Xuanwu Rebirth Diary

While Yue Liang was talking to Shun Cang, in the center of the hall, two seraphs muttered for a while, and while they were not paying attention, they suddenly spread their six wings and fled out of the temple, disappearing instantly.

Yue Liang asked, "What are they?"

Shun Cang answered him: "It's the six-winged gods. They came from the west. They can't be contaminated with blood and meat, they only eat spirit bodies. Many clansmen have been captured by them."

Yue Liang was shocked: "My family has been reduced to the situation of mermaid?"

He originally thought that the Xuanwu clan might have declined, but he didn't expect to degenerate directly into food for other races.

He said vicissitudes: "Do you know that our clan was the leader of the four-phase god clan before the punishment of heaven. Not to mention the emperor of heaven, even if he creates a high-tech human race, he still has to be afraid of our clan."

How come it has become a soup bastard now!

Shuncang and the little mysterious beasts were a little afraid of him, and didn't dare to answer for a while.

Yue Liang had no choice but to put the past aside for the time being. Right now, he had to deal with the crisis that someone would take them to a barbecue.

Including Shun Cang, at a glance, he can see that there is not much spiritual flow in his body, and he can't compete with the six-winged god at all.

The special divine veins in the body of the beast can gather the spiritual energy of the heaven and the earth to form a spiritual flow in the body. The body is like a jar for storing the spiritual flow, which can be taken as needed.

When the spiritual flow accumulates to a certain level, it can call wind and rain, and even destroy the world.

Now these juniors don't say it's Bu Yu, I'm afraid it will be a problem to change their human form; and the spiritual flow in his body is exhausted, and the damage to the divine vein makes the recovery of the spiritual flow extremely slow.

Right now, he, an old bastard, and a group of little bastards have no ability to resist at all.

Yueliang forgot the formula that can quickly gather spiritual flow, but fortunately he still remembered how to borrow spiritual flow.

What's more, there is a huge jar of spiritual flow lying beside him, so it's not worth borrowing.

He coughed lightly, and pretended to be profound to Shun Cang and the others: "I need to adjust my breath for a while to restore my spiritual flow. You stay here for now, and if they come in, call me immediately."

The old ancestor spoke half-literate and half-white, and still carried a relic of the ancient times. Shun Cang blinked and understood his meaning with difficulty, so he led a group of clansmen to hide themselves in various corners of the hall, while staring at the hall. movement outside.

Without the onlookers, Yue Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and looked down at Chev, who was also in Qi's coffin, with a complicated expression.

In his only remaining fragments of memory, there is a method of borrowing spirits that can only be realized through a life contract. The operation is simple and direct, and it is very practical.

Yue Liang leaned over slowly, put his hands on Chevre's side, looked down at him, his hair as long as a waterfall of ink slid down from his shoulders, and fell on Chevre's chest.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the slight sense of strangeness and alienation in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Ah Lang, there is a reason for this, Yue Liang offended."

After that, he leaned over and kissed her.

His lips were soft, and his breath was warm and intertwined. The roots of his ears turned red with embarrassment, but he still had to pretend to be serious to guide the spiritual flow into his body.

The spiritual current was surging, rushing towards him like a flood bursting a bank, he couldn't help deepening the kiss, demanding greedily, and as the spiritual body gradually filled up, there were floating memory fragments rushing towards him together.

……

"... Tomorrow is the day of the contract. I'll come over to see you first. It's really lively here... Why, are you willing to chase me away? I won't leave..."

"...Why are you here? Do you know how dangerous this place is?! Hongjun is going to be destroyed, and none of the gods who participated in the battle will be spared. The first to bear the brunt is the patriarch, you..."

……

With a powerful spiritual flow, Yue Liang withdrew abruptly, panting violently, looked at Chev's face with burning eyes, and murmured after a while, "Tai Yang... Ah Yang?"

The man was still asleep and did not respond to his question.

He captured the memory of the previous life in the memory of the other party. Although it was only a fleeting image, the tearing heartache came quietly.

He lowered his head, calmed down for a while, then suddenly chuckled, and looked at Tai Yang again.

"I can't even remember my own origin clearly. I didn't expect that the first thing I recalled was your name."

"It's okay..." He sighed lightly, patted Tai Yang's face, his tone became relaxed, "Take your time, but when will you wake up?"

His Chev fell into a drowsy sleep, his chest rising and falling steadily, so naturally he would not answer him.

Yue Liang looked at him for a while, and suddenly realized something, a blush suddenly appeared on his neck, and climbed up to his ears and cheeks, until his old face was flushed with embarrassment.

Chev's lips were red and moist, and they were all bitten by him just now, and it didn't matter if Yue Liang's mouth snapped.

He helped Tai Yang tidy up his clothes, and hurriedly climbed out of the sarcophagus, like a guilty thief.

Not long after, heavy hooves came from outside the abandoned temple full of plants, and many six-winged gods appeared at the entrance of the hall, blocking most of the light.Then they suddenly withdrew, giving way to a path in the middle.

A larger six-winged god slowly stepped into the dilapidated temple, his hooves made a muffled sound on the cracked stone slab, and every step aroused the shaking of the spiritual flow. He looked more like the previous life than other six-winged gods The demons are bigger and stronger.

He stood still in the center of the hall, and casually dropped the stone fork on the ground in his hand, only to hear a bang, and the spiritual vibration immediately spread.

The hall was empty, and the group of profound beasts that fled in just now had disappeared.

The lord of the six-winged god looked around, his brows gradually furrowed, and he walked slowly into the hall. The other six-winged gods followed him tremblingly, among them were the three that had been blown away by Yue Liang earlier.

The lord walked deeper and deeper, and his hooves stepped on a vine. Suddenly, the vine moved and cracked out of the ground, attacking him with lightning speed!

He subconsciously waved his fork to resist, only to hear a clang, and the vines bounced away, making a crisp sound like gold and stone.

More flower vines came towards him, and the Seraphim following behind him fled immediately, led by the three who were knocked into the air earlier, fled out of the temple like a whirlwind, and disappeared in an instant.

The lord of the Seraph was frightened and roared to resist. He never thought that the flower vines would become more and more entangled, and each branch was extremely thick. It seemed that someone manipulated him and quickly bound his hands and hooves, making him lose the ability to resist after a while.

The lord became a trapped beast, and immediately condensed the evil fire with the spiritual flow in his chest, trying to kill him, but a flower vine discovered his plan earlier, turned into a sharp sword and pierced his chest.

puff!

The vertical pupils of the lord of the Seraph shrank instantly, and the flower vine pierced his chest without causing any scars, but it went straight into it, melting into a red-gold spiritual flow, spreading all over the limbs and bones in an instant, forming a huge The seal suppressed the spiritual flow in his body.

Now he has turned into a monster without spiritual power, apart from brute force, he is no longer a threat.

Lord Seraphim was struggling desperately, when a black shadow suddenly jumped in front of him, squatted on a huge vine and looked at him, "You want to eat my juniors?"

He looked up and saw a creature he had never seen before. Except for the long black hair on the head, the skin on other parts of the body was bare.

The creature was also wearing a strange suit, which was as thick as a silkworm in a cocoon compared to itself, which was only wrapped in a piece of fur.

Lord Seraph spoke hoarsely, his voice seemed to be rolling through fire, "Who are you?"

Yue Liang raised his eyebrows slightly, "You can talk?"

The lord of the Seraph stared at him, his vertical pupils were full of anger and shame.

Yue Liang said again: "It's easy if you can talk, as long as you promise me one request, I'll let you go."

The other party asked: "What?"

Yue Liang said: "You go back, take your clansmen and leave here, and make an oath to never harm any Xuanwu, how about it?"

He only heard the other party shout back at himself: "Impossible!"

So he shrugged and said: "Then there is no other way, I can only take you back."

He casually grabbed the red horn of the Seraphim Lord, forcing him to look up at himself, "Do you know how the human race treats predators? They will cut off the predator's head and hang it at the entrance of the village, so that no other predators dare It’s coming. Although the method is ruthless, it can survive, what do you think?”

The lord of the Seraphim was stunned for a moment, he did not expect that the Xuanwu tribe who had been slaughtered in the past would suddenly become so fierce, he opened his mouth a few times, "You, you can't do it, you have no spiritual power, you are just a group of four-legged Just beasts."

"Then just watch, you don't have spiritual power now, and you are just a four-legged animal."

Yue Liang jumped off the flower vine and landed steadily, in a good mood.

Shun Cang ran over in a small step and asked, "God Ancestor, what should we do with this six-winged god?"

Yue Liang brushed off his sleeves: "Keep it for now, he has no spiritual power and has been tied up again, so he won't pose a threat for now..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a flash of white light, and Yue Liang's human figure disappeared.

Shun Cang watched in shock, a small white mysterious beast appeared on the ground where the ancestor god stood, with a faint blue-purple in the white, and one side of the dragon's horn was broken.

This mysterious beast didn't have a tortoise shell, and there was a row of white dragon's mane growing on its back, so he was stunned, and he stuttered and asked: "Ancestor, ancestor god, you...?"

"Well, the spiritual flow is exhausted again, and it can't maintain the human form."

"You, your shell?"

Yue Liang looked at himself, not too surprised, raised his hind paw and scratched his ear, "During the end of the world, I threw it out to avoid punishment from the sky, and it should have been chopped into pieces long ago."

Not only mysterious beasts, as long as it is a dragon and tortoise with a shell, the shell is almost a necessary condition for this beast to survive in the harsh environment of the wilderness.

Shun Cang was worried that the ancestral god had no shell, what should he do after leaving the temple, and what if there was a storm in the future?What about heavy snow?

Yue Liang was much calmer than him, and patted the junior's shell, "Don't worry about me, I've survived the end of the world. Now let's deal with this big bird... You said before, the mountain we stayed on, How soon will it rise?"

Shun Cang said: "In two days, this mountain will rise into the sky, so we have to go down the mountain before then and return to the ethnic group."

"I remember you said that the mysterious beasts came up to the mountain to pick flowers. By the way, try to wake us up, right?"

The crisis was over, and the mysterious beasts were already busy greening up. They picked the Lingxiao flowers on the flower vines, used local materials, wrapped them in huge cattail leaves, and tied them with flower vines. They could tie a large bag at a time, which was bigger than the mysterious beasts themselves. Still big.

Yue Liang squatted on the edge of the sarcophagus, looking at the huge leaf bags, and at the Lord of the Seraph who was still tied up high by flower vines, finally, his eyes fell on Chev Taiyang's peaceful sleeping face inside the sarcophagus.

He said pertinently: "Well... our luggage may be a bit much."

The author has something to say: Yueliang: Kiss one

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