To live in the floods [ floods ]

"Bold!" Suddenly, a huge golden-red bird flew from a distance and landed and turned into a handsome man. Di Jun squinted his eyes and looked at Yuan Hong coldly.

How could a little monkey who had practiced for less than a thousand years be able to bear the coercion of the demon emperor in the past. Under the terrifying coercion, Yuan Hong shrank unconsciously, hiding behind Shang Qian and shivering.

Where is this big monster with such power.

Shang Qian patted Yuan Hong's monkey head reassuringly, and glanced at Di Jun lightly: "This is the little monkey I brought back. It's still young, so don't scare him."

Di Jun snorted: "This little monster dares to point at you..."

"By the way, what is the purpose of you coming to see me today?" Shang Qian laughed dryly, and quickly changed the topic. Indeed, most creatures in the prehistoric world respect strength. It's okay to accuse a few words, but others don't think so.

Shang Qian found a suitable reason for Di Jun's anger.

Di Jun had no choice but to cast a glance at the ignorant wooden-headed Shang Qian, and sighed: "There is indeed an important matter, and I won't be able to explain it clearly in a while. You can go and see it with me."

After the words fell, he took the initiative to transform into a big golden-red bird, flapping his wings and setting off a sharp wind, Shang Qian handed Yuan Hong beside him to Wu Zhiqi, who was at the same time the four monkeys in the same world, and stepped on Di Jun's bird's back with his toes. , I found a place with fluff and sat down, patted the feathers under my body to indicate that I could go.

The big golden red bird uttered a chirp, fluttered its wings, set off a gust of wind, soared straight up, and disappeared in a moment.

Yuan Hong shuddered and tugged at Wu Zhiqi's hair, and asked in a low voice, "Is this also the mount of the God?"

Such a powerful monster is willing to be this woman's mount, is it really possible for him to escape? Yuan Hong's face turned pale.

Wu Zhiqi gave him a strange look: "A mount? Uh... It's not wrong to say it's a mount, but Senior Dijun is willing."

"Di Jun!" Yuan Hong gasped. He still knew a little about the deeds of this famous former demon emperor. Jun and Donghuang Taiyi disappeared.

There are rumors that they died together with the Twelve Ancestral Witches, and there are also rumors that they did not die, but were seriously injured and hid. However, many people still believe the former one. No one has seen them in the wild.

Now it seems that the latter statement is more true.Yuan Hong has already figured out the script that the demon emperor Jun Lich was seriously injured during the battle, and was picked up by the woman who arrested him.

He wouldn't want to commit himself to that woman because of the kindness of nurturing, would he?

"What are you dreaming about?" Wuzhi Qiyue's face became weirder when he heard this, and he couldn't bear to interrupt the soliloquy of this fellow clan.

Only then did Yuan Hong realize that he had unconsciously spoken out what was in his heart.

The two Wuzhi Qi brothers put their arms on Yuan Hong's shoulders, and led him to the front hall: "I don't want to say that, you are the first person I have seen in so many years besides me. I don't want to see the braised monkey head on the dinner table tomorrow... By the way, I want to ask you, why do you think you were brought back as a mount..."

"Brother Qi, to tell you the truth, the lion spirit on the mountain next door was caught by an educator and used as a mount in the second year after I was born, so I thought I was caught..."

"Hahaha, who would ride a monkey to go out? Where is it? Riding on a monkey's neck?" Wu Zhiqi laughed loudly.

After imagining the image of Senior Sister Shangqian riding a monkey, Wu Zhiqi laughed so happily that he rolled all over the floor.

He leads a majestic lion, and Senior Sister Shangqian leads a monkey with a sharp mouth and gills; his mount screams "Awow", and Senior Sister Shangqian's mount screams "squeak"; Senior Sister Shang Qian's mount jumped up and down, making Senior Sister Shang Qian up and down like a convulsion.

Wu Zhiqi scratched his cheeks, patted Yuan Hong on the shoulder, and gave a thumbs up: "You kid is really a fucking genius!"

On the other side, Di Jun and Shang Qian stood incognito in a human village, and not far away stood a boy with a wooden sword who directed a group of children to charge.

Di Jun pointed to the kid with the tooth and explained: "I felt a familiar feeling on this kid, and it was exactly the same as the aura around me when the Lich measured the calamity. According to my contemplation and conjecture over the years, this should be the aura of the calamity. .”

Dijun discussed this issue with Shang Qian when he reviewed his failure before.Di Jun even listed many examples to prove that there have been two world calamities in the prehistoric world, dragon and phoenix and lich, combined with Kong Xuan Jinpeng's inheritance memory and Di Jun's personal experience, Di Jun Shangqian came to a conclusion : Measuring calamities belong to those who have destiny.

Man of Destiny is generally two opposite parties, the fate of the two is connected, one is strong and the other is weak, which represents the game between the two sides, who dominates the fate of the calamity, and is the person who responds to the calamity.The dragon and phoenix Liangjie is the ancestor dragon Yuanfeng, and the lich Liangjie is the Emperor Jun Dijiang. This time, the boy with the tooth gap in front of him is one of them.

"I've inquired. This kid's surname is Jiang, and his first name is Shang, but his parents and neighbors are used to calling him Jiang Ziya. This kid has read a few scriptures and wants to cultivate immortals." Di Jun paused here. , showing a trace of doubt, "But according to my investigation, this kid has extremely poor aptitude for cultivating immortals."

Di Jun was afraid that Shangqian would not be able to imagine how bad it was, so he simply raised his finger and pointed at a black pig that was raised by a family lazily basking in the sun and moaning, and said bluntly: "Its qualifications are better than this Jiang Ziya. This pig can become a celestial being after transferring the golden elixir, but that Jiang Ziya will not be able to become a celestial being no matter how much golden elixir he eats."

Shangqian: "..."

Really, vivid image.

Di Jun didn't understand this point, he frowned: "Such a person is also a person with good luck?"

The clever use of the word "also" vividly shows that Di Jun, the previous person who should be robbed, looks down on Jiang Ziya who took over his position.

Shang Qian also finally knew why Jiang Ziya was still so weak after practicing under Yuanshi Tianzun for decades. This qualification to cultivate immortals is a waste of life.

"Can you perceive the other person who should be robbed?" Shang Qian pondered for a moment, but did not take Jiang Ziya away immediately.

The Battle of the Conferred Gods has gone quite differently from the original trend. Now, even though the explanation and interception of the teachings are all suffocating and eager to beat the opponent, but in the end it is only a match where winning or losing comes second, and friendship comes first. Sanqing watched the whole process as a referee. If you fight too much, you won't lose your life.

It's not in a hurry to bring Jiang Ziya, the person who should be robbed, back to Jujiao.

Di Jun laughed and said, "I guessed that you would want to see another one. The other person who should be robbed is nearby, less than a hundred miles away."

The two were talking and laughing as they walked southward under the wind. Because the distance was so short, they didn't ride the clouds and fog at all. Instead, they walked and looked at the scenery and villages along the way.

This area is thousands of miles away from Chaoge, sandwiched between Chaoge and Xiqi, backed by a green hill that is not too big or small, and scattered with several villages, many of them carry bows and arrows on their backs. Hardcover men and smart women with prey.

There are a bunch of people around the entrance of the village, making noise and forming a circle.Shang Qian pulled Di Jun, transformed into the appearance of two inconspicuous ordinary people, and said cheerfully: "Look, there is excitement here, so you can watch it."

It is natural to watch the excitement, and the excitement without danger is even more itchy.

Di Jun's attention was all on Shang Qian holding his hand, he didn't notice what Shang Qian was talking about, he was pulled over by Shang Qian with his eyes lowered.

After pushing through the crowd, Shang Qian was stunned——

A thin child fell to the ground, curled up tightly, the clothes on his body were torn and thin, revealing pieces of his bony body, holding his head in his hands and forcibly suppressing the pain.

Two tall men violently kicked the child, with contemptuous eyes and swearing swear words, a savage middle-aged woman ruthlessly pulled the child's hair, saying "bastard" and "bastard" in her mouth. "Swearing non-stop.

Shang Qian's face darkened, she casually pulled the person beside her and asked, "Did this child murder and set fire?"

"How could he have the ability to kill and set fire? He stole pancakes from Xiong San's house, and Mrs. Xiong San caught him." The man thought that Shang Qian was a passerby who came to watch the fun.

Is it just a cake that kills a child?Shang Qian felt that the anger in his heart rushed up like wildfire. Everyone in this family was tall and powerful, and they were not poor people who would starve to death without a piece of cake, but they did it like this.

Shang Qian angrily stepped forward to protect the child. The two men who were pushed away subconsciously wanted to curse, but after a closer look, they found that Shang Qian hadn't made a move at all, but a strange wind pushed them away and immediately fell silent.

At this time, goblins and gods in the wilderness are not stories. Anyone who can grow up has heard or seen strange people and strange things.

The older man with a scar on his face muttered, "It was this bastard who stole my pancake first..."

But he didn't dare to do it again, especially when he saw Di Jun, who was tall and even ordinary in appearance, walked up to Shang Qian's side, he subconsciously took two steps back.

"His mother doesn't care about him, what do you care about?" the man yelled dissatisfied.

It was only then that Shang Qian noticed that the child who had collapsed on the ground had a pair of blue eyes, staring straight at one direction in the crowd.

A woman dressed in rough linen but clean clothes was holding a three or four-year-old boy in her hands. Seeing that everyone around her turned their attention to her, her expression changed and she hurriedly pulled the boy away. The child was forcibly pulled away by the mother. He was still screaming "I won't leave, I want to see that little bastard get beaten to death".

The child who fell on the ground didn't seem to be surprised, but there was still a flash of pain in his eyes, and he slowly moved to Shang Qian's feet resignedly, looking at Shang Qian beggingly.

"Hey, girl, don't pity this little bastard, he is not human." The man curled his lips, looking at the trembling child as if looking at something dirty.

"He's a half-human, half-demon bastard. He's very cunning, but he can deceive people."

Shang Qian saw the half of the non-human tail that the boy wanted to hide but couldn't hide behind the old clothes.

"Please help me, you can tell me to do anything." The boy's voice was hoarse and humble, with a little fear in his eyes.

He really hurts, these people will really beat him to death, but he is also very hungry, unfortunately this time he was caught by bad luck...

Shang Qian raised his head and threw a few bronze coins to the two men. The two men took the coins and left very tactfully.

The people around saw that there was no excitement and left in twos and threes, leaving only Shang Qian Dijun and the boy who sat up in front of him on the ground.

The boy raised his head and gave Shangqian a flattering smile, with an unconcealed flattery in his eyes: "Are you a fairy?"

There was a strange look in Shang Qian's eyes: "Do you know that I am a fairy?"

"You don't fear me, and you don't hate me. I guess you are a fairy. Can you take me away? I can do anything, anything." The boy's eyes were filled with unconcealable fanaticism and desire.

He is a half-demon, people look down on him, his biological mother married another person, and treats him as a bastard, and treats her normal child, that "brother" dotes on him in every possible way, but turns a blind eye to him... He is starving to death, everyone They're just watching...

Shang Qian noticed the greed that he was not covering up very well, frowned, but finally sighed.

"You can follow me to intercept the teaching." Shang Qian looked at this half-demon boy who seemed to be turning black, and sighed.

He is very much like a person, with a desire for power and an insecure appearance, very similar to her when she first entered the prehistoric world.

His eyes sparkled, and he asked in a softer and more pitiful tone: “Can’t I follow you?”

A soft-hearted person is always more reassuring than a stranger.He is still young, but he has been forced to be too mature and humble by the too cruel existence.

Shang Qian skillfully avoided this topic: "You will have a good life in Jiejiao. Many of Jiejiao are mixed blood, all kinds of mixed blood."

"By the way, what's your name?" It's not that Shang Qian didn't notice the boy's depression for a moment, but she didn't intend to let her class take in someone who didn't know his background. Too much.

"No one gave me a name, but they all call me Shen Gongbao." Shen Gongbao quickly regained his composure after being discouraged for a moment, "I am a bastard born of a black leopard demon and a human race. That woman was taken captive. Her surname is Shen. , I’m a male, so I’m called Shen Gongbao.”

Shang Qian's expression suddenly became complicated, and he looked at Di Jun.

Di Jun nodded, and said via voice transmission: [He is another person who should be robbed. 】

Not only do I know that he is the one who should be robbed, but I also know that he will be filled with sea eyes according to the original development...

Shang Qian was expressionless.

All right, she has an aura of attracting villains, and none of her subordinates have had a good end in these years.

Only a hundred miles away, one is lively and cheerful, loved by his parents, the king of children in the village, with poor qualifications but good luck.

A self-abased and sensitive person who is scolded by everyone, having a father and a mother is not as good as having no father and no mother. He is a half-demon bastard who has learned to flatter without a teacher at a young age.

Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao, this is a completely different first half of life...

Shang Qian took Shen Gongbao's hand, felt the bumpy bones in his palm, and felt more complicated in his heart. Feeling the bones, he should be 13 years old, about the same age as Jiang Ziya, but he looked only half the age of the strong Jiang Ziya.

Thirty years later, it is these two people who represent Jiejiao and Chanjiao respectively, and they will move the situation.

Well, it should be changed now. These two people represent the dignity and shame of Tongtian and Yuanshi respectively as her tools...