He and It

Yan Huan curled up with his dragon body in a daze, his nine eyes frozen.

Supreme Goodness, yes, I should have thought of it a long time ago...Only Supreme Goodness can suppress my rage and malice, making me unable to act or get angry. Only Supreme Goodness can attract myself, who is the Ultimate Evil, in this way. He and I are like two poles of black and white, repelling and chasing each other. The combination of me and him is exactly the balanced situation that those true immortals expect to see.

The Dragon God trembled unconsciously, and after being stunned, he felt extreme humiliation.

I have been deceived, he thought. This is not a perfect marriage like "the flowers are beautiful and the moon is full, and the moon is happy". I am still a puppet, still a puppet designed by the immortals. From birth to death, I have been at their mercy!

This was not the path I wanted to take, and they forced me to leave. The marriage to the most kind person was not what I wanted to do, and they still used their sweet words to deceive me into marrying me. Am I the Dragon God? What kind of dragon god am I? Is there such a pathetic god as me in the world?

The more sad and angry he became, the more he thought of Liu Fuguang uncontrollably. He thought of his smile, his warm touch, his tenderness and love... What wonderful things, but they were not for me! He has never seen my true body and knows how pathetic and abominable I am, how twisted and ugly I am. All he sees is my skin, which is my perfect and false disguise!

The extreme collapse and rage caused the eyeless dragon to scream and break through the battlefield. His wounds have healed, and the divine blood has given him new power, as well as new viciousness and madness. He can finally kill with overwhelming strength. A mortal immortal.

That evening, the ground of the ancient battlefield was soaked in blood, and the sky was also soaked in blood. The dismembered bodies of a group of true immortals were splashed among the soil, and their blood was silver as light as dew.

Yan Huan has not returned home yet, but he has sealed off the entire Dragon Palace, not allowing anyone or even any information to enter or exit.

Young Liu Fuguang didn't know the inside story, but his intuition was uneasy. He sat and lay in the Dragon Palace impatiently, waiting for Yan Huan to come back.

He thought that Yan Huan was probably seriously injured and couldn't maintain the disguise, so he hid outside and didn't want to be seen. But this is also an idea to comfort himself. He has been promoted from Nascent Soul to Distraction, and has a vague prediction of the future of heaven. In his eyes, Yan Huan being unable to see anyone for a long time is an extremely bad omen.

From the time the Dragon Palace was sealed off to the time Yan Huan came back, three months had passed that were neither long nor short.

Looking at the scene below, Liu Fuguang still remembers that when Yan Huan stepped onto the steps of the Dragon Palace again, the dark robes were completely soaked, and the hem of the clothes trailed silver wet marks, extending from the first step to the top. He didn't understand what it was at the time, but now, he finally solved his old confusion.

Dragon God looked at his Taoist companion with dark eyes and said softly: "I'm back."

Young Liu Fuguang rushed over and checked the injuries on his body.

"You... you're okay!" He said happily, "I heard from outside news that this battle is difficult to fight. You were seriously injured and almost died. The real immortals are also in trouble... How are you now? Are you okay?"

"It's okay," Yan Huan put down his hand without leaving a trace, with a gentle smile on her lips, "I'm very polite, but I'm just afraid that someone will take advantage of the situation and cause trouble in the Dragon Palace, so I sealed this place first to make you worry. "

Liu Fuguang laughed: "I am worried, but as long as you are safe, I have nothing else to ask for."

He was relieved, but felt a little strange.

Since coming back, Yan Huan's nine eyes have been staring at him without blinking, and he has stopped wandering around. This is an extremely rare phenomenon.

Liu Fuguang was puzzled, but it was hard to say clearly. Yan Huan lived in the Dragon Palace for a few days, still tightly controlling the information from the outside world, and not letting Liu Fuguang's ears hear any rumors that he shouldn't know.

"What's wrong with you?" A few days later, Liu Fuguang propped his head and stared at Yan Huan strangely, "When you go home this time, you talk less and smile less. You just stare at me when you have nothing to do... If you are unhappy in any way, Just tell me about it, don’t keep brooding in your heart, we are Taoists."

Yan Huan looked gloomy and stared at him intently, then suddenly laughed twice.

"I think... I have something to show you." He said slowly, every word seemed to have been chewed between his lips and teeth several times before spitting it out thoughtfully, "Do you want to follow me?"

Liu Fuguang said unexpectedly: "Okay, where should we go?"

Taking him with him, Yan Huan came to the battlefield where great catastrophes were caused in the past and ancient gods fought. At this time, except for the endless golden-red soil, there was nothing and nothing left on this wasteland.

"I really want you to see this place," said the Dragon God. "This is where I was born."

When Liu Fuguang came here for the first time, he commented in surprise: "It doesn't look like... there's nothing terrible? Doesn't it mean that there is endless blood flowing here, and there is always a violent and evil atmosphere of gods killing each other?"

Yan Huan laughed. He did not answer Liu Fuguang's question, but led him slowly and slowly to the edge of the battlefield.

"This place is called Huangji. It was originally the place where the Red Emperor gave birth to the eleven dragon kings. The southernmost part of the Huangji is the cliff of Zhongshan. After the Yellow Emperor killed the god of Zhongshan, Zhongshan no longer existed, only a piece of The deep chasm remains, and anything that falls into it will turn into nothingness.”

Liu Fuguang looked over: "Ah, it turns out this is the cliff of Zhongshan... According to legend, people who accidentally fall into the cliff of Zhongshan will merge with the dead mountain god of Zhongshan and fall into an eternal sleep. Is it real."

Yan Huan said: "It's true."

When Liu Fuguang was about to turn around and ask him how he knew the answer, his body suddenly shook violently.

Liu Fuguang let out a soft "Ah". He turned his back to Yan Huan, and a chill instantly swept through his body.

what happened?

His brain was running sluggishly, unable to process what was happening suddenly.

……what happened?

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