Vulcan, you got it

When we returned to the Temple of Fire, it was almost dusk, and a day passed without knowing it. Although we hadn't done anything, we felt extremely tired. When we stepped into the temple listlessly, we found that Yuqing had returned early in the morning.

I can't tell the way of getting along with Yuqing. Recently, he lived in the Fire God Temple for days and nights, and crowded with me every night.

Although the cloud bed is very large, it is not a problem for eight or nine people to sleep on it.But every time I woke up in the morning, I would be squeezed by him on the edge of the bed, wishing I could hold onto the edge of the bed to stabilize my body, so as not to have a dog eating shit early in the morning.

I euphemistically expressed my question about his sleeping position, and he responded straightforwardly and promised sincerity, but the next day, I scratched the edge of the bed and wanted to cry without tears.

Sleep is a major event in life, and it is always crowded like this, even a god can't stand it!

However, I didn't dare to say too much, for fear that Yuqing would be awkward and turn around and leave, and my efforts would be wasted.

The effect of life sharing, if it is far away, the effect will be much worse.If the tie is broken, Yuqing is killed, and I can't arrive in time, it will be too late to say anything.

Yuqing was sitting on the wide chair in the hall, because of the light, he couldn't see his face clearly.

I stepped in with my front foot, and I heard a cold voice on my back foot: "All day, where have you been?"

Somewhat abnormal, I took off my coat, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Just looked around, I haven't come back for a long time, and Jiuchongtian hasn't changed much."

"yourself?"

I froze for a moment, walked closer, and finally saw him clearly in the shadows. I don't know if it was a problem with the light, or my illusion, but I always felt that his eyes were a bit dark. Under the reflection, his face was pale, and he couldn't hide his uneasiness.

I asked, "What's the matter?"

Yuqing raised her eyes to look at me, was startled for a while, then suddenly grabbed me, a chill came from her tightly pressed body, how long has this man been sitting? !

Before I could speak, I heard his hoarse voice: "I... thought you left."

In an instant, I understood the meaning of his words. After being stiff for a moment, I immediately recovered, laughed dryly, and said, "There is a saying in the world that if you can run away, a monk can't run away from the temple. This Fire God Temple is my temple. Where can I go?"

A muffled voice came from behind the ear: "You know what I mean."

I am silent.After a while of silence, he said again: "I saw you with him, I knew you couldn't forget him...I thought...you would go with him."

Sure enough——I sighed and comforted him: "It's impossible, it's all in the past, and I can't forget that it's not because of other useless things, it's just a deep-rooted hatred."

After saying this, Yuqing let go of her hand, still did not look at me, and said in a very soft voice that I could barely hear: "If...if he didn't..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and I could hear it vaguely, so I asked, "What?"

Yuqing suddenly came back to her senses, and suddenly returned to her usual calm, her voice was indifferent: "It's nothing, let's rest early."

I was suspicious and wanted to ask, but Yuqing refused to say anything.For a long time, Yuqing has been running around outside. I don't think I have that kind of sensitivity to political matters, so I entrust them all to him.

Thinking of his hesitant tone, did he discover something?

During dinner, I wanted to speak a few times, but he silently blocked me back.

At first, I just thought that he felt uncomfortable when he saw me meeting Chong Li, but now I feel that it must not be that simple.

After taking a bath, I lay on the bed, looked at Yuqing who was sleeping far away, sighed, and finally didn't ask any more questions.

I don't know how long it took, and when I was about to fall asleep in a daze, I felt someone leaning towards me.In a daze, I thought that Yuqing was going to squeeze me again...but I was really tired and didn't want to move.

However, he just approached slightly, stopped again, and then there was a faint voice: "Because of my father's betrayal, I have suffered all kinds of insults and ridicule, even if I was born a fairy, even if I practice hard... I don't get the slightest recognition .I know that Ren Hai hates me...I wish my soul would fly away, but he couldn't kill me because of his promise. When I was young, I hated my father and Ren Hai hated everyone who insulted me. But I met you ..."

"I always feel that he is using you. I always think that only I can give you happiness. Because there is absolutely no one who cherishes you more than me."

"However, it doesn't matter, everything will be over tomorrow, he is in a cocoon, even if he doesn't... it's too late."

"If so, if I had expressed my heart earlier...would you choose me?"

"...Sleep."

I'm not sure if he meant it for me, but it managed to make me sleepless.

With my eyes closed, my spirit was extremely tense, and the long time seemed like an endless Milky Way, dotted with stars, full of bright lights, but I couldn't tell which one I wanted.

Finally, there was an even breathing from my side, I opened my eyes suddenly, and stepped off the cloud bed lightly, and as soon as I got out of the palace gate, in exchange for auspicious clouds, I flew towards the direction of Tiangong!

In the blink of an eye, the Tiangong was right in front of me. I dodged the guards and walked all the way through the path in my memory.

The day before yesterday, when Ren Hai left, he whispered in my ear: "Go and find Zhao Kun."

Zhao Kun, the master of Lingyan Pavilion, mastered the ancient history of the heavenly realm, and lived in the depths of the Heavenly Palace for a long time.Few people know of his existence. The last time they visited him was to check on Chongli's past...

Originally, I didn't want to disturb him, because Ren Hai's words were not credible.But tonight I saw Yuqing hesitating and evasive.I suddenly felt that there must be something I didn't know about it.And Zhao Kun is a clue.

The moment I stepped into Lingyan Pavilion, I felt as if I went back thousands of years ago, and all the scenes remained unchanged.The sharp edge of time seems to have stopped here, and there are books everywhere, empty and deserted.

I turned around a few times and called softly, "Uncle Zhao? Uncle Zhao?"

Even a small volume sounded extra harsh in this silent space. I yelled a few times and then stopped, because a shambling figure came out of the darkness.

Zhao Kun still looked old. I hurried up to greet him, and heard his old voice: "Your Highness is coming? Old Zhao has been waiting for a long time."

I helped him sit down, and shouted eagerly: "Uncle Zhao..." But I met his gaze, but I didn't know where to ask.

Uncle Zhao glanced at me, raised his crutch and pointed in the air, and a heavy ancient book flew out of the bookshelf and landed on the desk in front of me.

I looked at him suspiciously, he pointed and asked, "Your Highness, do you know the origin of Vulcan?"

I didn't understand why he asked such a question, so I just replied:

"An ancient priesthood, manipulating the world's karma and controlling the power of judgment, is the God of War of the Nine Heavens."

"Does Your Highness know who the first Vulcan is?"

I shook my head, only knowing that it was an ancient god, who should have passed away long ago.

Uncle Zhao opened the ancient book, pointed to one of the pages and said: "Since the heavenly father created the world, there have been many clans in the world, and the position of the fire god is the patriarch of the Jiuli clan—the fire god Zhu Rong."

Jiuli people?Isn't that Chong Li's clan?How could it be Zhu Rong?

Uncle Zhao continued: "The god of fire, Zhu Rong, also known as Chongli."

This, how is this possible!I looked at Uncle Zhao in surprise, everyone knows Chong Li's title.Besides, if he is Vulcan, then what am I?

"The old man knows that His Highness is puzzled, but the position of Vulcan can only be inherited by people with the blood of the Jiuli tribe. This is also the fundamental reason why the position of Vulcan has been vacant for so many years."

More and more unbelievable things were revealed, and I couldn't help but say: "Impossible, I did take over as Vulcan, but my father is the patriarch of the Yan Clan, I, how could I be the Jiuli Clan?"

Uncle Zhao glanced at me indifferently, and said softly: "The Emperor of Heaven is the patriarch of the Yan Clan, but he married a princess of the Jiuli Clan. That is His Highness's mother--Jiutian Xuannv."

As if struck by a thunderbolt, my whole body was stiff and my brain stopped functioning. I could only listen to Zhao Kun's old but clear voice in numbness: "The Vulcan represents the power of destruction. If you control it properly, you are the God of War. If there is a slight deviation You will become a demon god. As soon as you were born, the Queen of Heaven discovered the abnormality of Your Highness, because you have inherited the blood of the Jiuli tribe—the pure power of the fire god. The tyrannical power, even if you are born with a fairy fetus, may explode and die Death, in order to protect you from growing up, the Queen of Heaven used her life as a sacrifice to cast an ancient forbidden technique to completely seal the Vulcan power in your body."

So, the queen mother is for me...

"Your Highness, the Queen of Heaven is not only for you, but also for Liming common people. Because of the arrogance of the Vulcan power, if you want to control it, only blood sacrifices, only the blood of thousands of enemies can suppress it. It is a god that only exists in wars. And You were born in the age of the demon seal, in a peaceful and prosperous age, the Queen of Heaven sacrificed herself to put down the chaos of war."

Zhao Kun let out a long sigh, and said, "As you grow older, the seal cast by Tianhou can no longer be suppressed. If this power erupts before you become an adult, then you still..."

Zhao Kun didn't go any further, instead he took out a letter from his bosom, handed it to me, and said, "This is the last thing left by the Emperor of Heaven, and he said that if you come here, I will hand it over to you. , let it go."

I tried my best to keep calm, but my trembling hands betrayed my emotions. I looked down at the familiar handwriting, and finally couldn't suppress it. Tears flowed down crazily, dripping down on the paper, turning into dark watermarks one by one.

I raised my hand to wipe away my tears, tried my best to focus my eyes, and tried my best to identify the above words, word by word, very carefully, for fear of missing something...

However, the more I looked down, the colder my heart became, and the unprecedented regret came over me.

After reading all of them, I felt like I was in an ice cave, piercingly cold, filled with remorse, and I suddenly remembered what Ren Hai said: "I have never seen such a cruel person like you!"

What the hell did I do!His knees softened, and he couldn't help but knelt down on the ground, covered his face, tears couldn't stop flowing, Uncle Zhao's voice was a little pitiful: "Your Highness, Heavenly Venerable really treats you with good intentions."

But I treat him like that...

The dull bell rang, and I suddenly raised my head and looked out of the window. I don't know when, the sky has already brightened, and the light is spreading... At this time, the meeting in the Lingxiao Palace must have begun.

I didn't care to say goodbye to Uncle Zhao, I staggered up, put the letter in my arms, and ran towards Lingxiao Palace like crazy!

I just hope... I just hope there's still time!