The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 462
Life in the ancient city was leisurely, and part of the profits earned by the shops was used by Tang Wan'er to take care of the homeless children.

These children sometimes get some classics, which record the stories of the alliance. Tang Wan'er wants to pass on the will of the alliance from the children to this generation.

"Wan'er, is this really good?"

"There's nothing wrong with that."

Zhao Chen frowned slightly.

"You're going to bring civilization here and maybe ruin their lives."

"It's just some will, and it's only a small number of children. Don't worry, when they grow up, you will understand."

Hundreds of years passed in a flash.

Zhao Chen and the others left several times during this period.

Three Thousand Immortals is still stable, and the alliance is the absolute master.

And in this ancient city, some crises are just around the corner.

"Zhao Chen, have you heard?"

"what?"

"A fairy has started to build a city."

"What's the matter, you also want to build a city?"

"I don't have an idea yet, but we will definitely build a city in the future, won't we?"

"maybe."

Zhao Chen understood what Tang Wan'er was thinking, but Zhao Chen couldn't encourage her, lest all previous efforts be wasted.

The will of the alliance germinated in the hearts of street children, and they yearned for such a world.

But Zhao Chen never said that such a world is real.

In the store, several children were discussing.

"what are you guys saying?"

"Boss, Master Wan'er said that when we become rich in the future, he will take us to build a city. Is it true?"

Zhao Chen had a wry smile on his face.

"it is true."

These children can't be happy, and this may be their goal.

In the backyard of the chamber of commerce.

"Ruolan, let's set up a chamber of commerce."

"Why?"

"For Wan'er."

The chamber of commerce began to be established, and some young immortals became members of the chamber of commerce, and they began to make profits.

Under Ruolan's management, the Chamber of Commerce's business is getting bigger and bigger.

Decades later, the number of immortals in Zhao Chen's chamber of commerce has reached a thousand, and there are shops in many ancient cities.

"Zhao Chen, I think it's almost there."

"How are you going to build the city?"

"This is the site selection, and this is the commercial road."

"Yes, you can figure it out."

Tang Wan'er invested a lot of money to build a small city, but the benefits earned were not proportional to the investment, but Zhao Chen never objected.

Days passed, and finally some immortals settled in the small town, and their income began to increase.

For an ordinary big city, it takes tens of thousands of years of accumulation.

In Zhao Chen's small town, immortal dwellings began to appear on the periphery.

"Zhao Chen, did you know it from the beginning?"

"Of course, this place is different from the alliance. There has never been a city of its own. Now you understand."

"But I've never regretted it, and that's fine."

"what ever."

Three months have passed, and a huge crisis is quietly flowing. The immortal in a northern city suddenly disappeared mysteriously.

Several gods and men went to investigate.

But nothing was found.

A few days later, when Zhao Chen and the others saw a group of black mist, they were also taken aback.

The immortals trembled and ran away one after another.

"Can't go."

Zhao Chen sacrificed to Demon Realm, and forcibly wrapped Tang Wan'er and Ruolan together.

After the black mist floated over the small town.

All living beings were captured.

Zhao Chen and the others walked out of the Demon Realm, and the small town instantly became extremely desolate.

"what happened?"

"The black mist has a will."

This matter spread quickly, and even the gods couldn't stop it.

As for where the captured monks will be sent, Zhao Chen and the others don't know at all.

"Zhao Chen, we have to save them."

"What if we don't come back?"

"Then I'll go alone, I won't leave them behind."

After the next black mist appeared, Tang Wan'er and the others stood on the city wall.

The city has long been empty.

After the black mist drifted away.

"Zhao Chen."

Tang Wan'er shouted.

Zhao Chen gently opened Annihilation.

"Sure enough."

Suddenly a ray of light flickered in the sky.

"This is the Great Desolation Fragment."

Zhao Chen took a deep breath, they seemed to have come to a terrible place
It was desolate, Zhao Chen and the others had just left for a short time when they saw the bones of the immortal.

"Zhao Chen, can you feel it?"

"No, even if it is a fragment of the Great Desolation, it is terrible."

In this world, Zhao Chen and the others wandered for several years, but they still found nothing.

"Wan'er, let's go back."

Tang Wan'er quietly stared into the distance.

"Zhao Chen, let's destroy this world."

The sadness in Tang Wan'er's heart broke out in an instant, and they saw nothing but bones along the way.

"Wan'er?"

A mass of destructive power began to spread.

"what."

At that moment, the whole earth began to crack.

With a wave of Zhao Chen's hand, the Heaven-reaching Stele appeared crazily, dragging Tang Wan'er and Ruolan away.

The prehistoric fragments will soon be repaired.

Those immortals who were taken away are currently building their own homes in the whole world.

A purple-haired girl sat quietly on the mountain peak.

"Lord Lan'er, are you really not going to meet them once?"

"There is no need, my lord, I will never understand."

Tang Wan'er returned to that desolate small city, the anger in her heart reached its peak, and the destructive power was spreading on her purple hair.

"Who the hell is that, and what's the point of doing this?"

Zhao Chen seemed to understand a little bit.

"Wan'er, they may still be alive, and the strong man who created this place may just be protecting them."

"Protect?"

Tang Wan'er couldn't understand, and in a fit of anger, she returned to the Three Thousand Immortal Realm. She didn't see Zhao Chen for a long time.

But Zhao Chen never gave up, and stayed here with Ruolan, so that those children who were not taken away could grow up healthily.

In the world of Three Thousand Immortals, on the floating island, Tang Wan'er has not left a step for 1000 years.

On this day, Zhao Chen appeared on the island, under the ancient tree, Tang Wan'er was practicing.

"Wan'er."

Zhao Chen yelled softly.

Tang Wan'er slowly opened her eyes.

"How did you come?"

Tang Wan'er's indifference suddenly broke out.

"To see you."

"I don't need your pity, go away."

Zhao Chen also sat under the tree.

"You sealed your feelings?"

"Let me be quiet, will you?"

Zhao Chen suddenly grabbed Tang Wan'er's little hand.

"It's all over, even if they die, so what, have we seen fewer killings?"

Tang Wan'er burst out with destructive power in an instant, annihilating Zhao Chen's arm.

"Zhao Chen, from now on, I will practice alone and ascend to the God Realm. We are no longer husband and wife." Tang Wan'er said firmly.

Zhao Chen gently closed his eyes.

"Okay, Wan'er, you have your way to go, and I won't stop you."

Zhao Chen jumped away from the floating island.

(End of this chapter)