Ji you is staring at the two figures standing together in the dreamland.


    I can''t believe listening to the ethereal illusory sound from the sky.


    "God of war?"


    She glanced at Jiang Ziwen''s deep, dark, icy eyes and wanted to ask what she wanted to ask, but the burning pain on her back became more and more intense, which made her want to reach out and touch it, but couldn''t reach it.


    Jiang Ziwen ignored her.


    It''s just that the meaning is not clear, the eyes are complicated, and the thoughts are flying. I''m looking at everything in the dreamland --


    "my brother will go with you."


    The thick and boundless deep sound is far and wide, full of indulgence and indulgence.


    "Forget it, brother war God belongs to the God of justice. It can''t be compared with me and the dead. Everyone respects you. You can''t get involved in this kind of thing. I can''t harm you."


    "No, my brother will accompany you."


    “……”


    The fairyland surrounded by fairy mist changed the scene quickly.


    Ghosts cry and howl, bloody setting sun, purgatory like earth, is the underworld!


    Ji Yunai and Jiang Ziwen stand on the top of the sky, overlooking the top of the hot lava mountain in the underworld.


    She saw the king of the dead in the slaughter of ghosts and gods, terror, cold-blooded, a terrible killing special kill!


    She also saw LINGJI''s dress and robe, which was purple and fragrant, standing on the top of the mountain, and kneeling in front of her was a strange middle-aged man in Yan Wang''s robe.


    Then, a golden armor, such as the world''s heroes, arrogant and domineering Jiang Ziwen, cold and merciless, chopped off the man''s head.


    In an instant, the whole underworld, the death knell.


    -


    the scene of fantasy is changing rapidly.


    From the scene of the massacre in the underworld, it has become a golden Luan hall.


    Ji Younai recognized the dark emperor Qingwu at a glance!


    "One is your little daughter! One is your God of war! The two of them killed the head of the lonely hell! God! Do you want to go to war? Today, if you don''t give an account! It''s not over! "


    The spirit is weird and beautiful. Standing on the golden Luan hall, he is still fearless.


    Beautiful eyes enchanting, poison light suddenly appear, purple veil, hook lips sneer: "you kill innocent people in the underworld first, my princess just acts for heaven, cut off the head of the culprit to sacrifice to heaven, kill you a few ghosts and gods, insignificant, Lao Qingwu, my head is here, do you have the ability to kill back?"


    After the curtain curtain of gold beads, the emperor of heaven is extremely mysterious, and the ethereal and empty cold sound comes out --


    "who killed the great Yama of the Ming emperor?"


    "It''s me."


    LINGJI and Jiang Ziwen, who is in golden armor, have the same voice!


    The next second, while Linggui tried to prove that he was the one who killed the great Yama, Jiang Ziwen suddenly pulled Linggui behind him and showed his sword stained with the blood of Mahayama.


    "To the emperor of heaven, I personally cut off the head of the great Yama. I am willing to bear all the responsibilities and have no fear of death. I only ask the emperor not to severely punish the spirit and guile."


    "You killed the lone Yama! Now the top ten yamas are vacant! It''s not cheap for you! Gu wants you to enter the underworld. You will be a ghost and God for generations to come. You will be loyal to you. You will no longer be a god of war. If you succeed to the throne of King Guang of Qin Dynasty, you can only be accompanied by ghosts. There will be no glory in the past! "


    -


    the scene in the illusion is constantly changing.


    From the Jinluan hall in the sky, it is transformed into an endless sea of beautiful and bloody flowers.


    Jiang Ziwen was dressed in black and gold robes, pale and bent. He plucked a gorgeous flower on the other side of the river and put it in the cloud bun of ink hair.


    "In the future, I can''t protect you in the heaven. Think twice before you do anything. Don''t make any more chaos. The emperor of heaven can''t bear you. You must know how to protect yourself. Do you hear me?"


    She is elegant and graceful sitting in the sea of flowers, with her black hair hanging lazily on one side of her chest. The skin exposed behind her is a shocking mark of whip and thunder.


    "If you can''t hear me, you''ll die. It seems that I''ve never been able to accommodate me in this world..."


    "Be obedient!"


    "Don''t listen."


    Jiang Ziwen crouched down in front of Linggui, arrogant and smiling. He reached out and touched Linggui''s head.


    "I know you''ll listen to me if it doesn''t work."


    “……”


    "It''s just that I can''t go back to heaven in the future. Will she often come to see me?"


    "Yes, once a day is enough? Or Brother God of war, you find me a place to live in the underworld. I will live here. The coffin palace will not go back. Anyway, it is so cold that everyone is afraid that I hate me, and I have no place to go. I call the dead, and we live here together. In fact, Ji Ruchen can come, but He is missing. I haven''t been able to find him up to now. He may not be able to come... "


    "No place to go? The undead told me that you have a favorite person in your heart, that person Isn''t it good for you? "The spirit is strange and melancholy, beautiful and moving, looking at the bloody setting sun in the sky.


    "He said that I am vicious and my heart is like a snake and scorpion. He should like clean and simple people. I am not worthy of such an evil person. I am despised..."


    "You and me." Jiang Ziwen leans over and embraces Linggui in his arms. "He deceives you, hurts you, and negates you. I will kill him. Remember, I will always protect you..."


    "Brother I like the flower sea on the other side of the netherworld. I like the flower of death. Can you help me to make a picture of the flower on my back


    "Well, as you wish."


    In the sea of flowers on the other side of the river, the poisonous and beautiful girl, sexy and enchanting, has taken off her crimson dress and robe, revealing the porcelain muscle back which should have been smooth as clotting fat, but now it is scarred. She lies lazily in the flower sea on the other side, humming an unknown tune, holding her cheek, enduring pain, so that the handsome, arrogant and domineering man behind her will use countless silver needles of different colors She pricked her back with a sharp pain


    Soon, a shocking and gorgeous picture of flowers on the other side of the yellow spring appears behind the girl''s spirit.


    The flowers on the other side are lifelike, blooming in a flash and withering for thousands of years.


    -


    all illusions are broken like bubbles.


    A dreamland, Ji you is pale, full of cold sweat kneeling on the ground.


    She had a splitting headache, and her back was burning and stinging, which made her almost intolerable.


    It turns out that Jiang Ziwen was not the king of Qin Guang, but the God of war respected by the gods. He was demoted to the underworld because of his uncanny spirit. He was accompanied by ghosts for generations to come


    Her inexplicable heartache recalled the man who was willing to be demoted without any complaint or regret in the dreamland just now. She also recalled that she was so disappointed that everyone hated her and avoided being like a snake and scorpion. She remembered that she and gongsiyu were doomed to be separated. She and Jiang Li were made for each other


    Bitter smile, smile and cry


    "How can you look so ugly? What''s the matter with you? "


    Jiang Ziwen frowned and asked coldly, squatting down. Even though his heart was full of flame, he was still soft hearted.


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