"Don't touch me!" Wang Jiu became nervous: "I will go to Yun'er and Miss Pan to complain! You, you, you, don't come over, scholar, we have to talk carefully, are you serious?
Bar."
A cold light flashed in Song Zheng's hand!
"Ah" the fat man screamed like a pig, and then looked at the scholar looking at him with a faint smile. He tried it and found that there seemed to be no loss of parts on his body.
He was furious and cursed loudly.
Then he suddenly said with a playful smile: "If you are not interested in that witch just now, introduce it to me..."
Song Zheng was speechless: "She is a demon!"
"You don't understand, great love transcends races! In front of this great love, nothing is an obstacle." The fat man actually said it with awe-inspiring righteousness.
Song Zheng let him go and kicked him over: "Get out of here. I won't do this kind of thing. If you have the ability to pursue it, I won't stop her if she agrees."
The two fell from the void battlefield. In and around the camp, the Dark Walkers and the Divine Disciples all fell into a daze. Song Zheng raised the bonfire with a snap of his fingers, and asked the fat man: "Are you hungry?"
Wang Jiu touched his belly. The last time he ate was half an hour ago. He nodded seriously: "I'm so hungry."
Song Zheng glared: "Why don't you go barbecue if you're hungry? I'm hungry too!"
Wang Jiu was dissatisfied: "Why me? Why don't you go?" Song Zheng gestured: "Have you seen this huge fist as big as a water tank of the country's strong man?"
Wang Jiu was furious: "If you don't show off and bully me, will you die?"
Song Zheng was delighted: "I finally caught the opportunity, I can't let it go."
Wang Jiu was depressingly cooking the wild animal meat on the side, smearing it with grease and honey, turning it and leaning on it, and sprinkled various seasonings on it.
As the bonfire crackled and burned, silence fell between the two of them and the world. The flames reflected on his face. Wang Jiu, who was cooking the food, was very serious. Song Zheng looked at him from the side and sighed: "Fat man, believe it or not, I
I have always believed that one day we will escape and we will meet again."
Wang Jiu's fat face twitched violently, and his hand stopped involuntarily. He was silent for a moment, and tears welled up from his eyes uncontrollably.
He wiped away his tears with all his strength, but became increasingly unable to control himself. He threw away the barbecue, hugged Song Zheng and cried loudly.
He cried heartbreakingly, as if he wanted to vent all the fear, misery, and hardship he had felt before. Song Zheng hugged him hard and patted his back gently. He understood.
After crying for a while, Wang Jiu's mood finally calmed down a bit, and suddenly he said, "The meat is burnt!" He rescued the barbecue and used a knife to cut off the burnt part on the surface, and then cut off the burnt part below.
The heat was just right. Song Zheng gave him the best portion, and while the two of them were eating, Wang Jiu said regretfully: "It's far worse than Yun'er's."
"of course."
"Yun'er is the Son of God."
Song Zheng was shocked and stopped in his hands. He recalled everything and suddenly understood everything: "So that's how it is..."
But why did the people of Tianhuo become the sons of the God of Light? He used to think that Tianhuo was deliberately destroying the God of Light and turning the Hundred-Armed Heavenly Demon Realm into the Kingdom of God, but now it seems that the God of Light and Tianhuo have joined forces...
"The chosen one turned out to be Yun'er." He said leisurely, and then asked: "How is she now?"
Wang Jiu chewed the barbecue and thought for a moment before answering him: "How should I put it? Since she returned to the throne and became the Son of God, she is still Yun'er, but she is no longer the same.
When we look at her, we can always find some familiar feelings, but there are also many unfamiliar atmospheres. The gods are watching her and covering her.
Even Miss Pan and I can occasionally feel a distant power suddenly covering our bodies..."
Song Zheng's brows furrowed deeply. He originally thought that Tianhuo had "released" the three of them, but he didn't expect that Tianhuo just handed them over to another god.
The sky fire is terrible, but it has fallen after all. And this one is a real god!
It is more difficult for me to snatch people from the hands of gods than it was before to snatch people from Tianhuo! The previous method obviously cannot be used on three people, because as long as I kill three people, the power of the gods will immediately decrease.
I would never give myself such a chance.
He thought for a while, pointed his hand outward, and a jade box flew out from the sluggish Meng He. He took out the Eye of the Sky and held it in his hand, then used the power of the Yang God to push the Eye of the Sky and shine it towards
Wang Jiu.
In Wang Jiu's body, he "saw" a special faint light. This light had a special resonance with a certain place in the sky. Once in danger, it would definitely be taken care of by that distant existence with divine power.
He sighed and returned the Eye of the Sky. Finally, he confirmed that what Wang Jiu said was true, and he extinguished the last thought of luck.
The fat man waited for him to finish all this and asked: "How?"
Song Zheng said: "I will definitely rescue you."
Wang Jiu hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Where are Sister Zhao and the bandits?"
Song Zheng did not answer, could not answer. He knew that he needed to be more cautious now, as the relationship between the God of Light and Sky Fire was delicate.
Wang Jiu did not ask further questions and said: "We have to do things for the gods. You should go back quickly. I don't want to really fight you."
Song Zheng shook his head and said: "The God of Light knows about our relationship."
Wang Jiu was stunned: "What should we do?"
Song Zheng said: "Simple, let Him attribute all the sins to me." He shook his fist: "Have you seen this huge fist as big as a water tank of the country's strong man?"
"I saw it!" Wang Jiu rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction, and boom! Song Zheng punched him and knocked him unconscious.
He looked at Wang Jiu on the ground, sighed softly for a long time, then turned towards the three-headed archbishops and shouted: "How much money can your Barbarian Demon Department pay?"
The restraint on Princess Yan Zhen was lifted, and she shook her body and walked out from the darkness.
The flesh and blood of the divine disciples is of great benefit to the demon clan. The seven demon slaves who killed the demon king have already verified that it is useful to the human race. No one has yet been bold enough to verify it personally.
So far, all the divine disciples hunted by the various armies of the human race have been sold to the three tribes of the demon clan.
Princess Yan Zhen looked at the three-headed archbishops greedily, but Song Zheng extinguished her ambition: "It is impossible for you to advance to the country in this way."
The light in Yan Zhen's eyes dimmed a little, but he still asked in gold inscriptions: "What do you want, your Excellency?"
Wang Jiu brought two three-headed and eight-armed disciples, four three-headed and four-armed disciples and ten two-headed and eight-armed disciples. Song Zheng killed them all in one fell swoop. The blow to the temple was very heavy and would definitely attract the wrath of the God of Light.
.
But he meant it.
And such a large number of divine disciples is extremely valuable to the Barbarian Demon Tribe, as it can give them a large number of additional ancestors.
Song Zheng thought about it and said, "I want a holy object, level three or above!"
There was a look of rejection on Yan Zhen's face, but before she expressed her position, Song Zheng had already said: "I am the intelligence chief of Hongwu. I know very well what treasures your Barbarian Demon Department has. Don't tell me that you don't have them. I want to kill seven
His Majesty the Demon Emperor is happy to exchange with me."
Yan Zhen thought for a while, and then he imagined a piece of gold inscription: "Let me discuss this with the Queen Mother."
Song Zheng nodded.
…
High above the temple, Miao Yun'er sat upright with her eyes closed.
There were circles of divine light surrounding her body. She bathed in it, her aura slowly but continuously increased, her strength became stronger and stronger, and her relationship with the gods became closer and stronger.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and a flash of agility flashed in her eyes, followed by a god-like indifference and calmness.
Then, her voice spread throughout the entire temple: "The Son of God with the Vase has appeared."
"Things have changed in the God's Erhai Sea Territory!"
The four-headed pope suddenly stood up, took out his scepter from under the statue, and declared feverishly to the entire Holy Land: "Fight for my god!"
Miao Yun'er stood up from the seat of the Son of God and pulled out a sword completely condensed with divine power from under the statue: "I will take action myself!"
Pan Feiyi followed closely behind, and Miao Yun'er turned to look at her. The agility in her eyes flickered for a moment, but was quickly covered up by the indifference and calmness.
Pan Feiyi sighed in her heart, is she still Yuner?
A powerful army of divine disciples quickly rushed out of the Holy Land. Under the leadership of Miao Yun'er, they flew across the sky and fell like meteors towards the end of the Divine Erhai Sea.
…
Song Zheng suddenly felt something. He glanced in a certain direction, and with a wave of his hand, he threw all the disciples into the heavenly goddess Jiang Xiaodongtian.
Then, he lifted the ban on the powerful people in the country. Meng He and others suddenly came to their senses, but heard Song Zheng say: "The Son of God is here."
The Dark Walkers were startled, and immediately gritted their teeth and said: "Fight to the death!"
Song Zheng shook his head gently: "No need."
He opened his own small cave world, enveloped Meng He and the others inside, and then stood alone in the dark night, waiting quietly.
A strong sound of breaking through the air soon came, and Song Zheng became uncontrollably excited.
He looked up at the sky, and saw a meteor shower coming from the Holy Land, crossing the night sky, shining brightly, and flying towards him.
At the forefront of this meteor shower, a petite body was wrapped in a huge and intense light. There was only coldness in her eyes. Tens of thousands of feet away, she pointed the divine sword in her hand outwards, and suddenly there was something...
Countless streams of light converged from all directions between heaven and earth, merged into a huge blade of light, and shot toward Song Zheng on the ground.
Show no mercy!
Pan Feiyi exclaimed behind her. She had already seen clearly who the person on the ground was! But Yun'er actually took action with all her strength.
Song Zheng's eyes were full of pain. He took a step forward, opened the void passage and left quietly. Before leaving, he looked back and saw Miao Yun'er and Pan Feiyi. Just be fine.
The huge divine sword light fell heavily on the ground, tearing the earth apart with a loud bang. In the light, everything evaporated instantly. Wang Jiu on the ground was shaken and flew into the air, hitting him several hundred feet away.