Dijun's black moonlight is back

When the ancient gods first created the world with the Sky-Opening Ax, the earliest places where they were born were the Great Luotian of the Sanqing Dynasty and the Land of Nothingness.

One is the divine realm where the Supreme God lives and practices, and the other is the tomb of the gods, where even the God of Creation rests after he emerges.

Regardless of whether they are gods or beasts born in Daluotian, their seniority and cultivation are frighteningly high.

As for the land of nothingness, no life has been born there, but if it really follows the calculation of heaven.

Except for the Ancient God of Kaitian and the God of Creation, all others can be counted as her descendants of Spirit Master Shaohao.

She is the first creature in the void.

The first creature in the Great Luotian of the Sanqing Dynasty was the first Heavenly Lord after the founding of the ancient world.

Zulong and Yujia, the two divine beasts, were born in Daluotian shortly after. They met each other and gave birth to Zhulong Yinglong Yushi, a group of dragons.

Some dragons stayed in the 33rd heaven, while others went to the earthly spirit world.

It is because of these descendants of the dragon clan in the lower realm that there are spiritual beasts like the Prisoner Niu Bian.

Xingzhao, a short-sighted little devil, actually guessed that she was more powerful than Prisoner Niu.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Yanzhi really had Yujia's bloodline, he would probably still be called Lingyu's senior.

She looked at Xingzhi's thoughtful look and found it completely ridiculous.

"You'd better not think about it." Ling Yu said.

She really felt that Xingzhi's thinking was too redundant.

Looking at Ling Yu's look, Yanzhao knew that he probably wouldn't be able to ask questions today, so he gave up.

Anyway, he is very confident and will persevere in finding out Ling Yu's identity.

Until you know the answer.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the marks on her neck, and he felt a sense of success in his heart, and the anger he felt just now disappeared.

"Looking at Wen Yu's sanctimonious look," Yanzhao said with a smile, "He probably hasn't kissed you."

Ling Yu:?
Seeing her frowning and glaring at him, Yanzhi felt very satisfied.

But then he remembered another person: "What about Hedifeng? Has he kissed you?"

"Also, you are already married. How far have you gone? Could it be..."

Ling Yu stepped on his instep with force, blocking his unobstructed mouth in time.

"Shut up," Ling Yu said, "hurry up and tell me why you lied to Du Huanyi."

It was okay not to mention Hedifeng, but when Lingyu was mentioned, Yanzhao became particularly disgusting.

"Of course it's to capture the cow bones." Yanzhao looked matter-of-factly.

Ling Yu grabbed his collar and pulled him so hard that he had to bend down and lower his head.

"So you have to lie to her about your feelings," Ling Yu asked, "and let her marry you?"

Yanzhao always felt that Lingyu's reaction was particularly strange. He deliberately angered her or teased her many times, but the results were not what he wanted.

Most of the time, Ling Yu's reaction was very dull, as if he was cut off from the emotions and desires of the world, and he didn't care about many things.

Why is it that when it comes to this Miss Du, she seems a little... angry?
"Did you see the missing person notice in the city when you came here?" Yanzhi asked without answering.

Ling Yu frowned: "What does this have to do with you cheating on your marriage?"

Xingzhao lowered himself further, firstly to get closer to her, and secondly because the collar was so tight that it made it difficult to breathe.

"The Du family used the bones of imprisoned oxen to make a formation, which ensured that Sichuan City could still enjoy peace and prosperity in the midst of the war."

"There is a maze of ox bones maintained outside Jichuan City. Once you get out, you can't come back in. Therefore, the troops who fought in the south and the north and the refugees in exile can't see this city." Ling Yu understood, so many People who are looking for people actually do so because those people left and never found their way back again.

"Didn't you and Miss Du go out too?" Lingyu said, "Why are you back again?"

"She is the next person chosen by Prisoner Niu Gu to sacrifice for the formation," Xingzhi said. "After fulfilling her long-cherished wish, it's time to go to the sacrifice formation."

Lingyu's eyes swept over Yanzhi from head to toe: "Her long-cherished wish is to marry you?"

Xingzhi clicked his tongue at her and looked at her with an expression that was hard to carve out: "How is that possible? I have only known her for a few days. What is Su?"

Seeing Ling Yu clenching her fists, Xingzhi quickly continued: "What she misses is Xiao Lang who jumped into the water to save her when she was young."

"I gave Du Huanyi a glass of Ruyi wine, and I entered her dream and saw what happened back then. I originally wanted to capture that Xiao Lang and get married."

"Who would have known that I went to Nanhai. There was no one in the Xiao Mansion, and the mansion was overgrown with grass. There is a dilapidated tablet in the ancestral hall, which is her Xiao Lang based on his age."

Although Yanzhao was a demon king, he really couldn't get a dead person to marry her, so Li Daitaojiang had no choice but to go into battle in person.

"How did he die?" Ling Yu asked.

Hearing this, Xingzhi raised his arms and looked at her. This was not the Lingyu he knew. She actually took the initiative to ask about other people's stories.

"Sudden illness, war, hidden illness, or unexpected misfortunes are all possible," Xingzhi replied. "Anyway, when I went there, the wood of the memorial tablet was all eaten away by insects. It has been quite a long time."

"Du Huanyi has no fate with him. If I don't pretend to be her Xiao Lang, when will she be able to go to the sacrifice array, and when will I know where the bones of the prisoner ox are."

Ling Yu's hand slowly loosened up, and she didn't know why she felt a little confused.

An entire city is waiting to sacrifice a woman in order to continue to live peacefully in troubled times.

Lingyu couldn't judge the rationality of this move. She met Song Qinglin and Kuliu and knew that mortals were worse than ants in the waves of troubled times.

There is endless smoke outside, and the refugees have reached the point of cannibalizing human flesh.

And Jichuan City is protected by the bones of imprisoned cows, providing a shelter for these lucky people.

Once the formation is lost, the city will be exposed to many armies, just like a piece of rich fat.

I'm afraid that within a day, there will be corpses everywhere and rivers of blood.

Those who survive will also become hundreds of Song Qinglin and bitter willows.

She thought of the desperate eyes of those in Huangshaling, and of Song Qinglin's mother wailing.

Lingyu twitched slightly from somewhere in his heart.

She covered her heart in confusion. What does this feel like?She had never felt such a strange feeling before.

Lingyu wanted to find someone to ask, but when she looked up and saw Xingzhi's face, she felt indescribable disappointment.

It's not him. He's not the person she's looking for.

A gentle and upright face appeared, he lowered his head slightly, and there was a soft smile at the end of his eyes.

It is Wenjingzen.

Yanzhao looked at Lingyu's expression, and he felt her confusion and panic, and he also sensed the need for help when she raised her eyes.

When he was about to speak, Ling Yu disappeared in the blink of an eye.

He saw the fleeting disappointment in his eyes, and it was obvious that her request for help was not meant for him.

Xingzhao's heart was stabbed hard by something, and he followed Lingyu's example and covered his heart.

Unfortunately it didn't help, it still hurt.