Lie Ping Hei Lian was promoted by being a salted fish

Ji Mu's idea was destined to end up with no one verifying it.

Afterwards, he wanted to ask Ling Yue, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know where to start, and it seemed like he knew nothing.

It seemed as if a precious memory that he once cared about was disappearing.

It made him suddenly feel flustered.

But what was forgotten?

Is it a person or a thing?

But how could I forget?

In the end, that panic quickly disappeared.

Ji Mu's expression changed from being somewhat confused to being determined.

All memories are forgotten.

He has been very busy recently, and he has made great contributions to all of this today.

He was just busy and absent-minded, which led to some illusions.

Sheng Hongyi opened her eyes again and returned to the alien realm, but there was a person standing in front of her.

He was wearing a flamboyant red robe, with wild black hair and a sword on his back!

Sheng Hongyi sat up:

"The God of Death."

I had never seen it before, but I recognized it at first sight.

The God of Killing raised his lips, and chatted with Sheng Hongyi like old friends:
"woke up?"

"How do you know it's me?"

Sheng Hongyi glanced at the sword on his back. It didn't matter if it was not unsheathed. The familiarity that formed in an instant when their eyes met was enough for her to recognize the God of Death.

In fact, even though she had never seen the God of Death, she just felt that he should be like this.

She wasn't prepared to answer the God of Killing's question because there was nothing to say.

She looked around and seemed to be still in the secret room of the Lian family's patriarch's house. However:

"Are you the consciousness of the God of Death?"

The God of Killing scratched his ears:

"I guessed it right, you're so boring!"

Sheng Hongyi: "...You're already dead, why would you come back? I'll take good care of Fenxie for you."

Having said that, Sheng Hongyi still felt an uncontrollable sadness in her heart:

The God of Killing will never come back.

"Tsk, you are so soft-hearted, this is not good. I know that I am loved by everyone, but don't be sad, this is the result of my seeking kindness."

After saying this, the God of Death opened his mouth and seemed to accept his own death very calmly.

However, Sheng Hongyi stared at him expressionlessly:
"I am about the same age as the Wasteland Realm. How old are you? You have such a strong taste."

Killer God: “…”

This was the first time in his life and life that he was speechless. Looking at the delicate face in front of him, he suddenly forgot what he was going to say!

Strictly speaking, the Holy Lotus is indeed as old as the Wasteland.

He shuddered suddenly.

too frightening.

He never spoke casually again.

Seeing that he was standing there without saying anything, with a look as if he was choking and couldn't breathe, Sheng Hongyi felt extremely satisfied.

Humph, it's his fault for being so mean.

That she is hard-mouthed but soft-hearted?

Although there may be a little bit of that, it cannot be said out loud!

Sheng Hongyi has always been very concerned about her reputation, so how could she admit this?

"Tell me, do you have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Sheng Hongyi glanced at the God of Killing and got back to the topic.

"I'm here to remind you." The God of Killing was worthy of being the God of Killing. He returned to normal after a while.

God knows how much effort he put into finding the black lotus.

In fact, he had predicted his own death long before he had a decisive battle with the damned God.

It’s a pity that he had to go to that battle.

However, he would not be willing to die alone. He had to find a successor to eliminate his lifelong enemy.

At that time, although there were still some people in the God Realm who were like him and opposed the Lord God, there were still some who resisted desperately.

But the God of Death has already seen that they will not be able to achieve anything.

It might cause some trouble, but it's not enough to kill "him".

Although that was his enemy, the Killer God still had to say unwillingly that it had its own real abilities to be able to become the Lord God.

By the time it betrayed this world, it had already grown strong and its influence had already been established.

In the wasteland at that time, almost all the sons of luck, including him, were dead.

Just relying on those gods in the God Realm, who have long been kept in the dark by the Lord God like canaries, do they think they can defeat the Lord God with just their bloodiness?
Do not make jokes?
If it were that easy, things wouldn't have come to this point.

He put in a lot of effort and worked hard before he finally figured out the secret.

The God Lord is going to face a disaster, and the one who will suffer is Hei Lian.

In this disaster, Black Lotus has a chance of winning, and it is also the only chance to destroy the God Lord and restart the wasteland world.

The God of Killing didn't know how to do this specifically.

But, he must know who Hei Lian is?
The God of Killer searched for a long time before he was sure that the black lotus should be part of the holy lotus.

Unfortunately, he didn't live to see it all with his own eyes.

If he had not fought with the God Lord, the God Lord would not even be injured, let alone buy the Wasteland Realm those precious time to survive.

Although I know that I can't see all of this with my own eyes, there are always more solutions than problems.

Besides, he was really worried.

In order to ensure that everything went smoothly, he made a lot of arrangements.

God knows how difficult these are.

Shenglian controls the space-time tunnel, and he wants to find these two people in the space-time tunnel.

Especially the Black Lotus, which really gave him a lot of thought.

Fortunately, he is smart and resourceful.

Since the Black Lotus was running around and he couldn't catch it, he used the White Lotus as bait and kept following it. After several attempts, he finally found the "awake" Black Lotus in front of him.

Yes, Hei Lian, who has not yet recovered her memory, is too weak. Telling her all this might scare her to the point of insanity.

Black Lotus is the only glimmer of hope for the future, and the God of Death cannot let anything happen to her.

No, he even gave her Fenxie.

First of all, he wanted to find a home for his old friend. His death was inevitable, but why should his old friend die with him? He wouldn't do that!
Besides, he was also considering Fenxie's future.

If Fenxie can follow Shenglian, his status will rise in the future.

As for the second one, it is also to increase Hei Lian's chances of winning. His old friend's strength is also earth-shattering.

In addition, Fenxie is his natal sword. When Hei Lian was fighting to the death with the God Lord, Fenxie represented him in some way.

It can be said that he took revenge with his own hands!

"Remind? Are you going to tell me who the Lord God is?"

Sheng Hongyi was not surprised.

If there is one person in this world who knows the Lord God best, it is the God of Death!
He was someone who had personally fought against the Lord God.

If he couldn't clearly explain who the God Lord was and didn't know his specific strength, no one else could know more specifically.

The God of Killing threw a wink at Sheng Hongyi, his words as sweet as honey:
"clever!"

Sheng Hongyi was calm, she had seen many handsome men and had long been immune to them, but a wild and unruly type like the Killer God was quite new to her.

Unfortunately, he is not a human being. He is just a wisp of spiritual consciousness now.

The God of Death looked at Sheng Hongyi like an old monk in meditation, his eyes didn't move at all, and he suddenly felt bored:

"Would you like to guess?" Sheng Hongyi stood up:

"It must be someone from the Netherworld."

This is what Sheng Hongyi is sure of.

"And, perhaps the Lord God was born in a humble family?"

But Sheng Hongyi was not sure about this.

But she always felt that way.

The big families were intertwined and she had been to the netherworld before, but no one had mentioned the Lord God.

It is said that it is an honor to have a god in the family.

How could you just disappear without a trace like this?

Sheng Hongyi has a strange feeling about the underworld.

There seems to be no Lord God, yet there is always a feeling that traces of the Lord God are everywhere.

Hengwu Ghost Town, Qinglong Tomb...

The God of Killing looked at Sheng Hongyi with more interest. As far as he knew, Hei Lian probably knew nothing when he went to the Netherworld.

Not to mention awakening memories.

To have such a sharp intuition, wow, he is worthy of being the Lord God.

"You're right."

"The Lord God is indeed from the Netherworld."

"As for it, you already know what it looks like, and you've actually seen part of it."

The Killer God's tone was a little strange, and within that strangeness was an indescribable sigh.

Sheng Hongyi's heart began to beat violently for no apparent reason. At this moment, she suddenly felt that things were finally heading in a direction she didn't want to develop.

"What's the meaning."

She heard her own voice was low and full of repression.

The God of Killing suddenly smiled and sighed:
"Since the Lord God ascended to heaven, others have called him the Ghost God!"

"boom!"

Sheng Hongyi only felt that a bolt of lightning suddenly struck her from the sky, making her dizzy and completely losing the ability to think.

There was only a blank space left in the sea of ​​consciousness!
How can it be? !
Ghosts and monsters are the lowest existences in the underworld.

A god who sits at the top and plays tricks on all living things actually climbed up from the mire at the bottom!
How is it impossible?!
All the details about the netherworld suddenly clicked into place.

She held her head and staggered a few times before she steadied herself.

She thought hard about it.

She tried to find the flaws in the Killer's words, and then confronted him fiercely, telling him that none of this was true.

However, she made a desperate discovery and the more she tried to search, the more certain she became that this was true.

Ghost!

It really is it!

So, Wuyuan!
When Wu Yuan first met her, he told her that his name was Yi!
One, original!
So his name is Wuyuan!
Why, Qingxuan and Guangchang both said that Wuyuan was the lord of the underworld.

That's what it meant.

"Wang Yuan is the incarnation of the Wushen?"

That’s why there is the term “part”.

She heard herself asking softly, as if she was afraid of scaring someone.

The God of Killing said “hmm”.

Sheng Hongyi closed her eyes:
"Does he know who I am?"

The God of Killing didn't say anything, still looking at Sheng Hongyi with a smile.

Sheng Hongyi was silent for a moment. Yes, how could she ask such a stupid question.

Originally, she believed that Wangyuan didn't know about it. However, the tribulation she experienced in becoming a god at Xiushui Peak was so grand, and everyone in the Wasteland Continent knew that she must be related to the Black Lotus. How could Wangyuan not know about it?
Maybe I would have felt it earlier.

Sheng Hongyi was silent for a long time, no one knew what she was thinking about, and the God of Killing was not in a hurry either. He stopped chattering like before and instead remained silent.

His eyes fell on an empty space, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Sheng Hongyi moved her eyes and saw the scene of the God of Killing.

Something in her heart suddenly moved.

That thread seemed to be alive, connecting everything.

Her somewhat dim eyes then brightened up again.

From beginning to end, she didn't want to doubt Wu Yuan and believed in her own judgment.

It's impossible for her to not be able to tell the good guys from the bad guys.

She and Wuyuan shared hardships in the underworld.

If Wu Yuan wanted to harm her, he could do it easily and had countless opportunities to kill her.

But he didn't, not even once.

He even kept saving her and giving her advice.

It was at that time that Wu Yuan didn't know anything and said that she was his lucky star, so he treated her very well.

So what happened next?

With Wuyuan's intelligence, it is impossible for her to wait until the entire Wasteland Continent knows that she has a relationship with Heilian before finding out everything.

Perhaps, ever since the Wushen appeared and dealt her a fatal blow, he had already figured out the cause and effect.

She had been in a deep sleep for a hundred years, and Wu Yuan had visited her more than once. He had also personally instructed her on the refining of the Void Pill. He also took the initiative to understand the physical conditions of Sheng Yunfan and Ji Chengfeng after they had taken the Void Pill, and helped them to heal quickly and successfully return to cultivation!
Is this favor towards the enemy?
If he saw her as an enemy, why would he do these things?

At this point, she suddenly realized that the Netherworld really seemed like another world. No matter whether it was Wangyuan, the Ten Kings of Hell, or Heifeng and Li Xuanfeng, none of them entered the time tunnel after becoming gods, but instead performed their duties and lived peacefully in the Netherworld.

Sheng Hongyi shook her dizzy head. With Wu Yuan's cultivation level, he could kill her while she was sleeping without anyone noticing, as easy as killing an ant.

But he didn't do that.

These reasons could convince her to believe in Wuyuan.

So what if I have a clone?
It was not like Sheng Hongyi had never heard of a clone betraying the consciousness of the main body.

However, subconsciously, this identity still had an impact on her.

She needed more reasons to calm the storm that suddenly arose in her heart.

The moment she saw the God of Death, she suddenly felt relieved.

How could she forget one thing?

Shashen, Wuyuan and Guangchang, aren’t they good friends?
How could a God of Death with such a temper be friends with someone who truly betrayed this world?

Never.

So, there is only one possibility.

Wu Yuan had already separated from Wu Shen? !
After getting a glimpse of this shocking secret, Sheng Hongyi's mood, which had originally calmed down a little, was once again stirred up by huge waves.

It turns out that the high and mighty God of the Underworld is actually... incomplete?
Incompleteness means lack of strength.

Without Wu Yuan, she would have a better chance of winning.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, Sheng Hongyi suddenly found it a little funny.

What chance of winning? Where is the chance of winning?

She can't win whether facing Wushen or Wuyuan now.

"What are you thinking about?"

The God of Killing seemed to have come back to his senses from the past, and he asked again.

Sheng Hongyi shook her head and did not hide anything:

"Of course I'm still thinking about Wushen and Wuyuan."

The underworld, it seems she has to go there a second time.

Don't be afraid of the disparity in strength. The ghost god comes from the underworld, so there must be many traces of him there.

Thinking of the Ten Kings of Hell, the war in the underworld has been going on for many years. It turns out that everything had already begun when she knew nothing.

(End of this chapter)