God has been dead for 300 years

Yihan took advantage of the chaos and escaped.

He couldn't transform into a human form, he could only run on the streets of UFO Capital in the form of that white puppy.

He ran from the street to the end of the street, and turned his head to look at the middle of the long street from the end of the street. The misty light rain lightly sprinkled on the blue stone slabs of the long street. The colorful ribbons seem to hold the love of many mortal children.

Yihan felt a little cold.

The whole long street was empty and lifeless.

There are no refreshments, no lanterns, only sheds for Yangchun noodle sheds, no boilers and stoves, and no firewood that can be warmed up close by.

Yihan sniffed.

He missed Huaying a little.

Desperately want to see my brother.

The master said that when a person is in the saddest time, the one that lingers in his mind will always be the one that he cares about the most in his heart, just like dry wood meeting a raging fire, suddenly igniting a prairie fire.

But he thought of Qi Yun again.

The guy who was against him everywhere.

The storm in my heart subsided in an instant, as if I had poured a heart-cooling cold bath.

Yihan shook his body and turned his head back half a circle.

The puppy's white fur was stained with water mist, it was no longer fluffy, and it was pressed in pieces, making it look even thinner.

It's very pathetic.

A bud-colored umbrella slowly approached on the street, and Yihan took two steps back.

Before running wildly, Song Yi's voice sounded, "Xiaobai, come back."

The melancholy in Yihan's heart disappeared instantly, and he thought to himself, that man-eating guy next to you is staring at me again, come back?Back to your side to die?

He has always been able to bend and stretch, and it is his duty to save others within the scope of his ability.

But when encountering the local snake-Yuan Wei like this, and not knowing who is standing behind him, it is better to run first.

Seeing Na Yuanwei's attitude towards the song, it is absolutely impossible to kill him.

The most dangerous thing is himself!

Don't run at this time, wait until later.

Yihan sped up his body and ran away, but bumped into an invisible wall.

The back of the neck was pinched again.

Yuan Wei chuckled, "Why are you running?"

Yihan stared angrily.

Yuan Wei dried the puppy, threw it into Ge Yi's arms, and said, "It's all a misunderstanding, so I won't attack you, what are you afraid of?"

After Yuan Wei finished speaking, he smiled softly at the song.

Then, he bent over again, bent over Ge Yi's arms, half-closed his eyes, and his eyes met Yi Han.

It looks like a teasing gesture, and the atmosphere is happy.

This is the appearance that the song can see.

In fact.

Yihan clearly saw Yuanwei's mouth shape, he said silently, "Let's count down to your death day, little thing."

A cold back with a cold glow.

He struggled violently and jumped out of Ge Yi's arms again.

But in embarrassment, he fell into a shit.

Looking at the neck again, there is actually a string of thin puppet silk threads!

Wang——

You fucking!

Chao Yuanwei opened his mouth wide open due to the cold, but was unable to move forward due to restraint.

The sharp claws drew claw marks of different shades on the bluestone slab, each full of the resentment of being humiliated.

He's going to kill this duplicity!

He is a majestic god, to be teased like this, he——

A hint of sweetness suddenly appeared in the mouth.

Yihan's demonstration stopped abruptly, and he turned his head stiffly, only to see that Ge Yi was still holding a piece of rose cheese in his hand.

Yi Han swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Ge Yi actually has dried meat in his other hand.

It smells good.

After a while.

While tearing the jerky in his hand, the puppy looked at Yuan Wei.

As if he took the jerky in his hand as a source of income, chewed it a dozen or twenty times, and then swallowed it until it crumbled into froth.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge.

motherfucker.

Two people and a dog were walking on the long street, the sun broke through the clouds, and two long and one short shadows were slowly drawn out.

Walking into the alley, a trace of blood-red clothes flickered beside the white wall.

Ge Yi paused, put Xiao Bai into Yuan Wei's arms, and said, "Take Xiao Bai and leave first."

Yuan Wei didn't pick up the puppy, "We just agreed to face it together an hour ago, what are you doing this time?"

Song Yi said, "Next time."

Yuan Wei took a deep look at him, "Give me an explanation."

Ge Yi rubbed his brows, "It's not time for you to make a move, besides, being honest with each other requires a little planning time, doesn't it?"

Yuan Wei laughed out loud.

He carried Yihan away, and said, "I hope that one day, I will also participate in your 'arrangement time'."

Ge Yi left the umbrella to Yuan Wei, and ran after the red corner of his clothes.

There was only one person and one dog left.

The bone umbrella fell to the ground, splashing water droplets.

With the wind blowing, the bone umbrella turned back lightly, revealing a piece of blood in the puddle.In the puddle, a word "Tong" was twisted and twisted on the bluestone slab. When it saw the sun, it quickly flashed into the gap between the bluestone and disappeared without a trace.

The outskirts of UFO capital city.

Song Yi stepped on the dead branches and leaves, making a creaking sound.

The sound of the bird came to my ears, but it was not an elegant cry, it was more like dying.

Sitting on a branch with thick arms in front of her was a woman in a bloody red dress. She swayed her legs, raised her chin, and lazily looked up at the gap between the branches.

Squinting, as if enjoying it.

There was a look of disgust on his face.

She heard the sound and spat out the bloody hair in her mouth.

Bird carcasses all over the ground.

She said, "Long time no see."

"Song to."

"It's still the same as in the past. I have to force you to meet each other. Have you dealt with your tail?"

……

After the destruction of the small country of Liyang, Ge Yi spent 200 years of hard work alone in the mountains.

In the deep pools and canals, the lotus is white and bright.

"Song to—"

"Ge Yi, the water is so cold, can you save me up here?"

"Ge Yi, the fire is really big, I'm so hot, you save me out, I've saved you so many times, can't you give me back my life?"

"You are wolf-hearted! You still have the face to live for so many years! Cultivation? Hahaha, do you think you can take revenge in the fairy world after practicing for 200 years? The world is full of old piles of thousands of years, you have three hundred How old are you? An adult is only 200 years old!"

"Ge Yi, you save me, I will take revenge with you, we grew up together, we are the closest people in this world."

"Isn't Yihan God looking for you? Oh, yes, he is the 'God of the People'. He is really busy. I heard that he got rid of the black leopard demon for a small country and ambushed the thousand-year snake demon in the east. Tsk tsk, he He really deserves the title of a god, but with only six or seven hundred years of cultivation, he can leapfrog and kill a monster who has practiced for thousands of years!"

"It's because you hid too far away. This is the southern boundary. If you practice in the northeast, you might be able to meet him someday."

"Swords facing each other—"

Pavilions, waterside pavilions, and wooden railings on the long bank.

It will be evening.

Ge Yi wore a lake blue gown, which almost blended into the blue lake water.

There was fine sweat on his forehead, and the palms facing each other were placed in front of his abdomen, and he was already a little unstable.

The bewitching female voice continued.

"You don't recognize me yet?"

"I'm Qiniang, the fake kun who grew up with you and burned the sacred tree on the shore of the South China Sea clean. Oh, why are you staring at me? Why didn't I die? Of course it's a cold god Show mercy."

"He knew that the fairy world was too unfair to the demons, so he took pity on us, so he gave me a chance to live. It is really as you said, with a pure heart and full of righteousness, but, this will make you appear merciless and ungrateful. Woolen cloth."

"It is said that the fairy, demon, and mortal race are all a closed circle. The cause comes first and the result comes later. I have saved you so many times. When will you repay my kindness?"

The voice sighed softly.

Ge Yi suddenly opened his eyes.

The pavilions in the lake are covered with light gauze and vines, filled with red lanterns, and the original "Qingxiu Pavilion" on the plaque has been erased without a trace, replaced by the word "囍".

The bloody water gushing from the lake became clear after entering the cup, exuding a scent of wine.

Qiniang said, "I know you don't want to have anything to do with a femme fatale like me, so let's marry me and fulfill my long-cherished dream, and we'll settle, how about it?"

"The wedding clothes are all ready, hurry up, I don't have much spiritual power, ahem, I will hold on for a while, and my long-cherished dream will come true, and I will turn into an ordinary sacred tree. No matter how difficult it is to understand the world, I have to practice again if I want to enter the world. , why are you still hesitating?!"

"Worship the heavens and the earth-"

A wave of demon power diffused from Ge Yi's right ear, and after landing, he transformed into a delicate woman.

The woman wiped her face and instantly became very seductive.

She lifted Geyi's chin and sniffed it lightly, "Stupid and good Geyi, I accept your 'evil' with a smile."

Qiniang flew away towards the moonlight, laughing wildly as she left.

"Hahahaha!"

"Idiot, idiot, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are still so ignorant, it's really great!"

Song was deaf in his right ear, blind in his right eye, and only bones remained in his right arm and calf, as if his flesh and blood had been removed.He looked at the pavilion with his only remaining eye, where there was no red satin veil, even the "Happiness" he saw before was just an illusion, and now the plaque was hanging and crumbling.

A gust of wind blew up, and the plaque fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.

Ge Yi lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

When he woke up again, he was bound in a chair.

Qiniang was holding a strand of long hair in her hand, which was connected to a head.

Pale and ashen, with wide-open eye sockets, blackened whites and bloodshot inside, he died of fright.

"Does this head look good? The first one."

Day two.

Qiniang was holding a box, approached it and opened it, "The second head, this man is also extremely fickle. Although his face is pretty, his heart is dirty, so death is not a pity."

The third day, the fourth day.

"Third, fourth, Immortal Realm is about to send people down again?"

"I heard that thousands of years ago, an elder Kunpeng developed a secret technique called 'Being Evil'. The elder had a wicked mind and did a lot of evil, fearing retribution, so he planted this secret technique on the woman who betrayed him. The sword killed the woman, never thought that although evil thoughts can be regenerated, but the cause and effect are also co-existing with good thoughts, and he himself was wiped out because of this."

"'Being evil', as the name suggests, is to do evil things and taste the consequences of evil. How can it be to kill evil thoughts and leave the good one alone?"

"Oh, this time, if another cold god came down to earth and saw that I was full of your evil thoughts, what would he think? Would he kill me or kill you? Oh, it seems to be the same. One dead body, two lives!"

"This time, Ge Yi, do you still have a choice?"