Hou Tu took out the five volumes of Tiange and was not in a hurry to use it.
Instead, she handed the small bag she carried with her to Emperor Fengdu.
"Little madman, although you are so miserable, you have not reached the point where I am satisfied.
However, there is no other choice, it’s just you.
Here are all my belongings, which can give you some support."
After handing over the small bag, the soil came out from the forehead again.
A spot of light was pulled out. It was so bright that I couldn't see clearly what was inside.
With Emperor Fengdu looking surprised, Hou Tu pressed the light spot into Emperor Fengdu's forehead.
After the light spot disappeared into the skin, a fleshy mole was left behind, emitting a soft yellow light in a daze.
"This is the heart of the underworld, which represents all the authority in the underworld.
I casually said that I had handed the underworld into your hands a long time ago, but you do not have complete control over the underworld.
Therefore, it’s not entirely your fault if you are timid about doing things and make a mess.
Now, you have become the real king of the underworld. Don’t let me down."
Emperor Fengdu held Hou Tu's packet in one hand and touched the yellow mole on his forehead with the other.
No matter how stupid he is, he still understands that Hou Tu is explaining the funeral affairs and transferring the inheritance.
As for why the inheritance needs to be transferred and who it is to prevent, there is no need to say.
Of course it's Cai Gen next to me.
After thinking about this, Emperor Fengdu's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.
Use your hands directly to remove the yellow mole on your forehead.
"Empress Houtu, I don't deserve it, I really don't deserve it.
I can't do it well, and I can't do it.
Don't leave. If you leave, what if you give me the whole world?
I'll just be your little follower.
I don’t want to be the king of the world, I don’t want that.”
Emperor Fengdu burst into tears and struggled to persuade him to stay, just like the follower who followed Hou Tu many years ago.
Hou Tu frowned, feeling disgusted when he saw Emperor Fengdu being so hopeless.
The core of the disgust was not just because Emperor Fengdu was hopeless.
It was also because she vaguely saw her own shadow in the body of Emperor Fengdu.
Once upon a time, the God of Bitterness was about to leave her.
Hou Tu was also holding Kushen's thigh, with a lot of runny nose and tears.
He said the same useless words.
"Bitter God, don't leave, don't scare me by throwing it away.
I can't do it, I can't create a world.
Don't abandon me. Can't I just listen to you in the future?
Isn’t that okay if I don’t add sand to your rice porridge?
Why should I go?
Can't you let Nuwa go?
Can't you let Lianshan go?
Why, is it just because I am an earth spirit?
I don’t want the Tuling anymore. I regret it. Can’t I give it back to you?
Whoever wants to go, whoever wants to go, I don’t want to leave you.
If I can't eat the food you cook, I will lose sleep."
At that time, Kushen helped Hou Tu up very gently.
Then, with the speed of a thunderous loudspeaker, he kicked her into the void.
And a ruthless warning.
"Houtu, just accept your fate.
The earth spirit is something you have to choose arbitrarily.
Originally I kept it for Gai Qiu.
Since you have chosen your own path, you have to grit your teeth and finish it.
Who has made you willful, arrogant and domineering since childhood? No one can cure you.
It's too late to regret now.
I can't keep you either.
As for how far you can go, it all depends on your own conscience.
I can't protect myself now, so I have to leave as soon as possible.
Otherwise, the balance will be broken and all the efforts will be in vain.
Take pity on me and let me have some peace of mind."
Hou Tu's face was filled with tears, looking at the crack in the void that was about to close.
He shouted one last thing.
"Master, do you really trust me that much?
Aren't you afraid that I'll lose my temper and cause damage to you?"
Kushen left a playful smile, turned around and left.
Hou Tu understood that everything was under the control of the God of Pain.
The reason why I say that is just to be tough.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to leave the most important link in the project, the location of the bridgehead, to myself.
Facts have proved that the god of suffering has chosen the right person.
Houtu lived up to expectations and created the underworld without delaying any project progress.
But when Hou Tu saw the god of pain again and wanted Yao Gong.
Things have changed, and the God of Pain is no longer the same person.
The brief memory was broken by Cai Gen's words.
"Okay, okay, just stop acting and show it to me.
It's both an orphan and a legacy.
What are you doing in such a place?
You old guys are willing to play this old trick.
If there is any inheritance, shouldn't it be given to me?
Emperor Fengdu, please stop crying.
She just wants to mess with your mentality.
Plant a seed of guilt in you and urge you to work.
When you are done, she will pop out again and find fault with you.
These are all routine operations.
I'm already used to it, why are you acting like a novice?"
Cai Gen supported his recovered good leg and reluctantly stood up.
He wiped the blood from his face with his hand.
He lit two cigarettes and put one of them into Emperor Fengdu's mouth.
"Miss Houtu, you have almost done the extra drama for yourself today.
Otherwise, you should go back.
I feel like I can get through this level on my own.
After all, I have some innate attribute advantages.
We can continue to move forward with this group of rubbish.
Don't make sacrifices. I don't appreciate it and I can't bear it."
As he spoke, Cai Gen spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm on the ground.
Express your attitude.
When Hou Tu saw Cai Gen's appearance, he suddenly smiled.
He directly saw through all Cai Gen's thoughts.
Just now Tamamo was about to die, and Cai Gen was so distressed.
If Hou Tu really wants to do something, Cai Gen must not be crazy.
After all, Houtu is what keeps him alive and his backbone.
It is his reliance in facing all unknown risks.
Moreover, it is a non-renewable resource, so how can it accept war damage?
"Cai Gen, I've been playing since I was a kid, and my main focus is rebellious.
I told you, no one can't be sacrificed.
If so, they will eventually leave you.
I am willing to be the first one and leave the deepest mark on your heart.
I will use my sacrifice to make you understand deeply.
The future you have to face is so cruel."
Hou Tu finished speaking the last word.
It directly distorted the space, isolating myself from Cai Gen and the others.
It's like there is a transparent glass that separates two spaces.
They can see each other and hear each other, but they can't touch each other.
So close yet so far away.
"Everything that's going to happen next.
You must keep it in your heart and never forget it.
In the near future, this will be your last trump card.
Five volumes of Tiange, start."
Sure enough, it was the fifth volume of the song that day.
The five mini scrolls, like silk scarves, unfolded around Houtu.
It looks like five swimming dragons, flying up and down, sparkling.
Hou Tu sang softly and walked towards the ruins of the city step by step.
Emperor Fengdu was very excited. He kept beating the space barrier and begged Hou Tu not to leave him.
Cai Gen was not so excited.
The five volumes of Tiange are nothing more than a lot of idiots like Emperor Shakti.
In Cai Gen's mind, it's nothing more than practicing the trumpet.
What if, after Houtu loses his memory, he follows him around.
In the future, under his own influence, if he grows crooked like Emperor Shakti, it is not necessarily a bad thing.
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