Xinglan sat on the wooden chair, sweat dripping from her pretty face.
Xingyan stood beside her with a pretty look on her face, her face full of sadness.
The real core characters of Nishen have all left. Now the only one who can control the overall situation is Yang Xinyao, and Butterfly controls the overall situation. Although they have sent their guesses to the Shenhuo Mountain, they want to send them to Jizo Planet
It's still the butterfly's responsibility.
However.
What they didn't expect was that for three whole days, Butterfly received no news. The side of the Shenvolcano was calm as usual, but there was turmoil in Butterfly. An unprecedented pressure was flowing in the hearts of the Xinglan sisters.
"Things are getting out of control!"
Xinglan finally stood up, with cold sweat on her palms. This had never happened to her since she received the butterfly.
"With the speed of a butterfly, the news should have been sent two days ago, but until now there has been no news from the Shenvolcano... There is a big problem." Xing Yan was no longer immature, she said with a serious face:
"As far as the news in the past few days is concerned, there are only two possibilities!"
"First, the Celestial Clan and other forces are intercepting our news, and Butterfly's whereabouts have been exposed. Second..."
Xingyan was dull for a moment, and then said sternly: "There is a problem within the butterfly, or within the entire Nishen. Some people do not want this news to be sent to Shenhuo Shan, or maybe Shenhuo Shan does not want to send the news to Jizo Star!"
Is there any question more terrifying than this?
No!
and.
There are two sides to this speculation. One is that butterflies or characters from the Celestial Clan and other forces appear in the Rebel God, and the other is that important figures in the Rebel God are rebelling against the Rebel God, and no matter which one it is, it will be a disaster for them now.
"Let the most trustworthy person go there and make sure the message is delivered!"
"Also, no matter what the cost, we must fly to Jizo Star!"
Xinglan finally calmed down and her face turned gloomy. After all, she was not the butterfly master. She had tried hard to spread her wings and fly high over the years, but she had ignored the most fundamental problem of butterflies. Internal strife is always more serious than external enemies.
then.
In the early days of Nishen, this problem appeared. At that time, the human master, the old Nishu suppressed it with great courage, and blood flowed for thousands of miles, and it was a bright red. This was the situation where Nishen created the world later.
But they were too naive, thinking that through rigorous selection, those disguised characters would be able to reveal their true colors. Now it seems that they are too naive and underestimate the power of the world.
To know.
When these forces in the Heavenly Clan are fierce, they can also create dead warriors and disguised masters. When they look down on their opponents with a high profile, today's situation is actually destined.
and.
She wanted to have a more serious problem. The Nishen became stronger step by step, and some of the Nishens became arrogant and despised other forces. There was also a conflict between the Nishens and the disciples of Split God.
At that time, they only thought it was a small problem, and indeed no such news came later, so they ignored it. Now they think that the source of the disaster has been planted long ago. They are aiming to quickly take the Nishen out of this bottleneck area, but they have not thought about destroying the seedlings and adding fuel to the fire.
problem.
"Hopefully the situation is not as bad as we thought!"
However.
They were disappointed. Two days later, there was still no news from Shenshan Mountain, and none of those elite forces came back alive. Even the news sent to Beiyuan and Xishen did not receive any response.
And once the Nishen loses the butterfly, he becomes a mouse without eyes!
"Sister, let me go!" Xingyan said.
"no!"
Xinglan said with red eyes: "Your goal is too big, they can't let you leave alive."
"But……"
"Now is not the time to sacrifice."
Xinglan clenched his fists and said: "Those people want us to die. We can't let them do it. Now we don't know whether it's the butterfly or the sacred volcano that has the problem."
"What should we do?"
"Let them go!" Xinglan finally said, this was the only way.
"What about the Starry Sky Gate?"
On Xingyan's forehead, some power is hidden. Even if those people want to penetrate it, there is a kind of power that is impermeable. She is relieved that they were born, but now the person who can save Nishen is no longer in Shenhuo Mountain.
, and in Jizo Star.
thus.
Breaking through the starry sky gate is the key.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult!"
Xinglan sighed and said: "With the style of that heavenly figure from the Celestial Clan, everyone who enters the Starry Sky Gate will probably die. He won't be able to tell who is the anti-god, so this is the safest way."
Although the Starry Sky Gate is now fully activated and connected to the Ksitigarbha Star, there is no need for a heavenly figure.
but.
If Wen Lao really wants to die, Tian Yun will definitely use this opportunity to suppress the steps of the Nishens, and will not let them contact the Nishens on Ksitigarbha, or even the Nishens on Ksitigarbha.
It won't come here either.
Every once in a while, some characters will go to the Starry Sky Gate. With Tianyun's power of penetration, it may be difficult to tell who is the counter-god. Because the counter-god is too evil, they can be found in almost every force.
Therefore, not letting anyone go is the only way!
"This is destined to be a bloody road!"
Xingyan sighed, the blood and lives he had to pay would fill up the entire Starry Sky Gate.
"But we still have to do it!"
Xinglan said with twinkling eyes: "Even if there is a little hope, we must work hard!"
…
mortal world.
In a dilapidated small mountain village, a village woman is squatting by the river, holding a mallet to beat her clothes. The stream slowly forms a harmonious sound with the mallet in her hand, plain and quiet, and forms a unique and magnificent picture with her appearance.
This is a village woman who is so ordinary that people can ignore her.
"Daughter-in-law, thank you for your hard work!"
At this moment, a simple and honest middle-aged man walked up behind the village woman, hugged her waist, and said with a simple smile: "Today is your birthday. Although I, Wang Er, are stupid and poor, no matter how poor I am, I can't help you."
You can’t have a poor wife.”
Finished.
He took out the small brocade box from his pocket, put it in the hands of the village woman, and said, "Open it and see if you like it."
"Um!"
The village woman opened the little brocade box with a happy face, looked at a jade bracelet lying quietly inside, shed tears of happiness, turned around, and hugged the honest middle-aged man with all her strength.
No words can express this hug!
"Daughter-in-law, let's go home!"
The honest man took the village woman's rough hands and went home side by side. There was a table full of food and wine at home. Although there was very little meat and fish, the two of them were very satisfied. After the meal, the honest man took the initiative to wash the dishes.
, and said: "My daughter-in-law has been taking care of me all these years. Today is my daughter-in-law's birthday, so you can just be free."
"Um!"
The village woman's face was full of smiles, and her heart felt warm.
Bang bang!
The village woman looked towards the front of the village courtyard. A fat middle-aged village woman was beating the courtyard door rhythmically. This made the village woman's eyes flash with a strange light, and then she slowly walked towards the courtyard door.
Go.
"It turns out she is an aunt from a neighboring village. I didn't expect she would be free today." Village woman Zhu Ling said with a smile.
"Yeah, I heard it's your birthday today, isn't my aunt here to ask for a drink?"
After the courtyard door is pushed open.
The two village women walked slowly towards the house. At this time, the honest man walked out, nodded to the aunt from the neighboring village, and then returned to the simple kitchen to continue working.
"What happened?"
In that corner where the honest man could not see, the smile on Zhu Ling's face disappeared instantly and she asked in a lowered voice.
"life and death!"
The aunt from the neighboring village said with a serious face: "Zhu Ling, their life and death are now in your hands."
Finished.
She leaned close to Zhu Ling's ear and whispered for a moment, which attracted endless evil in Zhu Ling's eyes. She did not expect that the situation had become so serious. They had always been a surprise soldier. They had never received an order since they were created, but she
Knowing that as long as the order comes, it will be a matter of life and death!
"Exchange it with your life!" said the aunt from the neighboring village.
"I know that we owe them a lot. Without them, we wouldn't be where we are today!" Zhu Ling bowed respectfully to the aunt from the neighboring village: "If I die unfortunately, please take good care of him. He is a good man!"
"We promise, as long as we are alive!" the aunt from the neighboring village said solemnly.
After the aunt from the neighboring village left.
Zhu Ling walked to the kitchen and said with a smile: "Erhan, there is something urgent. The place needs some firewood and dragon spring. The aunt from the neighboring village came to inform me. I must send them there immediately."
"Ah? The sky has turned dark. It's not safe for you in the past. Can't you wait until tomorrow?" the honest man said worriedly.
"You know, that place is different and it's not easy for us to get this job."
Zhu Ling came over, hugged the honest man with all her strength, and said, "Erhan, you don't know me yet. Ordinary monsters can't hurt me easily. Wait for me at home. Let's have a baby by then."
"
"Uh-huh!"
The honest man's eyes lit up, and his forehead immediately became excited. He didn't realize that when Zhu Ling hugged him, a drop of clear tears fell on his shoulder...
Zhu Ling carried a small pile of firewood and a large bucket of Longquan and walked out of the courtyard. Facing the last light of dusk, she strode towards the Shenshan Mountain.
certainly.
What she sent was not ordinary firewood and pasta, but spiritual wood that could burn for seven days and seven nights and Longquan water that could make people psychic. This was also a feature of this mountain. She spent a lot of effort to get this job.
of.
In the evening.
She walked to the back door of the sacred volcano, exchanged a few words with the gatekeeper, and then walked into the sacred volcano. Looking at the solemn mountain gate, Zhu Ling's eyes flashed with a cold light, and then she put the firewood and Longquan into the water.
He went to his room, made a fire to boil water and poured tea, then changed his clothes, dressed clean and simple, and then walked into the sacred volcano.
The sacred volcano is heavily defended and airtight.
However.
Zhu Ling had a sachet hanging on her waist with a wooden character embroidered on it, but she was able to walk into the hall step by step under heavy defenses. Others were used to this and did not find it strange. After all, a person without any power
What kind of disturbance can a village woman create in the sacred volcano?
finally.
Zhu Ling came to the hall and looked at the beautiful woman who was meditating with her eyebrows lowered. She took a deep breath and stepped forward, but every step made her suffocate.