"Huh?" Fuxi suddenly widened his eyes, then looked at the Palace of the King of the Underworld, and there was no sign of collapse and cracking. He quickly spoke, "Shennong, why?" Fuxi, who had always been strict with himself, wanted to blurt out a lot of words at this moment, but in the end they all turned into the word "why"!

"Ha, just because I can't bear to leave." Wen Jiu, who chuckled, reached out and stroked Xuanyuan Jimo's chest and said: "Even if that memory told me that he killed me with his own hands, I still couldn't bear to stab the God-killing Sword here."

"My hand trembles, and the stab is tilted." Wen Jiu moved his palm away, looked at the wound that was as intact as before, raised his lips and smiled, and placed Xuanyuan Jimo, who had temporarily lost his cultivation, on the bed.

When he got up again, Wen Jiu was wearing a plain-colored robe, and his head was covered with a blood jade hairpin made of fox tail. Then he lifted his plain hand and directly took the ball of original fire from Fuxi's clothes and said, "Go and look for Mo, I have found a way to crack it."

"Okay!" Fuxi nodded, and as Wen Jiu walked forward two steps, he suddenly looked shaking and stepped in front of Wen Jiu and said, "Wait, Shennong, wait!" After saying that, before Wen Jiu could react, the Lord of Heaven who had never been happy to show his feelings.

Suddenly, his face showed anxiety, and a golden light rushed into the water of the Forgetful River Pool. In an instant, the resentful souls in the pool swarmed up, and the blood slowly dispersed.

Meng Po, who was asked by Wu Kaixin to guard Mengpo Village, looked at another ancient god who had a connection with his Forgetful River Pond today. He suddenly felt a little hurt. The water of the Forgetful River Pond not only corrodes the body and soul, but also devours the cultivation level!

So what exactly is God Fuxi looking for? Meng Po, who was puzzled, shook her head and turned her head and saw a plain figure walking towards her.

Meng Po, who blinked her eyes, got up and saluted, "Madam!"

"Yes." Wen Jiu nodded, looked at Fuxi who was fluttering in the water of Wangchuan Pond and asked, "Do you know what he is looking for?"

"What are you looking for?" Meng Po thought about it and shook her head. Suddenly, Wu Kaixin, who came from the dark side, knelt on her knees, crawled in front of Wenjiu and said, "Wu Lang, I have seen Shennong."

"Get up and talk." Wen Jiu frowned and said, "Do you know what Fuxi is looking for?"

"Ah, I understand!" Meng Po suddenly remembered and said, "God of Fuxi must be looking for the golden bell. The bell that rings with ding bells have strong pressure and is a treasure." As he said that, Meng Po nodded and said, "No, Wu Kaixin, what did you call your wife just now? Shen, Shennong?"

"That bell is Fuxi's natal weapon, so you have to look for it." Wen Jiu, who had a little gloating, suddenly looked at her eyes, and her whole figure disappeared into the underworld in an instant. At this time, Fuxi had no idea how many heads had emerged from the water. His pale face was really comparable to Xuanyuan, who had just passed all his cultivation to Wen Jiu.

At this time, Mo Zheng, who drove the annoying foxes, Ya Zi and descendants of the Si family out of the snow mountain, walked towards the formation he set up in one step.

While walking, Mo, who was waving his feather fan, smiled and muttered freely: "Everyone said that you, Shennong Association, set up a formation, but in fact, I am not bad. When I came out of the underworld abyss and stepped into your cemetery, I often felt that this would be my cemetery."

"Now it seems that my premonition ability is stronger than you all." After saying that, Mo subconsciously fiddled with the hair on his forehead. The hot touch was no longer there. Mo who sneered and shook his head and said, "I still want to hear the sound of the bell."

Mo is arrogant and has always known what the Fire Ghost is planning, so she is unwilling to wait for her former relatives to destroy her. She would rather destroy herself.

Besides, I came out of the abyss of the underworld just to see the man again. Now I have seen him, so I have no regrets. I just forgot to ask: Do I really look so similar to Shennong?

Curled in a corner of the cemetery, Mo shaking the feather fan, the curve of the lightly opened and closed eyes finally closed weakly, and his already pale little face was even more transparent at this time. In the hazy, Mo seemed to see the man who was almost robbed of his soul because of the Tao. Although his face was pale, he was as handsome as a pair of two, but he just regarded himself as a Shennong after all!

"Mo!" A sudden call made Mo raise his mouth and tilt his head down, and the feather fan in his hand slid to the ground.

When the warm wine arrived, there was no Mo's figure at this time. Only a black chaotic miasma was left in the corner. Fortunately, it had not dissipated yet!

He quickly pinched the magic trick with both hands, and warm wine combined the chaotic miasma into his hands, and disappeared into the cemetery in an instant. The formation behind him naturally dissipated, and the divine tomb also disappeared at the same time.

In the underworld, Fuxi, who finally found the bell, suddenly smiled, like a child who had been suppressing for a long time and finally grabbed his beloved thing into his hands.

Looking at Fuxi, who was covered in resentful souls, Wu Kaixin shook his head unbearably, walked to the edge of the Wangchuan River, and carefully extended his hand to Fuxi.

However, Fuxi, who found the bell and was smiling like a fool, didn't even forget his eyes. He ignored his image and dragged his resentful souls up from the edge of the Forget River Pool, shook off his resentful souls, and his body was already broken, but there was no such noble appearance as golden as before.

Fuxi, who pulled the golden bell hard into the palm of his hand, looked pale and asked Wu Kaixin hoarsely, "Where is Shennong?"

"I just went to the world."

"I promised to wait for me." Fuxi's expression stagnated, the smile on his face had not yet subsided, and he looked particularly funny.

Since then, every time Meng Po recalls Fuxi's God, he doesn't have the serious face like Fuxi in his mind. There is only the touching sadness and tragedy that spreads on Fuxi that day after the funny moment.

He looked dull, as if he was crying and laughing. He was obviously almost crazy, but he was suppressed and trembled all over. He squatted on the bank of the Wangchuan River in tears, muttering to himself: "Where is the miasma? Why is the miasma in the world gone? Why is she missing?"

It was another month before Wen Jiu and Xuanyuan Jimo disappeared, and no one knew where they were. Wen He looked out the window that was lingering and snowing, and he didn't read a word in the document in his hand.

Xing Le, who brought a plate of durian into the office, saw Wen He looking dazed again. Xing Le, who had taken the down jacket from the side, put the desserts on Wen He and then put the down jacket on Wen He and said, "Ahe, don't worry, what kind of person Xuanyuan Jimo is? He is the famous world's number one seat. No one in this world dares to touch them."

"Yes." Wen He responded lightly, smiled stiffly at Xing Le, and said with a pretentious interest: "Have you brought the thousand layers of durian?"

"Ahe, think about it, even if you don't believe that man, you have to believe in Xiaojiu!" Xing Le pulled away the documents from Wen He's hand and put in an exquisite spoon and said: "Xiaojiu is the captain of the No. 71 Special Operations Team. We can see her abilities for all. Besides, the room is still unopened. Wen Nuo said that as long as the barrier is there, it means that the person who sets the barrier is good at this time."

"Xing Le!" Wen He, who put the spoon, sighed and said: "I'm just a little worried. Look at the good weather, it's just September, and the ice and snow disasters have begun. The floods have not yet passed."

"Are you afraid that these changes in the weather have something to do with Xiaojiu's girl?" Xing Le frowned. The whole world is full of this weather now, so it is impossible to say that Xiaojiu's girl can cause weather changes in the world.

If there was only Beijing, Xing Le believed it very much, but would the whole world be too exaggerated?

"I don't know." Xing Le shook his head and said, "I vaguely feel that this weather did not come for no reason. Hasn't your army not found any results?"

"That's because they are incompetent and eat the national food in vain." Xing Le took a spoon, dug a large spoonful of durian, put it into Wen He's mouth and said: "And the country is already convening the external engineers of the No. 71 Special Operations Team, and there will definitely be news in the past few days."

"I hope." Wen He didn't know the taste. Mr. Wen was still hiding it, and the whole world was still hiding it. Everyone thought that the terrifying man took his wife Hua Xia to hide and have a baby, but they didn't know that this place should be a hiding place, and there were no two people.

At the same time, he was still wandering around the world and jumped onto Lolita and said, "Lolita, patriarch, when will the snow stop? We haven't had a stomachache for a long time."

"Who knows?" Since I took back my memory, Lolita became more and more respectful to Fuxi. Lolita rolled her eyes and was about to touch Erruo's fur. Not long after the fox came, she was grabbed by another hand and held it in her arms.

The priest hugged Er and smiled at Lolita and said, "Maybe he has to wait for the God of Fuxi to be in a better mood. Tsk, if you say Xiaojiu is sad, it will rain or something. Why does it snow when it comes to Fuxi?"

"I can't understand it, it's very cold anyway!" Ziya took a Tang Dynasty paper fan he got from somewhere and said as he fanned.

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