Meng Jianxi's body tightened little by little, and he said with difficulty: "Mother, you...don't force me."
Meng Xuanjue said coldly: "I'm not forcing you, but saving you!"
"When I see Zhou fleeing for his life, I feel heartbroken, but at the same time I feel at ease. If he and Meng Jingzhe are dead, there will never be any holes left. I originally planned to never let you know. But those two failed to succeed.
What an idiot, you let that Meng Jian Yuan come back alive!"
In fact, Meng Jian Xi has long suspected that Meng Jian Yuan's death is related to Meng Jian Zhou. As Meng Jian Zhou's only half-brother, he can most deeply feel Meng Jian Zhou's jealousy towards Meng Jian Yuan.
This is why, after he awakened his godhead the day after tomorrow and became the Son of the Dreamweaver God, he trampled Mengjianzhou, who was supposed to be the closest to him, almost ruthlessly into the mud, and also destroyed all his courage and ambition.
But he never thought that this matter was related to his mother... She was already the queen of the Kingdom of God, standing at the top of women in the world. There was no reason to take huge risks and do something that would have serious consequences if exposed.
.
As for Meng Jianzhou... He didn't even know until his death that his success was actually secretly promoted by his biological mother. He always thought that it was perfect, and no one knew about it except him and Meng Jingzhe.
"Back then, I was too convinced that my position as the Queen of Gods was unshakable, but I was almost threatened by that bitch! After that, I deeply realized that no opponent should be underestimated, and any threat must be eliminated.
bud!"
Mengxuanjue stretched out her hand fiercely and pulled Mengjianxi across, making him look directly into her eyes: "Now Mengjianyuan is more than just a 'bud'! His threat to you has almost reached your face! You
How can you be so indifferent!"
"The child is not indifferent." Meng Jianxi tried his best to calm his mind: "It's just that at the moment, we should never and cannot attack Meng Jianyuan."
"When do I want you to attack Meng Jian Yuan?" Meng Xuanjue said in a deep voice: "Your God Father regards him as a jewel, so attacking him is tantamount to digging your own grave. Right now, what you should do is the most important thing.
What must be done... is to prevent him from becoming the Son of Dreamweaver. At least, it shouldn't be so easy and natural for him to share the title of Son of God with you!"
"Instead of being proud and indifferent!"
She pulled Meng Jianxi's arm, her fingers slowly tightened, and her nails were almost embedded in his flesh: "Remember, in this dream-weaving kingdom, it is the god who has the final say! Even if you have ten more grandpas, ten more
As an uncle, you can’t have more say than your God Father! Only if you have firmly established yourself as the Son of God and become the only Son of God in the eyes of your Father God and the Dream Weaver Kingdom, then even if everything is revealed, your God Father will be furious.
I will never make my hatred known to the public, let alone implicate you... because you are the only choice!"
"In the future, you will inherit the power of your father's true god and become the Dream Weaver God... Then, even if you are ten times more sinful as a mother, you can still say it in one word! There will be another hundred thousand dream abyss,
They are just subordinates under your command, do you understand?"
Dreaming of Xi closing his eyes and looking up to the sky, he then said solemnly: "My child understands. Children must obey their mother's teachings. No matter how small a threat is, they must be killed with all their strength at the first moment."
"Very good." Meng Xuanjue's hand finally loosened up slowly: "This is what my Xi'er should be like. Now, go to your grandpa's place. Now six of the nine Dream Palaces will obey you.
I mean, you and I will be both prosperous and devastated. Your attitude will determine the sealing ceremony seven days later."
Meng Jianxi walked out of the Divine Harem and let out a long breath.
At this time, Meng Jianzao flew over with an anxious look on his face: "Your Highness! Have you received the news? Father God is going to name Meng Jianyuan as the second son of the Dream Weaver God, and it will be seven days later!"
"Yeah, I understand." Meng Jianxi responded somewhat absentmindedly.
I dreamed that Zhe was observing the words and expressions, and then said bitterly: "What on earth is Father God thinking? It's simply...inexplicable!"
"It's indeed inexplicable." Meng Jianxi nodded in agreement. He looked ahead and said thoughtfully: "Just now, Queen Mother asked me about this matter. To calm her down, I said that Father God did this out of joy, guilt and compensation.
In my heart, it’s reasonable. In fact... I can’t understand what Father God is doing at all.”
"If Father God is out of favor and compensation, this move is actually harming him. After all, Meng Jian Yuan has disappeared for so many years, and now there is no foundation accumulation in this Kingdom of God, and there is no one to speak of. It is so cold and indifferent.
Directly promoted to the position of 'Son of God'...compared to the superficial respect, there are undoubtedly more doubts, cold looks, confusion, and uneasiness."
"If I dreamed of the abyss, I would only feel like I was being grilled on a gorgeous charcoal fire. Father God is such a shrewd person that he would not fail to understand this."
Meng Jianxi spoke slowly, but still couldn't understand it.
And even if he was ten times smarter and had ten more heads, he would never have thought that Yun Che's "backer" was not only Meng Kong Chan, but also the Zhetian Divine Kingdom.
Although Meng Kongchan did this out of favor and compensation, it also gave Yun Che an identity and gave the painting an attitude.
"No matter what the reason is, Father God did not consider His Highness's feelings at all." Meng Jianzao lowered his voice: "Does Your Highness have any thoughts about the ceremony in seven days?"
Meng Jianxi stopped and slowly uttered two words: "Strangle!"
Meng Mengzao also stopped and looked at him with burning eyes.
"Although I can't move him, I want the day after seven days to become a day of shame that he will never forget! I want his name of 'Son of God' to be forever without glory, but to become a shame that everyone looks down upon.
brand."
"I understand." Meng Jianzao nodded slowly, his eyes shining with excitement.
"I can't take action in this matter, and I even have to defend him throughout the whole process." Meng Jianxi's eyebrows slowly sank: "You know what to do."
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Zhetian Divine Kingdom.
Hua Qingying fell from the Xuanzhou, but Hua Fushen had been standing there for a long time, as if waiting for her to come back, with a very subtle expression.
"Where's Caili?" Hua Qingying asked, "Why can't I find her aura?"
"She entered the Seven Stars Shattering Heaven Formation." Hua Fushen said truthfully.
"What!?" Hua Qingying's eyebrows suddenly sank.
"She knew you would definitely stop her, so she entered before you returned." Hua Fu Shen said calmly: "Now that the seven stars have shone and all the seven formations are open, it's too late for you to stop it."
Hua Qingying stared at him coldly, turned around and left.
"There is some extremely good news for Caili's future."
Sure enough, when it came to painting colored glass, Painting Clear Shadow immediately stopped.
"The news just came from Meng Kongcicada, but it was not the result of 'falling dream', but..." Hua Fushen paused for a moment, and then said slowly: "He discovered that Yun Che's true identity was actually the person who disappeared a hundred years ago.
Dreaming about the abyss."
"..." Hua Qingying was obviously startled for a moment, then slowly turned her eyes: "Is this true?"
"This is what Mengkong Chan said personally." Hua Fushen said: "Moreover, Yun Che happens to have no memory of ten years ago, and he is two decades old. You told me these things. Thinking about it this time, it is actually the same as the dream that disappeared that year.
Jian Yuan is in perfect agreement.”
Hua Qingying murmured: "How could such a thing happen..."
"The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, and they are really bizarre." Hua Fushen sighed: "But this way, the matter between Caili and Yun Che will be much simpler, at least I don't need to face it alone in Zhetian Divine Kingdom."
"In order to show my attitude to me and to give Yun Che an identity as soon as possible, Mengkong Chan has ordered Yun Che to be appointed as the second Son of the Dream Weaver God. The ceremony will be held in seven days."
Hua Qingying suddenly turned around: "Wouldn't this move put Yun Che at the forefront of the storm? The Mengjianxi mother clan has a strong foundation, and you have also commented that they are extremely ambitious and resourceful. Even if Yun Che is Mengjianyuan, but
Returning to the country this time, he is still a lonely man who has long since given up everything. Forcibly establishing Yun Che as another son of the Dreamweaver God will trigger the reaction of Mengjian Xi and his mother clan. You must be well aware of it."
Despite the ups and downs of the painting, there is a smile: "This is not a kind of experience and test for that kid. Only in this kind of environment can a person grow the fastest."
Hua Fushen shook his head: "The news must have spread, but Meng Kongchan has no intention of inviting other five countries. However, when the time comes, I will let Kaiyang..."
"No need." Hua Qingying said coldly, leaving no room for doubt: "I will go in person."
"Well……?"
"How can the man chosen by Caili be bullied?"
Even when facing the Hua Xin God, Hua Qingying's words were always informing rather than negotiating: "In seven days, I will visit the Dream Weaver Kingdom in person. You don't have to worry about this matter anymore."
"That old guy Meng Zangji, I haven't seen him for a long time."
"Qingying, this..." Hua Fushen raised his hand, but could only watch helplessly as Hua Qingying floated away, shaking his head helplessly.
…
Abyss, sea of fog.
There were a dozen people in the group, all wearing similar clothes, obviously belonging to the same sect.
All of them were injured, varying in severity, and the ground was covered with the remains of the Abyssal Beasts that had not yet been destroyed into Abyssal Dust. It was obvious that they had just experienced a fierce battle.
Half of them were on guard, and the other half were crowding around the youngest man. The leading middle-aged man put his palms on the young man, and for a moment, he shook his head with a heavy face: "Yuan Chen has already lost his heart... there is no hope."
As soon as the word "eclipse the heart" came out, everyone's complexion turned dark. Because in this knowledge, it was equivalent to death.
Yuan Chen cannot be controlled, cannot be annihilated, and is extremely difficult to dispel. Once it enters the heart, there is no possibility of survival.
"No, it won't be..." The tall man closest to the young man had tears in his eyes, but he shook his head in confusion and couldn't accept it: "Uncle, I must have made a mistake. The priest brother was obviously not seriously injured, how could... how?
meeting……"
The young man grabbed his arm and forced a smile on his pale face: "Senior Brother Han, everyone has his own destiny, so don't worry about it. It's a pity... that we can't fulfill the promise we made back then."
The tall man lowered his head and gritted his teeth, choking for a moment and unable to speak.
"Senior Brother Han, I want to ask you one last thing... I... don't want to die in the sea of fog."
"Okay!" The tall man responded with difficulty: "I will take you away right now! Even if you have to leave, you should be intact, how can you turn into dust in this sea of fog."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of surprise around him.
"Then...what is that?"
Looking up, I saw thick fog and dust rolling in the distance, and even the already dark sky seemed to be a little darker because of it.
Everyone stood blankly on the spot until one person whispered in a daze: "This scene seems very similar to the one in the legend..."
In their ears, an endlessly majestic roar suddenly sounded like a demonic roar:
"The Mist Emperor patrols the sea, and all spirits retreat!"
The words were shocking, as if they resounded directly in the depths of their hearts and souls, causing them all to change color.
"Mist...Mist Emperor? The legendary one..."
"Didn't you say that it was just a fake scam?"
"It is rumored that when the Mist Emperor first appeared a few months ago, the ancestor Lin Shen who once led to the depths of the fog sea appeared, causing thousands of catastrophes and burying an unknown number of corpses! Even if someone is lying... we can't afford to offend him.
character."
The middle-aged man immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Go, go quickly!"
The voice in the gray mist suddenly became angry: "Back...disperse!"
boom!!
The earth trembled, and a storm suddenly emerged from the gray mist, blasting the terrified people away and falling several miles away.
Only the young man whose heart was eroded by the abyss of dust and destined to die was not affected by the storm and was left alone in the same place.
The middle-aged man stood up in panic and growled: "Go quickly! Don't look back!"
The tall man stood up and glanced at the young man who was staying in place, getting closer and closer to the rolling gray fog. His pupils shrank suddenly and he said in silence: "But Brother Priest..."
"We can't control him anymore!" said the middle-aged man, "He is already hopeless. If he continues to mess around, even we will get involved."
The tall man gritted his teeth and pushed towards the middle-aged man: "Uncle, please leave quickly and don't worry about me!"
While roaring, he was already rushing towards the young man... and also rushing towards the billowing gray mist.
"Han Xu!" the middle-aged man yelled, but he could only grit his teeth and run away with all his strength with the other disciples.
Bang!
The tall man staggered and fell hard to the ground. He rolled forward, threw himself in front of the young man, and quickly picked him up... But when he stood up, he came into contact with the gray fog that was close at hand.
The suddenly enlarged eyes met a pair of huge gray pupils that appeared and disappeared in the gray fog, chaotic and twisted.
"How dare you, a humble mortal, dare to offend the power of this emperor!"
The terrifying coercion almost crushed his soul. The middle-aged man shrank all over, but he forced his mind to shout: "How dare you offend the next mortal... Mr. Mist Emperor. It's just... it's just my junior brother who was beaten by Yuan.
The dust has corroded my heart and my life is gone. I just want to take him out of the sea of fog and die with dignity. I have no intention of offending him at all. I beg Lord Fog Emperor to show mercy and forgive me... I, Han Xu, will definitely be grateful for the rest of my life."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
What responded to him was the Mist Emperor's laughter.
"Be kind and righteous, and not afraid of death. You deserve this emperor's gift!"
Accompanied by the Mist Emperor's voice, there was a sudden shroud of gray mist.
The middle-aged man groaned, but did not dare to resist... However, the feeling of Yuan Chen's erosion did not come. The gray mist stayed on them for a few breaths, and then quickly dispersed.
At the same time, there was also a particularly strong aura of defeat on the young man's body.
"Hahahaha!" The gray fog rolled away, accompanied by the laughter of the Fog Emperor who gradually receded.
"Senior Brother Han." The young man struggled to stand up from the tall man. He raised his hands, looked at his palms in disbelief, and then uttered a voice like a dream: "All the abyssal erosion on my body...
Disappeared..."
"Wha...what?"
They returned to the middle-aged man's side. When the middle-aged man's profound energy circulated in the young man's body for a week, his whole body was sluggish for a long time, and his pupils dilated silently, as if he had suddenly entered the most absurd dream in his life.
"Uncle Master?" the tall man asked tentatively: "Is it true..."
"This is impossible, this is impossible." The middle-aged man shook his head as if he had lost his mind: "It is obvious that Yuan Yan is incurable...not only the heart...all...all disappeared..."
The people around him looked at each other in shock, as if hearing a demonic voice from outside the sky.
A disciple murmured softly: "Didn't you say that once you suffer from abyss erosion, even the supreme Abyss Emperor above the Pure Land cannot eliminate it... How could it be..."
"Could it be that that is really...the Emperor of the Sea of Fog?"
The young man suddenly turned around, knelt down heavily in the direction of the "Fog Emperor" and shouted loudly with a sobbing voice: "Qingyun Sect disciple Mu Cheng, thank you for the kindness of the Emperor of Fog! For the rest of your life, I will respect the Emperor of Fog as your faith.
I will never leave you even if I die!"
No one responded, no one else made a sound, and the whole world was turned upside down.
Not long after, the "Mist Emperor" appeared again, and the rumor that it could instantly eliminate the abyssal erosion spread straight to the edge of the Mist Sea, and quickly radiated to the deeper habitats.
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Yun Che walked out of the cultivation space and took a long stretch.
Sensing his aura, the girl's figure hurried over carrying the fragrant wind: "Master, you have figured it out. In three hours, it will be the ceremony to confer the Son of God. If you don't come out..."
"Young master, if you don't come out, sister Zhanyi will cry." A delicate female voice came. Meng Zhiyuan's steps were light and she held a silver dress in her hands: "Young master, let us help you change your clothes first."
Yun Che stretched out his hand: "I'll do it myself."
"No." Meng Zhiyuan dodged away, slightly pouted her lips, and said resentfully: "It's fine if you don't let us bathe and sleep. If you don't even let us change clothes, we won't have the shame to stay here any longer.
The young master is here."
"Yeah!" Liu Zhanyi nodded quickly in agreement.
"Okay, okay." Yun Che responded helplessly and followed them back to the dormitory.
When he walked out, his body was already filled with silver and gold, and the light of dreams was lingering around him. He showed his grace and nobility as he walked, which made the two little girls stare at him for a long time.
"It fits well, but it's a little fancy." Yun Che seemed quite satisfied, and then whispered: "Shouyuan."
The figure of the old man fell from the sky and knelt down on the ground.
"It's still early, tell me who will participate in the sealing ceremony." Yun Che's expression was very casual, as if he was just asking a simple question and didn't take it too seriously.