Everyone in Honghuang knows that I am pregnant with the cub of Taiyi Donghuang

Give Su Bei another chance to turn over a new leaf. He will definitely not chase idol's new show while charging his phone.

That's right, he died when the lithium battery of his counterfeit mobile phone exploded. There was a bang, and the voltage was far beyond the range that the human body could carry. Apart from the blackness in front of his eyes, the pain didn't come back to his brain, so he burped his fart.

The cold was very thorough, and before he lost consciousness, he reckoned that if the cause of his death was published in the newspaper, it would become another famous reason for parents to discourage their children from quitting mobile phones.

But now, as the creator of famous sentences, he feels that he might as well hang up. After all, as a three-good young man and an atheist who are fundamentally Miaohong under the red flag, when he wakes up, the birds flying in the sky are skyscraper-style birds, and the ones running on the ground It is a four-legged beast with its own earthquake source. What's more, the people here are not human--I've never heard that all the people of that race can look like towers

At that moment, his three views were split.

After several months of reshaping, he found that the world he was in was the prehistoric world in mythology—a long time ago, the prehistoric world was still a mass of purple chaotic chaos, with a chaotic green lotus growing in it, and the green lotus of hundreds of millions of years gave birth to creation. Pan Gu, the god of the world, is an innate god and devil who stands upright.

The chaotic green lotus withered since then, and the lotus leaf turned into a good fortune jade plate, which fulfilled Hongjun’s ancestor’s enlightenment and sanctification, and the lotus stem turned into a god-killing gun. With a swipe between the heaven and the earth, the heavy and turbid qi becomes the earth, and the clean and pure qi turns into the 33 heavens, preventing the heaven and the earth from closing again. Pangu's head is on the sky, his feet are on the ground, and he died of exhaustion over time, but he still does not forget to benefit the prehistoric world .

His soul turned into the Patriarch of the Sanqing, and turned into the Twelve Ancestral Witches, mountains and rivers, rivers, sun, moon and stars, wind, thunder, rain and electricity, and at the same time, countless innate gods and demons, saints, quasi-sages, great Luo Jinxian and other mythical figures who live the same life as heaven and earth.

After listening to the whispers of those tower people, it really confirmed my conjecture that they are not human beings, but witches.

The surrounding area of ​​Tanggu is the territory of the Black Tooth Kingdom, including Wenyuan Valley where he is located.

As for, why can I hear the whispers of the Wu clan?

The witch tribe is warlike and sometimes kills. In addition to admiring the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the witch tribe of the Black Tooth Kingdom respects the innate treasure of their Tanggu - the hibiscus tree. Men, women, old and young, no matter whether they are marching or fighting, praying for good weather and good weather In addition, there will always be witches who use hibiscus wood as a confidant in the tree hole--they will talk a lot, and they will gossip on the spot.

Subei is the innate creature born out of the hibiscus tree by accident.

"A few days ago, I heard that the three tribes of dragon, phoenix and unicorn were about to end their fight." You Wu rapped

"It's been tens of thousands of years, and the knot is just right. The fight between the three giants has overwhelmed us small tribes."

Now, according to this timeline, it should be the tail of the dragon and phoenix catastrophe. That is to say, no saint has been born since the death of Pangu. Counting the first saint, Hongjun, to prove the Tao, it was about tens of millions of years ago. .

At that time, in order to give back to the world, the ancestor Hongjun will open the Zixiao Dojo in the 33rd Heaven, invite the creatures of the world, and spread blessings. Now that he has determined that he will not be able to go back, Su Bei naturally does not want to be a place that everyone can trample to death. little trash.

Not to mention being able to prove the Tao and become a sage, let's live the same life as the sky anyway-after all, I am a congenital sacred tree with a good foundation. It is not difficult to cultivate into a Daluo Jinxian, but there is no one to guide it.

Su Bei made up his mind that when the dragon and phoenix were over and the sage was born, he would go to Zixiao Palace to seek Taoism. He listened to the nonsensical gossip of the witch clan, and the memory of the inherited light ball in his mind exuded a soft light, slowly pouring into consciousness. The sea makes people extremely sleepy, Su Bei closes his eyes and gradually falls asleep.

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It hurts, it really hurts!

This was Su Bei's first feeling when he woke up again. It was an indescribable feeling, like something was peeling off from his soul, and his abdomen felt a sharp drop. The spirit that was full of food and sleep was slowly disappearing. If he hadn't been convinced that the Wu people respected and loved him very much, he would have suspected that someone was digging his roots.

He stumbled and let out his consciousness, which he learned from his inherited memory while he was asleep. Because the hibiscus tree covered the sky and the sun, the trunk alone was more than three hundred miles away. He was not very proficient, so he didn't check it for a while. Find out what's wrong with your body.

When the uncomfortable energy passed, the hibiscus tree that had held up to the sky disappeared, and there was only a naked person lying in the huge pit with its roots, and a golden egg beside it.

The golden egg has intricate patterns on it, and when it is bathed in the sun, it emits a warm light, like a small artificial sun. You can only hear the crackling sound from above, and the smooth and watery shell is slowly cracking, and there are constant beeping sounds inside the egg. Like hitting a wooden board, cracks quickly covered the whole egg, and then a hairy head protruded from it.

Wu Liuliu's small eyes turned left and right, and when they landed on the person next to him, they flickered, and chirped happily twice, probably very happy, the bird pecked open the shell, revealing a body as round as fresh meatballs, Flapping its featherless wings, it flapped itself to get into someone's arms, while it kept chirping.

"...I'm not your mother..." Su Bei was so erratic that he understood the conversation between the chicken and the duck. If he didn't look alike, he would have thought that the crow cub had a genetic mutation and was covered in yellow hair.

Su Bei was at a loss, squeezed the fat bird's wings, and looked at those dark eyes indescribably.

If a son of a bird suddenly appeared, he couldn't calm down for a while, the son of a bird's voice was really ugly.

Gah!

quack! !

Su Bei's black face: "..."

"Shenmu...where did it go!"

A familiar voice came from a distance, but it was different from usual. This time, there was fear and panic in the voice. Su Bei lowered his head and glanced at his original attire. .

The original big hibiscus tree disappeared suddenly. As long as the black tooth country is not collectively blind, it will definitely be discovered. The exclamation just now probably means that someone has noticed something strange. It was only after scratching my belly that I remembered the invisibility technique, and cast a spell on myself and the little fat bird who didn't know when to use my head as a nest.

If you don't leave at this moment, when someone finds out who you are at the bottom of the pit -- you won't be able to cleanse yourself even if you jump into the Huangpu River.

In the prehistoric world, killing people and seizing treasures was a common occurrence, and since the Shenmu was gone, the first suspect would be himself, the suspect at the scene.

He held a gust of wind under his feet, and his whole body floated upwards like a feather.It's the first time to use a spell, let alone the experience is really good.

The fat bird on the top of the head, the yellow hair on the head was blown into a dandelion, screamed excitedly, he really wanted to shout: "Don't shout, the magpie shouts for good news, your crow voice is to give Did your cheap mother report the funeral?

When the pile of rocks in the northern part of Jiangsu settled down, the iron towers of the Wu tribe had already blocked the surrounding area. It was like a rockery with high and low, and its voice was much louder than ordinary people. At this moment, it was swept by fear and anger. The sound of quarreling and cursing made my eardrums hurt.

"A calamity fell from the sky, the sacred tree was stolen, God is going to destroy my country of black teeth"

The speaker was an old witch with white beard and white hair. Su Bei looked familiar, but he didn't know his name. This old witch was always talking about his luck and disasters all day long. Few in the clan could wait to see him. He said that he was old and foolish, and avoided it, but now that the hibiscus tree was missing, the words of the old witch seemed to be bewitched, encouraging those young and old witches who were doubtful.

"Tasen, what nonsense are you talking about again! I'm going to report you to the clan elders with your demonic words." Naturally, there were many determined witches in the group of witches. Before, he tried to use Pan Zhe's strong body to rectify the opponent on the spot, but the venue was too messy, the witches crowded the witches, he couldn't touch the old witch at all, instead he bumped into one witch after another.

Everyone was terrified, affected by the sudden attack, their eyes were instantly reddened by anger, and there was a mess. The old witch still knelt by the pit and repented piously, as if the noise and chaos behind him were not important, and muttered something in his mouth.

"The number of days is approaching, the sky will destroy our family!"

Su Bei couldn't help but rubbed his ears, the peaks of his eyebrows condensed into a ravine that was difficult to fill. The witch was not only physically strong, but also had a voice that lived up to expectations. He was cheaper and louder than him.

He reached out and took the little fat bird off the top of his head: "What the hell are you?"

Now that his son calmed down, Su Beizheng'er began to size up the fat bird that was the size of a palm in his hand--it was actually a bit fatter than a normal newborn chick, and its coat color was also bright. The bright yellow color of the bird has a characteristic, that is, it has one more leg than other birds.

Golden Retriever, Red Beak, Three Legs!

Just describe it like this, the baby's father can guess the species with his toes in the whole prehistoric world - after all, the Golden Crow bred from Pangu's eyes is the only No.1 in the world under the ancient demon emperor Jun and the saint Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

But I don't know who of the two of them is the child's own father, and who is the uncle or uncle.

"You can't really be born to me, can you?" Recalling the pain of stripping away the soul, the obvious belly drop, maybe, maybe, maybe, I really am a baby and a mother.

He suddenly got goosebumps from fright!

It is said that in ancient times there was Tanggu Fusang, which was bathed for ten days. It is hard to believe that Donghuang Taiyi or Emperor Jun had a habit of Japanese sex.

Perhaps while he was sleeping, he passed by Tanggu twice, and he felt very kind when he met the hibiscus tree. The two of them were hatched in the sun star, and there was a hibiscus tree in it. He can't help but pour out a wave of sun essence by himself?

Either way, it's a fucking pain.

He stared at the little chubby bird who was struggling because of being imprisoned by his mother, and ground his back molars inexplicably.

Fighting is definitely not enough. My own roots, cultivation base, and magic weapons are not as good as others, but after all, his family is planted in my own hands. It is not too late if I come to coerce the emperor to make the princes, but it is still not fun.

He looked at the baby and thought about it. After all, he endured the pain and couldn't do anything. Let the baby die passively.

When the baby can read and speak, he will tell him that your father died in battle.

Anyway, it's not a matter of time for his two brothers to die or not! !