and moves very quickly, he is still inevitably hit by the light from the eye of destruction on his right arm.

In just a split second, Ganha's arm turned red, and soon turned to scorched black, almost turning into ashes.

Ziwei gloated: "Oh, you're finished!"

Ganha snorted, put Ziwei on his head and continued to avoid, "You will die first."

Whether he can win Ziwei's power is not important, delaying time is more important, as long as he delays for a few more minutes, Shiva will definitely run out of divine power!

Ziwei didn't panic about being used as a shield, and said calmly: "It's up to you, anyway, Shiva may not have the means to kill me and immediately win my god body."

Ganha frowned, and had no choice but to put Ziwei down and continue to protect her.

He also couldn't tell whether Shiva could occupy Ziwei's body immediately after killing Ziwei, but what if he could.

Then what the hell is he going to die today!

During the movement, Ganha's right leg was hit again, and his entire calf also turned into scorched black. He simply soared into the air and circled around the blind spot on Shiva's back. He sent Ziwei deeply: "Help!"

Ziwei blinked, "I'm a prey, not an ally, and I won't help."

Ganha was short of breath, and strangled Ziwei's throat with his fingers: "Want to die?"

Zi Wei was pinched by him and coughed, compromised: "Okay, you untie me first, and then give me the knife."

Gan Ha's eyes moved, and the rope dissipated immediately, but he didn't give Ziwei a knife, and quickly said: "The stone chamber is transformed from the body of Brahma, and it cannot be split."

Zi Wei rolled her eyes, "Who wants to split the stone chamber and the pillars in the fountain."

Gan Ha finally remembered what the pillar was, a glint of predation flashed in his eyes, and he kicked towards the pillar without saying a word.

The divine power attached to his feet, even if he kicked a building, it was more than enough, but the pillar was very strong, without a single crack, but it trembled violently, stirring countless water splashes in the fountain pool.

Shiva stopped dancing, trembling with pain, covered the unspeakable place and fell from the stone pillar.

"Ants dare to dare!! Die to me!!!"

An angry roar resounded through the stone chamber.

"Poke his eyes!" Zi Wei shouted dryly.

Without Ziwei's reminder, Ganha did it more thoroughly.He threw away Ziwei, and directly chopped Shiva's forehead with his foot.

Blood splattered!

However, since Shiva had started dancing the destruction phase, it was not so easy to be killed by Ganha, but the eye of destruction was injured and difficult to open, he could still raise his hands regardless of the pain, and firmly pressed Ganha's face.

As soon as Shiva touched it, the cloth towel on Hamon's face ignited spontaneously in the absence of wind, and his face was exposed after burning.

That face was full of carrion, and there was a big hole in the side of the cheek, showing yellow teeth and bones!

This body should have died a long time ago. It has survived all this time thanks to divine power, and its shape is naturally terrifying.

Shiva was so powerful that he couldn't shake it off. Where his fingers touched, the flesh and blood slowly disappeared, and the mandible turned into charcoal at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Ganha let out an angry roar, raised his blood-clotted face, clawed his left hand, and grabbed Shiva's celestial cap.

Ziwei couldn't control how they fought, and ran towards the door as soon as he landed. When he arrived, he found that he couldn't escape. Shiva was so clever that he had already destroyed the mechanism for getting out.

He turned his head and saw Ganha grabbing a black translucent soul body from Shiva's head and sending it to his mouth with difficulty.

At this time, Ganha was already half disabled, and all the places in contact with Shiva were bare bones mixed with bloodshot eyes, but he didn't care about it at all, and just swallowed Shiva's soul.

Ganha is not afraid of death, but Shiva is afraid, so he has to let go of him and pull back the soul.

The two fought, attacking and defending, Ganha had the upper hand in terms of momentum, and now he had no worries, staring at the scarlet eyes, devouring Shiva's soul with all his strength like a hungry ghost, and soon succeeded.

With the last trace of black being sucked into his mouth by Ganha, Shiva flicked it and never moved again.

There was no damage to Wu Luo's body, except for a cut on his forehead. There was no soul inside, and there was no sign of life. He was kicked against the wall by Gan Ha in disgust.

Although Ganha defeated Shiva, he didn't get any advantage.

He had lost one arm and one leg, half of his face was fleshless, and his jawbone hung precariously on his face.

Although Shiva was devoured by him, there was not much divine power that could be absorbed. Ganha could only call out a black mist to cover the wound, and healed the injury extremely slowly.

So much faster than before.

The fight was unskilled, similar to a street hooligan fight, and ended much faster.

Waiting for the winner to emerge, and even before taking a break, you want to invest in the next victory.

Seeing Ganha rushing towards her, Ziwei squinted her eyes, leaned against the wall and said calmly, "Next, are you going to kill me?"

Ganha's jaw moved and made a weird creaking sound, probably because he found that he couldn't speak, so he said ventriloquically, "You are in good shape."

The greed in his eyes was undisguised.

Zi Wei raised her eyelids and said, "I think it's good too."

Ganha's eyes were cold, his bones creaked, "Now it's mine."

Ziwei shrugged and said: "But I don't want to give it to you."

Ganha is getting closer, "You have no choice."

The ventriloquism was low and muffled: "Do you think someone will come to rescue you? My strength is enough to shield the surroundings, and it's useless for you to throw your phone in the woods."

Zi smiled: "Who said that I threw down my phone and waited for someone to save my life? You are so disabled, if I can't fight back, I will be laughed at later."

Ganha's expression changed slightly, he stopped at the spot and looked at Ziwei carefully.

But Ziwei didn't have the slightest fluctuation of divine power.

Gan Ha's eyelids drooped, and the remaining half of his lips curved into a sneer, forcing him to come over again: "You can't fool me. In this desperate situation, luck is useless, even the star of luck cannot escape."

His left hand formed a knife, and with one palm he slashed, and Ziwei's right arm was chopped off, but was pulled by Ganha's divine power and did not fall to the ground.

Ganha said cruelly: "Since Shiva didn't tell me how to occupy your god body, I will take it off and replace it little by little."

Ziwei slipped to the ground clutching her bloody shoulder, her face turned white from the pain, and her forehead was dripping with sweat.

Kill him?

remarkably brave.

It hurts only for a few seconds.

Ziwei laughed tremblingly: "Damn, do you know why I want to keep you instead of Shiva?"

Ganha was puzzled, but this did not prevent him from staring at Ziwei's right leg.

Ziwei's trembling voice gradually became stable: "Because Shiva understands very well, if you want to hurt me and kill me, you have to kill me once."

Under Ganha's terrified eyes, Ziwei stood up slowly, soft white light glowed from the lost arm, and the light and shadow constructed a new arm, which became solid and flawless.

The divine power emerges from scratch, and it is powerful.

"You...your seal..." Ganha didn't care about the rapid dissipation of the arm he had just put on, and the huge fear pressed on his head, forcing him to back again and again.

"Untied." Zi smiled and said, "Thank you very much."

Ganha: ...

I feel like a fucking dog.

He turned around and wanted to escape, but no matter how big the stone room is, the space is limited after all, so where can he escape.

The familiar divine power surged in his body, and it was even stronger because of the temporary bones and cultivation base of three hundred immortals. Ziwei's eyes were shining, her short hair turned into long hair, and she gently raised her hand.

The majesty and wrath of the righteous god are like thunder, and the evil spirits are gone!

"Dissipate." Zi Wei said lightly.

……

The outside world has already turned upside down.

From the place where Fengshui changed, mountains and seas collapsed, ghosts and monsters abounded, and monsters and monsters ran rampant.

Disasters spread across the entire Chinese land.

The priests of the Daoist Association gathered on the bank of the Yellow River. Daoist Niu and Daoist Xu had been rescued, and they crossed their knees with other Taoist priests in the wind and rain, and seized all the time to recite the imperial text.Amidst the roar of thunder, the voice of Minister Wu screaming to let them take shelter from the rain could hardly be heard.Even if it gets out, no one will listen.

Mountains and seas are collapsing, and there are many earthquakes. Such a desperate situation is not something that mortals can contend with.

They can only pray sincerely and contribute a little more power of faith to the gods.

Looking down from above, the Taoist priests' Taoist robes fluttered, forming an isolated island by the raging river, as if they would be submerged by heavy rain at any time.

But it has not been submerged for a long time.

Thick black clouds rolled over the sky, the day was darker than the night, the street lights couldn't be turned on, and the human city was full of weeping.

The earth trembled, and no one dared to stay at home for fear of being crushed under the concrete when the earthquake came.

The government's plan has been launched. The grassroots police are searching and rescuing citizens everywhere. Vehicles of military equipment are driving towards the nearby mountains. No one knows exactly what happened, and no one dares to explore what they are facing.

"Mom, is the end of the world coming?" Only the child asked in his mother's arms.

The mother tightened the poncho on the child and comforted him tremblingly: "No, don't be afraid, we will be saved."

The child asked innocently: "There will be gods to save us, right?"

Mother smiled wryly, "Yes, there must be."

"It's a god!" The people in the refuge square pointed to the sky and exclaimed.

The mother and the child watched together, in the rainstorm, there was actually someone floating in the sky with no support, that calm and windy gesture of receding the black clouds, that aura of admiration without anger, what is it if it is not a god!

"The gods have descended to earth! The gods have come to save us!"

"Oh, there are really gods! Amitabha, the Jade Emperor, bless you!"

The avatar of longevity stands in mid-air, his left hand collects thunder and his right hand drives away clouds, and his efficiency is fast.

In addition to longevity, the higher the level of immortals, the more damage they suffered in the battle of the gods. However, at this moment, they have long since neglected to save their strength. When disaster strikes, all the immortals hidden in the world have emerged.

As if it was the last carnival of all the demons, even the ancient fierce beasts came out of their hiding places to cause trouble for all beings.

The god of war kills evil spirits and ghosts, and the god of culture rescues the people to calm the turmoil.

The Jade Emperor stepped on the white lotus, and ordered the law to follow him. Wherever he passed, the wind was clear and the rain was clear;

Taiyi saves the suffering Tianzun incarnates hundreds of thousands of people, and throws them into countless cities and countryside to help the souls out of danger;

The deities of Leibu turned their mana into swords, spears, swords and halberds to wipe out all evil spirits;

Not to be outdone, the kings of the underworld led the underworld police to stealthily support all the buildings that were about to collapse and slowly repair them...

At first, the gods were unable to catch up due to the exhaustion of the past few days, and Zhenwu was even injured by an evil beast and almost fell into the clouds.

I don't know when, in the devastated city, the mortals began to pray for the first time.Then, the second sound, the third sound...

"God bless!"

"Bless the Jade Emperor!"

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun woo..."

The power of wish is like a spark of fire, slowly, slowly converging into the power of boundless faith, whispering in the ears of every god, pouring into their fairy bones, and becoming the source of endless divine power!

The sky cleared up a little bit, the earth gradually stopped shaking, the wind quieted down, the coldness disappeared, the sun reappeared, despair was replaced by hope, and sorrow finally turned into joy.

Cities erupted into cheers of the crowd for the rest of their lives!

The crisis in Tongcheng is the worst.

This is the place where the whole of China suffered the most.

Too many evil ghosts and evil spirits were detained by the curse of heaven and earth, and these evil spirits had the potential to gather into demons, roaring in the air, and even King Yama was helpless.

Canopy rescued Liu Dazhuang before the entire Qixing Building collapsed, held the small pumpkin nest in his arms, pointed to the black clouds in the sky, and urged Yan Luowang impatiently: "Quickly think of a way, wait until this thing becomes a demon god, then fight again!" It must hurt someone!"

Yama's incarnation went to other places, and the main body stayed here to take care of the situation. He also said anxiously: "We can only wait for the Laojun to deal with the Kunlun gluttons. The evil spirits are too hostile, and ghosts and gods will be assimilated when they enter. Yang power can be dispelled."

Tianpeng stomped his feet: "After defeating Taotie, he will definitely become a demon god!"

The pumpkin nest in his arms moved.

Canopy looked down and saw that the curtain that shaded Liu Dazhuang was shaking, and hurriedly covered his hands, for fear that Liu Dazhuang would be infested by evil spirits and would not be transformed.

But a golden bird got out from between his fingers, fluttering and fluttering with its tiny wings.

"Wen Qu?" Tianpeng's rough voice boomed, "Have you succeeded in turning into a bird?"

"Chirp, chirp!" Liu Dazhuang didn't know how to speak yet, but he raised his head and shouted at the black cloud in the sky, as if he was about to fly over.

The canopy was so frightened that it died, and flew forward to catch it back in its hand, angrily said: "You're looking for death! You will be taken away as soon as you go there!"

"Chirp, chirp!!" Liu Dazhuang poked his head out and yelled persistently.

Above the black clouds, the Yin Qi stagnated, and a ray of light appeared out of thin air, dividing countless ghosts and revealing a ray of blue sky.

Tianpeng looked at Liu Dazhuang in disbelief: "You did it?"

Liu Dazhuang shook his little head and continued to shout.

"It's the people in feather clothes!" King Yan Luo exclaimed.

Canopy widened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw a row of birdmen with flapping wings swooping down from the sky, crossing the black clouds.They are not afraid of the hostility of evil spirits at all, on the contrary, the hostility is terribly afraid of them, and whenever they come into contact with their figures, they disappear.

King Yan Luo said happily: "The people in Yuyi are indeed from the Yuyi Kingdom. They are born to be yang, and they are the nemesis of these evil spirits!"

Liu Dazhuang raised his head and screamed, excitedly wanting to join those men in feathers in eradicating evil things.

The canopy ran away without holding onto it.

When the black clouds completely disappeared and the sun poured down, more than 30 people in feather clothes slowly descended.

The leader rushed to the canopy and greeted King Yama.

He looks evil and charming, tall and tall, Liu Dazhuang huddles on his shoulders, and is very intimate with him.

Yuyi Ren said: "You two, I'm going to take my son back. This assistance is to thank you for taking care of him."

Tianpeng quickly waved his hand, "That's not acceptable, he is the reincarnation of Wenquxing, so he can't go back with you."

When Emperor Xing came back and found that Liu Dazhuang had been taken away, he would definitely make trouble for him.

The man in feather clothes seemed displeased, frowning and looking at the canopy.

Yuyi's national status is not below the gods, and so is his strength. He is not afraid of the canopy, and he only greets them because they have taken care of Liu Dazhuang.

So what if Wen Quxing was reincarnated, now it belongs to their clan.

Liu Dazhuang twittered a few times against the ear of the man in feather.

The man in feather showed surprise: "Are you sure?"

Liu Dazhuang: "Ang!"

The man in Yuyi glanced at the canopy strangely, took Liu Dazhuang from his shoulder and handed it to him, and led his clansmen away without saying a word.

The sky was clear, and the feathered citizens waving their wings were clearly visible.

Wherever they passed, there were bursts of exclamation, and many people shouted "angel".

Tianpeng and Liu Dazhuang stared at each other: "What did you tell him?"

Liu Dazhuang tilted his head: "Jiujiu?"

Canopy beat it on the head: "Don't play dumb, I know you can talk!"

Liu Dazhuang flew up and pecked at the canopy: "I won't tell you, just a little bit!"

The canopy was in pain, and he clutched his forehead and scratched for a long time but failed to catch Liu Dazhuang. He said angrily, "Okay! Don't tell me that I will never buy you apples again!"

Only then did Liu Dazhuang land on his shoulder, combed the feathers with his beak, and said slowly: "I said that I will take my wife back with me when the time comes."

Canopy: ? ? ?

Tianpeng thought of the strange look of the man in Yuyi, and felt a chill down his spine: "It's nothing to do with me, right? You didn't drag me into it, did you?"

Liu Dazhuang giggled and said, "No, I said it casually. But my father seems to think I'm talking about you."

Canopy: ...

Tianpeng suddenly wanted to eat roasted birds.

"Where's Brother Ziwei? I want to talk to him." Liu Dazhuang turned his head and looked for Ziwei everywhere.

King Yan Luo said: "The Lord of the Underworld is missing, Lei Zu went to look for him."

Liu Dazhuang opened his small eyes.

Brother Ziwei is missing? !God!Brother Changsheng is going crazy!

Changsheng is not crazy.

At least not yet.

Although he has always protected Ziwei and tried his best to prevent Ziwei from being hurt, it is because of his love for his partner, not because he has no confidence in Ziwei.

Emperor Ziwei is good at planning, and is the one with the most luck among all the stars in the sky. Changsheng believed early in the morning that everything that Ziwei would experience after descending to the mortal world was within Ziwei's expectations.

Otherwise, Laojun would not have quietly entrusted the immortal bones and immortal power of three hundred immortals to Ziwei's seal, keeping them as the last spark.

That seal will eventually be released at the most suitable time.

Rational judgment belongs to rational judgment, but he couldn't help worrying in his heart.

They had already discussed yesterday that in case of accidents, he would have to wait for the outside world to find a chance to save Ziwei, but it is difficult for him to live forever and watch Ziwei go into danger, even if he incarnates thousands of times and goes to other places to solve the disaster, the body is still alive from beginning to end. Looking for Ziwei. .

What if the condition for releasing the seal is not what they speculated?

Changsheng found traces of the teleportation formation in the ruins of the collapsed hotel. The location of the jade ring kept changing. He searched for more than half of China in one night, and only found the jade ring with a trace of ghost power in the woods of Nanwan City. , no trace of Ziwei.

The disaster in Nanwan City is over, the forest is quiet and the sun is shining brightly.

Changsheng frowned slightly, counted for a moment, but found nothing.

But someone must find him.

The Longevity Talisman communicated sound with that person.

"Ma'am, is it possible to find Ziwei's trace?"

The world only knows that Lord Doumu is the mother of Emperor Gouchen, Emperor Ziwei and Big Dipper, but they don't know that all the traces of King Xing are in her hands.

Changsheng knew it, because Ziwei was caught by his mother when Ziwei abducted him to go off to fool around ten thousand years ago.

Doumu Yuanjun is assisting Laojun to seal Taotie, the background sound is noisy, and he speaks very fast: "I don't have time to sense it now, you should look for it yourself first?"

Changsheng spoke quickly: "Ma'am, Ziwei may be in danger if she meets Shiva."

After searching for too long, he was already a little panicked.

The other end said: "Don't talk nonsense, he has returned to his position, there is no danger of hitting a little Shiva."

Changsheng was slightly stunned.

He raised his head, the sky was blue, and the stars could not be seen during the day, but he could sense one or two when he sensed it carefully.

The Ziwei star has indeed returned to its place.

Now that you have returned to your place, why didn't you come back?Even returning to the throne can't solve Shiva?Or encountered other difficulties?

While thinking wildly, Changsheng's cell phone rang, and the caller was from an unfamiliar number.

Changsheng picked up the phone.

"Changsheng?" Ziwei's voice came through the phone line, "Can you bring me a spicy rabbit head when you come over?"

Chang Sheng heard a little tired and lazy in his voice, his fingers holding the mobile phone trembled slightly, he calmed down and said, "Is there any injury?"

"Hey, it's not like that." Ziwei said, "This phone is useless, it's almost out of battery, you can locate my phone, I'm hungry..."

The call stopped abruptly.

Changsheng quickly opened the phone software to search for Ziwei's location.

On the outskirts of Tongcheng.

But in the blink of an eye, Changsheng crossed mountains and rivers and returned to Tongcheng.

Ziwei's mobile phone lay quietly on the grass in the woods, surrounded by traces of fighting, and remnants of divine power belonging to foreign gods.

Changsheng walked quickly to the stone house in front.

That stone house seems to be made of the body of a god, with a hidden power of simplicity.

Changsheng was finally completely relieved.

Ziwei was fine, but she was trapped and couldn't get out.

Before Changsheng could get close, he heard someone shout happily: "Changsheng?"

It was Ziwei's voice.

"It's me," Chang Sheng said, "You step back."

After he said that, he tried to cast a spell to push the stone wall away, but he couldn't push it away. With the power of thunder, the stone wall remained motionless.

Ziwei said: "It's over, even the most powerful Emperor Changsheng in the sky and the earth can't get rid of it, it seems that I can't eat lunch."

There was no sadness in the tone, it was all ridicule.

Changsheng's ears turned red when he heard it, and he didn't correct him by saying that he was not the strongest one, but his heart was slightly agitated.

The catastrophe outside was about to calm down, Chang Sheng closed his eyes, took back all his incarnations, and accumulated all his strength before bombarding the stone wall.

Or not.

Changsheng said: "Wait a moment, I will ask Laojun for some advice."

A voice came from the door: "Don't, I feel like a prince trapped in a castle right now, waiting for you, a suave and handsome general, to rescue me. How can you ask others for help?"

Changsheng: ...

With the familiar teasing words, he really returned to his place.

Changsheng's ears became redder, he coughed lowly, gave up asking Laojun for help, and asked, "Do you know what made this stone chamber?"

Ziwei said: "I heard from Shiva that it was made by Brahma's body, and his eyes of destruction cannot be destroyed."

Changsheng frowned.

If it is really made by the body of Brahma, not to mention Shiva, it is difficult to damage it even if the old man comes in person.

It may be possible for the gods to work together, but the strength is difficult to control, and the whole world may suffer. When Brahma was destroyed in the battle of gods, the upper heaven was destroyed together.

Many magic tools and spirit treasures were also destroyed, and now the gods may not even be able to find an attack weapon, otherwise Gou Chen would not treat a compass as a treasure and not easily show it to others.

Changsheng comforted Ziwei: "Don't worry, I'll try again."

Zi smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry, I'm just hungry."

Changsheng is a little distressed.

He has no time to save face in front of his friends, he just wants to see Ziwei give him a hug, and immediately send around to borrow weapons.

They all said no.

Ziwei said: "What if I can't come out all the time?"

Chang Sheng said: "No."

Naturally, he wouldn't let Ziwei be locked up all the time, but it was difficult to break through the stone room for a while, so he paused and said, "I'll be here with you until you come out."

Ziwei asked him: "Did you borrow weapons just now?"

Changsheng hummed and said, "It may be feasible to attach a thunderbolt to a sharp blade. It's just that after the destruction of the upper heaven, the weapon is a little hard to find."

When Ziwei was in the sky, he liked to see Changsheng's suffering, but unfortunately he couldn't see it, so he could only listen to the voice for fun, and teased him, "Why don't you let Minister Wu make a report and bombard a missile?"

Changsheng: "... Missiles are useless against gods."

"Then what should we do, General? You won't see me for a long time, will you cry when you miss me?"

After Changsheng heard this, he realized that Ziwei was teasing himself, and said in a low voice: "...Maybe."

"Then I can't make you cry." Ziwei said, "I know where there are weapons, Er Gouzi's three-pointed two-edged knife is okay?"

Chang Sheng frowned and replied: "Yes. Where is the knife?"

Zhenjun Erlang's three-pointed two-edged sword is a sharp weapon, but just now he sent a message to Zhenjun Erlang, and Zhenjun Erlang said that the weapon had disappeared before the lower realm, Ziwei actually knew where it was?

Ziwei laughed and said: "When I first came down to earth, Po Jun stole that knife to design me, and I donated it to the museum, it should still be there, you go and steal it?"

Changsheng: ...

The gentleman, the Emperor of Longevity, never steals.

Ten minutes later, the stone chamber was pierced open by the three-pointed and two-edged knife. Changsheng's cheeks were slightly hot, and he separated his avatar and returned the blade. He was about to hug Ziwei when a stiff and cold person was stuffed into his arms.

Changsheng:?

This person is very familiar, it seems to be called Wu Luo.

The body is already cold, but there is vitality hovering between the brows, and the soul is still alive.

Changsheng put Wu Luoping on the grass.

Ziwei clapped his hands and came out of the stone room. With half of his sleeves missing, he didn't feel too cold. He squinted his eyes and kissed Changsheng's cheek, exaggerating: "You are so powerful, you saved me!"

Changsheng couldn't laugh, his eyes met the blood stains on Ziwei's clothes, and he felt depressed, "Does it still hurt?"

Ziwei waved his hand, hooked Changsheng's neck and dragged him to his side, "Of course it will hurt to unseal it. Don't worry about it, let's talk about more important things first."

Changsheng brushed Ziwei's clothes with his fingers, wiped off the blood, and said softly, "What's the matter?"

Ziwei looked at him with bright eyes: "This emperor, you saved me, I can't repay you, I can only promise to be with you forever, what do you think?"

Changsheng's throat tightened, and he felt Ziwei's changes more and more clearly.

He never called himself Dijun after he came down to earth, but in the sky, he always teased himself from the emperor to the emperor.

Changsheng breathed slightly, "You are back."

Zi smiled and said: "Well, I'm back, so what about the body promise?"

The eyes of the two faced each other, the spring breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers gently brushed by, the curled strands of hair touched each other, and it was hard to tell which strand belonged to whom.

Changsheng suddenly realized that Ziwei was making a promise to himself.

He had obtained the promise made by the store manager of Ziwei, but it was different from the promise made by Emperor Ziwei.

The corners of Changsheng's lips were slightly curved, his smile was very light, and his eyes were deep. He asked him slowly: "Do you regret it?"

Ziwei rubbed her chin and thought for a while, then said slowly: "Shiva is dead, and all the troubles left behind will be eliminated. I don't think believers will be able to get rid of this incident. I am afraid that we two gods will have to stay forever. Or just forget it. The rest of my life is long, I suddenly regretted it when you asked me this..."

Changsheng's smile gradually disappeared, he reached out and pulled Ziwei into his arms, kissed his lips fiercely, straightened up, and announced earnestly with red ears: "Don't regret it."

Ziwei's heart was itching to be teased by him, she held Changsheng's face to make up, kissed and smiled.

Why is this person so cute?

Shy and cute, domineering and cute, everything is cute.

"You're kidding, how could you regret it."

The rest of my life is long, with you to spend it together, how can I regret it.

The author has something to say:

Let’s write slowly, I’m a little exhausted because of the cat thing recently.

Pre-received "Everyday Worried about the Old Conquerment of the People" and it will be opened after the year, and the full text will be saved for manuscript, otherwise TUT will be interrupted if something happens.

感谢在2020-01-0404：32：34～2020-01-0823：40：30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles in June; 1 bottle in Xiaoluer;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!