"Xun'er felt the same way. Later Orion became emperor and made her his queen in gratitude for Emperor Jiang's kindness. However, the one he really cared about was still his beloved concubine with a slap mark on her face."
Ling Luo couldn't help but sigh: "Orion's love for his wife has not been erased even after two lifetimes."
This Di Jiang, no matter how affectionate he is, is still a mistress who interferes.
"Di Jiang had not given birth to a boy or a girl for three years, but his concubine got a son in one fell swoop. Di Jiang felt jealous, so he gave his concubine death and raised the child himself. At this point, she also lost her husband's only sympathy.
We feel like strangers."
"What about...the third life?" Ling Luo expressed that she was very interested in this story.
If her guess is correct, A Li must have deep meaning when telling Xun'er these pillow stories.
"In the third life, in order to prevent Orion from finding his wife, Di Jiang killed his wife as soon as she was born, and then transformed into his wife. Di Jiang buried his wife's body deep in the ground, but Orion
But instead of marrying her according to the engagement, he escaped into Taoism and began to practice with great concentration, and no longer asked about mundane things."
"Dijiang was furious. She felt that she had been deceived. No matter what she did, Orion did not love her and he loved another woman wholeheartedly. This was the beginning of the tragic turn of Dijiang's life."
Ling Luo's heart skipped a beat and asked, "What tragic turn of events?"
"My mother said that in a fit of rage, Di Jiang leveled the Taoist temple and killed hundreds or even thousands of people in the Taoist temple one by one. The blood flowed like a river and the sky was red."
"Such a huge killing finally brought about heaven's punishment. Under the boundless divine punishment, Jiang, the Emperor of God, uprooted his immortal roots, destroyed the spiritual platform, and fell in Abi Purgatory for seven twilights, finally becoming one of the ancient ferocious beasts.
The chaos of one.”
Although he had already guessed the relationship between Di Jiang and Chaos, Ling Luo couldn't calm down after hearing this story.
"My mother said that Chaos is not a ferocious beast. She is actually very kind. She loves music and dancing. She just loves that man so much that she does not hesitate to become his sweetheart again and again."
Ling Luo's lips moved slightly and she said, "One thought will turn you into a demon."
"I remember my mother once mentioned that after Dijiang fell into chaos, she still couldn't forget the man. She came up with a wonderful way to completely become the man's wife. The bones, blood, and taste are all the same, so that the man can't tell the difference.
Come out, and then love her for all eternity."
Ling Luo's face turned pale, and a terrible thought appeared in her mind. Like a ghost, this thought stretched out its terrifying tentacles and tightly wrapped around her heart, making her breathless.
A thousand years ago, the fire sacrifice in the Moonlight Temple in the Mountain of the Gods seemed to be a well-planned conspiracy.
Chaos and the base dragon died together, and the remaining beast soul was resurrected with its own body and bones and blood. She lived, using her own face and her own body.
The same flesh and blood, the same taste, life after life.
"I heard that later, in order to facilitate the search for the reincarnation of the man he loved, Dijiang, also known as Chaos, used a forbidden technique to trap the man's soul in an area. Every time the man was reincarnated, he would be in that area."
Chaos trapped the man's soul in Dongchen, and then she became her high priest with peace of mind. Generation after generation, her appearance did not change, just to wait for that man.