I was originally from the north. For this reason, Zhuanxu, the black emperor of the north, cast me into the mortal world. The moment I jumped from heaven, he had not come back yet.
The last memory is still a figure from behind. He left, leaving an empty Taihao Palace. I was still looking forward to the day when he would come back, but it turned out that I missed it like this.
I don't know how he will react when he comes back without me. Come to think of it, no matter how big the reaction was, it has already been twenty years.
"Twenty years ago, Dongjun learned that the Black Emperor had brought you down to the mortal world, and he almost raised an army in anger." Negative Xi said quietly.
"But he didn't, did he?" I said slowly. He was not someone who would upset others just for the sake of one person. He always knew what was important and what was important. That's why I was by his side and dared to do so. Enter his Taihao Palace without any worries.
Negative Xi nodded: "He was sober and waiting for you to come back. Unexpectedly, in just twenty years, trouble would occur."
It can be seen that in recent years, seeing that Fu Qi has been helped by heaven, he knows that the ninth level of heaven is not peaceful.
"Remember, I told you to protect Jimo and protect yourself?" He touched the tip of his nose, looking a little embarrassed.
"Remember." He said it more than once.
"I asked you to protect yourself because Dongjun can't come down to the world in person. If something happens to you, I won't be able to avoid it when you go back..." He twitched the corner of his mouth and didn't say any more, "I asked you to protect Jimo. , because he has a reason why he must not have any regrets."
I understand that I had to travel back and forth all over the world, and I didn't even have the energy to heal my paralyzed body, but I restored his broken arm. Come to think of it, if he had even a little bit of spare time at that time, I'm afraid he wouldn't have let me become a Crippled.
"Dongjun violated the rules of heaven, and the Black Emperor and the Red Emperor of the South invaded Dongtian. Dongjun was placed under house arrest, but the Qing Emperor has not yet come back to take charge of the overall situation. In order to avoid uncontrollable chaos, Dongjun was captured. The White Emperor of the West and the Yellow Emperor of the Center Still waiting and watching. This is why the chaos in the north and south of the world is the result of the collaboration between the Black Emperor and the Red Emperor. They do not want Jimo to win the world, but would rather destroy the world. For the eternal God, people are just in the palm of the hand. Plaything. The dragon belongs to the East. When Dongjun is away, the dragon is also controlled. This is the reason why I, Jia Zhen, and Qi Niu withdrew from the Jimo military camp. Jia Zhen was originally attached to the Jimo sword, and later came with an auspicious appearance. Fuqi, Qi Niu was recalled by my father, and I must stay in Fuqi."
"Why on earth is Jimo so hated by Zhuan Xu?" I looked at him with an eyebrow. "Ningxi, to this day, why do you have to hide it? Jimo is just an ordinary person. Even if he reaches the highest position, he is just an emperor. Nothing can be changed. Heaven. Heaven is still the same heaven that has not changed for thousands of years."
"Dongjun asked me, I can definitely tell you." He raised his lips, very cunningly.
I took a deep breath, knowing what he would say.
As expected, he waved his hand and said, "You know, I will not obey Dongjun's orders. I am just an arty and rotten scholar."
Arty and rotten literati, I remember, these were Dongjun's words at the time. At that time, the three of us sat opposite each other, I made tea, and the two of them sat and enjoyed it, their eyes wandering as they talked about a picture of a beautiful lady. At that time, the days were still long and leisurely. Dong Jun criticizes the flaws in the painting, but Ying Xi believes that it is a stroke of genius. Later, after the tea was filled with fragrance, Ning Xi laughed and said that Dong Jun was a foolish old man who only knew how to cultivate gods and ask questions, and Dong Jun responded with these words.
He and Fu Xi always quarreled like this. In Taihao Palace, I made tea and listened to the two of them arguing. That's how life was spent back then.
No worries, only leisure and casualness, which is the law of survival in this world.
I never thought that after being away from heaven for twenty years, the situation would already be tense.
"What did the foolish old man tell you?" I asked him.
He shrugged and lowered his voice to imitate Dongjun's deep voice: "I will use all my power from the East to attack your dragon cave and take care of the essence of heaven and earth for thousands of years."
Dongjun has a deep and reserved temperament. Only those of us who are relatively close know that if he wants to make trouble, he can make the world turn upside down without even caring. Others thought he had a gentle temperament.
"What on earth is going on that even your lair has to pay for it?"
"Aster, come on, stand up first and look at your human body." He gently pulled me up.
The slight chill the moment my bare feet landed on the ground made me take a breath. I have always missed the feeling of standing on my own two feet. And this normal skin has made me miss it for twenty years.
"Come on, come on, look back and take a look at what you left for Jimo." He turned my shoulder, allowing me to look back and see the body on the bed that carried my twenty years of memories.
Everything in the pale white made me feel familiar.
Those demon blue eyes were tightly closed, and there was a touch of relief on her lips, neither crying nor smiling. It looked like he was asleep, without any worries.
Without worries, even Jimo cannot be called a man.
"Do you know why Jimo Dongli is by your side, and why you treat him so differently?"
In a protracted battle, Fuqi Jiugao almost always fought with his back against the wall, vowing to fight to the death. The two armies came out in full force and faced each other in the fields of Duguang. For some reason, this place sounded very familiar.
I hid in the dark and watched what happened.
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were arrayed in the mountains and valleys. Both sides were very depressed. No one was willing to lose everything at the beginning of the confrontation. Small groups of troops kept going back and forth. The generals of both sides were defeated one by one. Most of the battle The sun passed, and the sun was very poisonous. Fortunately, I was no longer Liao Nan, so I was still calm.
The ranks of the people in Fuqi's formation are becoming more and more noble, and the last person to come out is probably the powerful enemy who made Jimo fight for three days and nights a few months ago and still suffered defeat. I looked at the horse walking out of the team, and the man's figure suddenly felt a little familiar, like an old friend who had only met once.
Looking at Jimo, his face became more and more gloomy, which made people feel cold under the violent sunshine.
The two of them just stood there, separated by a huge distance. Under the scorching sun, no one dared to move.
I stared at Jimo, sweat dripping from his forehead, sliding over the corners of his eyebrows, and soaking through his cold eyelashes. He didn't even blink, he just looked at the proud man on the horse across from him and suddenly said: "Prince Jin, we can be considered at war with each other, right?"
King Jin, I was slightly stunned, this is the person Mi Lan committed to. On that day, the ghosts threatened the capital, and all the dignitaries in the capital fled south, as did the king of Jin. Unexpectedly, he would become a rival to Jimo.
If Jimo really welcomed Liao Xiang as his queen, he and the King of Jin would indeed be related to each other by a third degree, but now, they can barely be regarded as being at war with each other. But in the end, I failed to fulfill Jimo's wish.
"Don't come here to get close to me. You, Jimo Dong, can't stay away from rebellious ministers and traitors. Who will be in the same room with you?! Don't talk nonsense!"
"Prince Jin is so impatient. Is he worried about the beautiful flowers in his family?"
"Despicable villain, using such dirty and shameless tactics!"
"I have never studied moral articles like yours at Jimodong, and there is no need for moral articles on the battlefield! A soldier never tires of deceit, King of Jin! The beauties of the country, what is more important, should be considered carefully."
It sounds like it means Mi Lan is in Jimo's hands.
He just came back to regain military power. Now that the weather is going well in Fuqi, how can the Jin Palace allow people to break in and capture Princess Jin?
Although I don’t know how he does such a thing, it is indeed what Jimo would do. On the battlefield, he is never afraid to use some tricks and tactics. Although it is despicable, he can indeed defeat the enemy and often make people helpless and irrefutable. . But fortunately, no matter how extreme he goes, it will not affect the people, and it has stabilized the people's hearts. But now, seeing the continuous natural disasters in the north and the abundant harvest in the south, the people's hearts are also in turmoil.
I can only silently pray that Phoenix will come back soon.
"I'm going to kill you!" King Jin shouted violently, and he rushed over with his horse. Tens of thousands of people followed closely behind him. The generals from all walks of life led their troops to follow the two wings. The wind and smoke suddenly rose, and there was a sudden wave under their feet. There were trembling patches, and the horse's hooves crushed the tender grass like drops. For a moment, it was full of chilling air.
Jimo waved his sword to meet him, and the wind rushed like a flying arrow, piercing his heart.
The war drums shook the earth and the earth for a moment.
In front of him, only the silver and black of the armor and the dark red of the blood were left.
Fuqi's troops became more powerful and wanted to outflank Jiugao. However, Jimo led his army to attack left and right, frequently breaking the siege. Arrows were falling like rain from the top of the city, and every time they passed by him, people would break out in a cold sweat.
After several failed sieges, Fuqi was exhausted, but Jiugao's morale was boosted and he fought back. Seeing that the battle situation was about to turn around, he suddenly heard a thunder in the sky, and the situation suddenly became strange.
I looked up and opened my eyes wide, knowing what was about to happen.
The battlefield suddenly became quiet. There was only a dragon roar that could be heard for five hundred miles, and even the earth trembled.
A flash of red, like a thunderbolt, fell suddenly, hitting the ground with a loud bang. I gasped and almost forgot to hide.
In an instant, the murderous aura rushed straight from Fuqi to Jiugao.
I held my breath and clenched my fists tightly under my wide sleeves.
That murderous intent was heading straight towards Jimo.
