After taking this concentric lock, he looked left and right to see that he could not see it.

Listen to the saint and say, "You can study slowly, and I'll go."

“Is that how you left?”When Yan could not believe, he looked at the face of Hongmeng with ease, and nothing looked like.

“What if?”The saint blinked, and she couldn’t think of anything else.

The sadness on Yan's face was even more, and he wanted to say something more, blinking in front of him, where there was the shadow of the saint.

It was also at the moment of the departure of the saint that the colors that belonged to him were restored to heaven and earth.

Wind, clouds, sky blue, clouds white, the ground is still blood flowing into the river, bloody thick.

In the distance, the little emperor also hurried to lead the royal forest army, and the rebels who were overwhelmed by the saint's power woke up one by one, and then saw the sword on their necks.

The little emperor looked at the corpses on the ground incredulously, and then tried to find someone like crazy.

"I have not seen the Holy Spirit."The forest army came to the road.

"I don't see the saint here."

The emperor's pale face would have eased somewhat.

"Emperor, here's a living man."The army came over when he came.

When the emperor saw Yan's beautiful face, he stood up and asked subconsciously, "What is your relationship with the saint?"

Shi Yan had already thought of the answer, "In the next line is the holy woman's people, the saint has been wandering, and when she leaves, the next saint has been designated, and within a month, the saint will go to the temple."

On the one hand, Xiao Zhen, Han Ziran, the three people looked at this picture, the emperor almost unquestioningly believed the words of the time, after all, with his appearance in the world is difficult to find the second, it must be the same as the saint from the same world.

Not long after, Shi Yan found a saint for Dawei, who was just an ordinary person, and the appearance in the woman was also a backward city, and at the same time, he established a family of sacrifices, and he was the first patriarch.

A year later, a statue carved from a stone stood in the middle of the former battlefield, the scene Xiao Zhen later saw in his dream.

In the midst of countless spring, summer, autumn and winter, Dawei established a huge dynasty step by step, and the Changxuan Emperor gradually grew from a young teenager to a great emperor who gathered the central government, and the prosperity of Dawei began.

Every year on a fixed day, the emperor will come to the goddess to stand for a day, year after year, without interruption.On this day, there was no crowd around him, and he followed the statue to speak, most of them thinking.

Until one day, with white hair, he brought an old man dressed in black, and the old man was in a large black robe with a snake head crutch in his hand, and looked at people.

The deep voice of the emperor asked the black-robed old man, "Is there really a way for me to meet the saint in the next life and be in love with each other?"

“Emperor, my witch clan is the bloodline that remained in the world in ancient times, and it is not difficult for us to change the line of human life.”

"Well, here is the golden chrysanthemum that I took from her head when I was young," said the long-sunty, who had taken from her bosom, "this paprion saint had been wearing for a few years, and it must have her breath on it, and it should be useful."

When the old man in the black robe took the step, his eyes flashed a little surprise but quickly disappeared, just saying: "Emperor, your merits in this life will let you become the Supreme in the emperor's house in the next life, really want to give up the merits of this body, only to seek the marriage with the saint's first?"

There was a rare smile on his face: "I have no regrets."

The old man in the black robe sighed, "The old man will be able to fulfill the emperor's wish."

As the old man said this, the long emperor's gratifying eyes looked at the statue of the towering cloud behind him, and his eyes showed his attachment and admiration when he was young.

Looking at this scene of Xiao Zhen, Han Ziran, the three people of the time are different, Xiao Zhen murmured: "I understand, I belong to the blood of the holy woman, the past life with such a kind of mealization between the three of us in this world."

Han Ziran looked at the mirror in the mirror of the Chang Xuan emperor's look complex, slightly sighed: "I really did not think, whether it is a previous life or this life, I and the emperor have the name of teachers and disciples."

Xiao Zhen also laughed bitterly, how could she not, after hundreds of years, they actually met in such a position.

He looked at the two of them with a faint smile and said, "You can come here, which shows that Chang Xuan Emperor's obsession has disappeared, and my children are trying to put your lifeline back on the right track."Then Yan Yan said, suddenly pulling Han Ziran's hand and looking: "Surely, you have no life line in your hand."

"The first patriarch, my encounter with Ziran was a tit-for-tat at first," Xiao Zhen said at the time, he was the queen, and the son was the patriarch, and she even said because of the emperor's fear: "If it wasn't for the appearance of the patriarch of the patriarch at that time, we would probably not be together."

He nodded, “When the emperor died, he commanded the witch clan to not let anyone disturb you in the life you met, and if anyone had anything to do with you, he let the witch change the line of life.”

Han Ziran tightened his lips and said, "This witch is the same mystery as the sacrificial family."

“The witch?I have never heard of any wizards in the world."Xiao really thought about it, what is the witch in the Han Dynasty?

"You have not heard of it, for it is not long before this family I perish."It is cold and cold.

Xiao Zhen and Han Ziran looked at Shi Yan in amazement, and the appearance of the day was cold, and there was a deep sense of disgust at the bottom of his eyes: "This witch changed the life line of others without authorization, and if I did not destroy them, I would not know what kind of evil it would have happened in the future."Fortunately, the obsession between the three of you has ended, and from now on there will no longer be a problem with it.”

Xiao Zhen and Han Ziran looked at each other, and both saw a relaxed smile in each other's eyes.

Looking at the appearance of two people in love with each other, Yan sighed: "You are not happy too early, Xiao is really Hongmeng's bloodline, and the only task of this drop of blood is to clean up the mess left by Hong Meng, once you wait for the honor to realize that your task has been completed, the next thing to do is to recover her blood."

Xiao Zhen and Han Ziran both fainted, and Han Ziran quickly asked, “What will happen to take back?”

"If you take it back, Xiao Zhen will disappear."

Han Ziran's face was instantly pale.

It was Xiao Zhen, who looked suspiciously at the time, said, “Isn’t this a breakup between me and my son alive?”Then I and my son will also have a grudge, what is the completion of this task?Wouldn’t that be contrary to the original idea?”

When he laughed, he pointed to Han Ziran, who was nervous, and said, "I'm so scared of him, and it's funny to see how he scares me."

Xiao Zhen, Han Ziran: “...”

"Don't worry, the two of you have long been associated with the blood of the previous life, and you have been reborn, and now you are a flesh-and-blood person, and how can you do such a thing as to separate the marriage of others."

Goodness?Xiao Zhen and Han Ziran also remembered in their hearts that the Hongmeng statue seemed simple and harmless, but in fact, it was also an evil character, and it was really not on the side of kindness.

“Since the red dust is over, go back.”When Yan said, holding out his hand, the stone key on his body actually appeared in his hand, and soon, the stone key turned into a powder, followed by the gradual weakness of the white fog, at the same time, Xiao Zhen and Han Ziran also disappeared in the white fog.

When the fog is gone, it is a forest.

Shi Yan looked up at the statue in front of him, his body slowly vacated, and finally flew in the middle of the sky to look at the statue below, faintly saying: "God statues and junctions do not belong here."When he reached out again, the concentric lock appeared in the palm of his hand, the other hand was drawn from the concentric lock, and the concentric lock became powderless in an instant, and at the same time, the statue also dissipated into a little starlight.

Shi Yan closed his eyes, felt the ancient atmosphere in the world, when he opened his eyes, when he opened his eyes, he flew to the 39th sky with joy, with the flyby of the nine heavens, the spirit of the 19th heaven is getting more and more mellow, until the thirty-three days, the spirit of the thirty-six days, the spirit of the sky, to fly to the limit of 39 days a piece of nothing space, the spirit is pure and pure without impurities.

"O Lord, Supreme--" Then Yan ran around the empty room and shouted, "I'm back."

However, no one responded.

When Yan stopped, he only felt that there was something under his feet, and the spirit of the sky showed the bottom, and only saw that there were several chicken legs on the ground that had been eaten.

When Yan swallowed the corners of his mouth, the spirit he felt was not from the Supreme himself, but from the chicken leg bones that had been gnawed by the top.