The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

"The rosy clouds are green and the white dew is frost. The so-called Yiren are on the side of the water. Ah Shuang, this is your favorite poem. It is said that it was passed down in your Qingqiu. You also said that this poem contains your name. I must remember. Ah Shuang, I have never forgotten it all these years, but—where does your soul go now? I only blamed me for being too aggressive and made a big mistake, causing you to jump off the god-killing stage... Ah Shuang, I have always been sorry for you, so - I can't let our son be stained again, can you forgive me for what I did this time?"

The Emperor of Heaven sighed quietly and remained silent.

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The trees on Luojia Mountain were overgrown, the vegetation grew wildly, and it was a scene of decay. Di Shiyin walked around the mountain for a long time before he found any traces of buildings.

Those traces were buried under the weeds, and the original appearance has long been lost, not even a plaque can be seen. [

There are a few traces that look like a fire...

After finally finding an Orion in the mountains and asking about the Purple Lotus Gate, the Orion looked blank and told him that there was a big fire here hundreds of years ago, which burned for several days and nights and wiped out all the things inside. It was all burnt out and nothing was left.

At that time, the world was full of wars, and it was no longer the structure of the five countries. It was divided into dozens of small countries.

Frequent wars and poor living conditions have greatly shortened the lifespan of human beings. People who lived more than 300 years ago were almost dead.

Those who survived are desperately trying to survive. How can anyone remember the history of more than 300 years ago?

Continuous wars have also destroyed many documents in the flames of war. Small countries are busy with wars and building their own culture and history. How can they be willing to preserve the history of the previous dynasty?

Most of them burned down without a trace...

So Di Shiyin asked countless people, but no one remembered who Da Moliu, Lian Yu, and Zi Sang Hewan were...

Of course, they don't even know whose disciples they used to be. They have been submerged in the torrent of history and no longer exist.

Di Shiyin stood in a piece of wild grass, with a wry smile on his lips.

I am simply crazy!

To actually believe the words of a girl full of lies, and run down to prove it...

Luo Qingyu's almost burning eyes flashed in front of her eyes, that kind of anger, that kind of expression really didn't look fake——

This little fairy's acting skills are extremely high, almost making him believe it——

I have been staying in the sky all the time, and I only went down to the earth once in hundreds of years to check the demon sect's lair, and stayed in the mortal world for decades.

He also remembered clearly those decades in the mortal world, and he didn't marry any wife at all.

Later, he was ambushed by the Devil's Cult and nearly died. If Yan Chi hadn't risked his life to save him, he might have to re-enter reincarnation...

He has been in a coma in the sky for a whole month, and has been served by Yan Chiyi in a puzzled way...

I didn't have any contact with the second woman at all, but I didn't expect that these little fairies would make a fuss about their decades in the mortal world and pretend to be their wives— Bleak [