After taking a bath, Zhao Wujiang and Jing'er hugged each other and fell asleep.
Some things don't need to be done in one night, and since they are not in a hurry, they can do them every night.
Some words don't need to be said in one night. They love each other forever and can say it while doing it.
Morning and evening, um and ah.
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The evening stars twinkled in the night sky, their light was weak and bright, and there were dots of stars on the deep blue, almost black sky.
The position of the stars has not changed much for tens of thousands of years.
Tens of thousands of years ago in ancient times, it was under the same starry sky.
The fire tried to dispel the haze after the disaster. The men and women surrounding Zhao Wujiang either lowered their heads or sobbed silently.
The old man with double eyes, gray hair and unfocused eyes, sat quietly next to the child who was so breathless, playing the bone xun gently.
Zhao Wujiang smiled and slowly closed his eyes with a peaceful expression.
The sobs sitting around turned into wails, stretching towards the sky along the firelight.
Seeing his beloved brother die with his own eyes, Lu Zhong lay on his brother's body, his eyes red and his voice hoarse from crying.
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Lu Zhong, who now had silver-white hair, knelt quietly beside the coffin, looking at his brother in the coffin with slightly red eyes.
They finally opened the coffin.
After tens of thousands of years, my brother is still the brother of Fengshen Yulang.
The waterfall of black hair is mixed with silvery white and purple red. The handsome face is extremely pale, and there is a vertical mark about an inch long like a third eye between the eyebrows.
Demon god.
This name that was so powerful in ancient times, this man who was as good as a god.
died.
Died a long time ago.
Lu Zhong and Qilin teamed up and spent a lot of time to finally push the coffin lid open.
But there was nothing else in the coffin except the corpse of the demon god.
They still haven't found the treasure left by the demon god.
On the entire ninth floor of the Demon Locking Tower, except for a coffin, a bronze lamp and an ancient xun on the coffin lid, there were no other objects suspected to be the treasures of the Demon God.
Where is it hidden, and what is it?
Lu Zhong sighed.
Brother, can you survive again?
Will Zhao Wujiang die again?
Lu Zhong already roughly knew the relationship between his brother and Zhao Wujiang.
The Zhao Wujiang of today is just Zhao Wujiang, and the Zhao Wujiang of the future will be his brother in the past.
And in the future, Zhao Wujiang will follow his destiny and become his brother, dying in the ancient times and leaving nothing behind.
"Nothing will be left behind..." Lu Zhong murmured in a low voice, feeling a little lost.
His eyes were moist, and he no longer knelt down, but stood up tremblingly.
If you can't find anything left by the demon god, this world is destined to be unable to avoid the disaster that is about to come back. By then, nothing will be left behind, and everything in the world will eventually cease to exist.
"Brother Lu." Qilin sighed slightly, his eyes covered by snow-white hair were a little dim, but there was also a touch of conviction.
It firmly believed that Lord Demon God must have some backup plans.
It looked at this venerable painting saint in the eyes of the world, this supreme being whose cultivation reached the heavens, and said softly and firmly:
"The Demon God must have some plans, and He will definitely wake up again."
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In the early morning, Zhao Wujiang opened his hazy eyes.
He stretched, yawned, and kissed Jing'er.
There will be an early court appearance today, and with his disguised identity as Ji Bochang, he will receive rewards based on his merits.
During this trip to Daolian's secret realm, the fourth prince Ji Bochang perfectly completed the tasks assigned by the emperor's master and made great contributions to the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty.
Uncle Ji often gives orders, and rewards are given by him.
However, neither the Supreme Bone in Daolian's Secret Realm nor the Broken Daoist Bronze Mirror were actually obtained by the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty.
The Supreme Bone remained in Daolian's secret realm, and the Dao soldiers were still on Zhao Wujiang's body.
Imperial Master Zhang Xukun did not ask anything about the Taoist soldiers, so he should have given them to him by default.
Zhao Wujiang had breakfast, undressed and prepared to go to court.
He walked into the mist of the early morning with a calm demeanor.
He smiled lightly, with relief and nostalgia.
Things have changed since the last time he went to court.
He is no longer Master Zhao, but has become the fourth prince of a strange country.
