In the underworld, on the banks of the never-ending Forgotten River, there is a sea of ​​flowers on the other side.

This blood-red sea of ​​flowers is still as red as before, and countless souls of the dead are lining up and slowly moving forward under the guidance of the sea of ​​flowers. It has remained the same for hundreds of millions of years.

In the sea of ​​flowers, two figures, one red and one purple, walked side by side. Wherever they passed, all the flowers on the other side took the initiative to make way for the two of them to pass.

"The flower of the other shore, it existed when I first came to the underworld, but it has never given birth to spiritual wisdom. I didn't expect that it has now become the carrier of my sister's resurrection." Chu's tone seemed to be a little emotional.

"It's fate. I only remember that my body was destroyed and my soul was severely damaged. It merged with the sea of ​​flowers inexplicably. Maybe it felt the breath of the kingdom of death?" Kong Jiran herself didn't quite understand. Guidance from ancient times.

Why did the dead flower choose to help her resurrect?

"Sister, I heard Wuming say in the past that they let you escape, but why did you come to the underworld?" Chu looked at Kong Jiran with confusion on his face.

Wuming is the real name of the "God of Justice".

Justice has no name, cuts through the world of mortals, is heartless and ruthless, and pursues the truth wholeheartedly!

Under normal circumstances, only dead souls and ghosts will come to the underworld, cross the Naihe Bridge, drink Meng Po Soup, leave all the past lives on the other side, and be reincarnated again. As a "Jingjun", Kong Jiran, even if she is weak,

In this state, it is impossible to be seriously injured to death by ants under the "god".

"Forgot." Kong Jiran said lightly. There are really only a few things that the remnant soul can remember.

Her eyebrows, as thin as willow leaves, frowned slightly, "Sister, are you sure no one has tampered with this place?" She pointed to her forehead.

"Soul..." Kong Jiran was naturally not stupid enough to think that Chu was talking about the brain.

"In addition to the inborn mark of death, the Bianhua bloodline has given me some extremely profound soul secret techniques. I once thought that the soul and memory may have been tampered with, but I did not find any traces."

"It's good that I know what I'm doing, sister." She finally let go of her worries at first. Although the strength of the woman in front of her was less than one ten thousandth of what she was back then, her vision and realm were still there. She said that if there was no problem, there should be no mistakes.

Not only did Kong Jiran only have Chu, a friend from ancient times, but so was Chu.

"First, I have a question that I have been holding back for a long time. I wonder if you can answer it for me."

"Sister, tell me."

The next moment, eyes as crimson as blood and amethyst-like eyes met, Kong Jiran asked the question that had been in her mind for countless years, "Why didn't you participate in the Battle of Defeat the Sky?"

"Because..." She subconsciously wanted to tell the truth, but she instantly recalled what "Cangtian" said to her before the war, and immediately swallowed the truth back into her stomach, shaking her head with a wry smile.

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"Can't say it?" Kong Jiran's eyes gradually became sharp, "Still don't dare to say it?"

"Forgive my sister, there are some things I really can't tell you."

Because of the ancient past, Chu felt guilty, but what "Cangtian" told her was too shocking, almost subverting all the "God of Reincarnation"'s understanding of the "War against the Sky", and the top secrets in it were

It’s more related to someone…

"If you don't tell me, I can't force you, so just wait until I ask the sky in person."

To be able to make LV97's Chu so fearful, Kong Jiran used her little finger to figure out who was behind it.

"Stop talking about this, sister, do you want to quickly have the realm and strength of Taikoo?" Chu didn't want to discuss the problem that troubled her anymore.

"Do you have any idea?"

A cruel smile bloomed on Chu's beautiful face, "There are countless souls in the underworld. Sister, your body is the flower of the other side that represents death and soul, and you have also gained the original swallowing consciousness."

"What do you mean..." Kong Jiran also understood Chu's thoughts.

"Use the power of all living beings in the underworld to help my sister return to the top!" There was a hint of fanaticism in Chu's eyes.

"..." Kong Jiran was silent for a long time. To the "god", all living beings are nothing more than ants and livestock. From this perspective, the initially proposed method is not too much.

"no!"

"Sister! Even for you, if you want to master the rules of re-control step by step, it will take at least several eras of accumulation. With the help of the power of the underworld, you may be able to control the three rules of death, purification, and devouring at the same time in millions of years. At that time,

You are enough to compete with the sky!

Could it be that...are you pitying those dead souls?" Chu asked, helping Kong Jiran regain the throne is on the one hand, but on the other hand...

If Kong Jiran stayed in the underworld to absorb the power of dead souls, wouldn't he be able to accompany her all the time?

"You have also seen the consequences of Alto Renzo's massacre. The flaw in God's heart is extremely fatal. I cannot repeat his mistakes."

"Sister, there is an essential difference between you and him. You control the rules of purification. The inner demons caused by the flaw in your mind are not that serious to you. Compared with the benefits you get, what is this risk?"

Chu Shi was really incapable of understanding why Kong Jiran kept rejecting something that was obviously within easy reach.

Glancing at the peerless face opposite that was covered with a layer of carmine due to excessive emotions, Kong Jiran said lightly: "At first, you have controlled the underworld for countless epochs. Your rules of reincarnation and the origin of the underworld should have long been indistinguishable between you and me, right?

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Hearing this, Chu's face suddenly turned a little ugly, and she knew Kong Jiran had noticed it.

"If I really devour the undead in the underworld, the origin of the underworld will inevitably be damaged, and your realm of greatness will also drop significantly! How dare you bring up such a stupid thing? Is this what I taught you before!" At the end of the sentence

, Kong Jiran couldn't help but reprimanded loudly.

"I……"

"Okay", Kong Jiran gently hugged Chu, who seemed to still want to refute, and whispered: "Don't worry about sister, no matter what, sister will not die in frustration on the fragmented continent outside the main world.

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Smelling that strange yet familiar fragrance, Chu's eyes couldn't help but feel moist.

It feels strange because the smell has changed from before.

Familiar because the "smell" is still the same.

"Chu, come with me to the edge of Naihe Bridge."

"good."

Kong Jiran was walking gracefully in front, and Chu was following closely behind. He stared at the waterfall of white hair hanging down his waist for a moment, and his amethyst-like eyes rolled around, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I'm going to die, who...who can help me take care of my sister?"

A faint voice came out, carrying regret, reluctance, and pleading, as if it had come from across the ages.

"Is this a characteristic of the underworld, a performance by dead souls?" Kong Jiran stopped, and Chu Yiyi, who was in a trance behind her, almost bumped into her back accidentally.

After regaining his senses, he looked up and saw that in front of the two people there was a dead soul wearing a mask with a grimace that looked like crying and smiling. He broke away from the endless team of dead souls and slowly walked towards the two of them.

"Sacred blood, demon blood, and Buddha's blood have all been poured on it. It's my turn soon. It doesn't matter if I die, but who can help me take care of my sister? She's still too young, so I can't worry..."

"younger sister……"

"younger sister……"

At first, Kong Jiran could still listen patiently, but what did these three sentences of never leaving her sister mean?

A humanoid repeater made by the Machine Tribe?

"No, sister!" Chu rarely stopped the impatient Kong Jiran.
Chapter completed!