Chapter 61 Don’t lose, don’t forget

Chaoge Royal City was filled with fireworks and was ruined. However, on the contrary, the people were running around and cheering, as if they were festivals.

Zhaixing Tower is a hundred feet high and full of red sandalwood tower. When King Zhou held a treasure in his hand, he often looked up at the magnificent beauty of the starry sky and the prosperous era. Now he is surrounded by enemies, but Zhaixing Tower stands tall, just on the gold and jade pillars, a layer of sadness.

The palace was in chaos, and countless palace people snatched money and ran around and fled. However, no one dared to approach Zhaixing Tower, because there were still hundreds of mighty soldiers standing there, and there was the burial place chosen by the former king.

At this moment, these warriors had a solemn look on their faces, and the noise from the outside had nothing to do with them. Some people would occasionally show nostalgia. Do they miss the brave King of Birthday, or their wives and children in their homes? It is unknown that they will inevitably be buried in the dust of history, silently.

On the Picking Star Tower, singing and dancing lightly.

Daji gently took off his purple hairpin and feather skirt. His skin, like a cream, shone with crystal clear under the stars, like the clouds in the sky, crafting this beautiful picture.

The jade man raised his round and pointed chin and looked at the king drinking alone through the bead curtain. His beautiful eyes were flowing. Is he reluctant or sad?

When I first met the king, the snow and frost were snuggling with you and warming each other. When a horse was galloping and smiling at the sky, you are still majestic, but now you are no longer a white-maned BMW, shooting eagle god bow, no more of the vast grassland and the prosperous bright clothes.

As he thought about it, Daji giggled as if he was immersed in memories and could not extricate himself.

King Zhou put down the wine bottle in his hand and looked at Daji in confusion: "Why do you laugh when you beloved?" His angular face was full of doting, as if the world had been lost and there was no turmoil with his heart. Yes... Even if there were no mountains and rivers, he still had you, just like the stars in the sky, all disappeared when dawn, but it was enough to have the eternal ups and sunshine. At this moment, the red line between King Zhou's eyebrows had long disappeared, and the violent aura that had been entangled in him for many years had disappeared, leaving only a free and prosperous man.

Daji dragged the long ribbon, opened the lotus steps lightly, and opened the bead curtain with a smile on his face.

"It's nothing, I just thought of dancing for Your Majesty, and I was happy in my heart." My smile was like a flower, and the traces of time did not leave any steps on her. It did not change the brightness and tenderness of the first meeting. Her beautiful eyes were slender and shining with her eyes, and she was like the misty lake water, mysterious and quiet.

He walked to King Zhou a few steps, blinked his pure eyes, stroked King Zhou's cheek with his slender hands, feeling the familiar warmth and the somewhat rough stubble: "Your Majesty, do you remember that I was dancing for you for the first time at Your Highness Zhengde that day?" His lips exhaled like orchids.

King Zhou smiled: "Of course I remember, but today the no bell and drum band played for their beloved concubine, what should I do?"

Daji raised his mouth and said, "Don't you behave?"

King Zhou was stunned and shook his head and laughed: "I haven't touched it for many years, but my beloved concubine likes it, so why bother to play a song?" After saying that, he got up and took the stone treasure, sat in front of the window, and billions of stars behind him. The violent starlight enveloped King Zhou, as if he had descended to earth from the sky. His blue and black dragon robe showed his majesty. King Zhou was still the peerless king that King Zhou was so great that no one could match in the world.

The fairy sound remembers, and the fairy dance is light.

On the Zhaixing Tower, Daji danced in the world, making King Zhou fascinated.

Like an immortal?

Like a demon?

Like a Buddha?

None of them, they were just a simple couple, hugging each other at the last moment.

The soldiers downstairs heard the shouts of killing from outside getting closer and closer, and quickly lit the dead grass that had been piled up. Then hundreds of people pulled out their battle knives at the same time and knelt on the ground: "I wish to accompany Your Majesty again in the next life and conquer the world." After that, he waved his sword and committed suicide.

King Zhou heard the shouts of his personal soldiers and burst into tears: "Beloved concubine, listen, the Zhou army has played music for us."

Daji continued to dance, turned his face when he heard this, and smiled charmingly: "These mortals are fighting hard and forcing each other, but they don't know that if the concubine and the king want to be in harmony, they will be the whole world."

Feeling the increasing flames, King Zhou stood up and walked to Daji, hugging Yiren tightly: "In the next life, I will not be the one who is alone, I wish you will be with you at the ends of the world." His voice was distant, vicissitudes, and perhaps he had a little fatigue.

Daji leaned in King Zhou's warm arms, closed his eyes, and let tears soak King Zhou's clothes: "In the next life, you will not be the lord, I will not be the demon, mountains, rivers and rivers will never leave you." King Zhou looked at the figure of the nine-tailed white fox behind Daji, and smiled: I, I have known that you are a demon for a long time, but so what?

"Little White Fox?"

"Um…"

"I secretly kissed you that night..."

"Puchi... Your Majesty kisses a little fox?"

“…”

"boom"

The raging fire ruthlessly devoured the lovers, but countless Zhou Jun saw a pair of glows running through the sky and the earth, as bright as daylight, making them unable to open their eyes.

The swords and swords intersected, fighting and shouting suddenly disappeared, and only a pair of affectionate words from the world were left behind: "Don't lose, don't forget." It has a long and lasting time, like a symphony, beautiful and moving.

The silver frost is wrapped in enchanting nights, and the warm fragrance is warm and the wall is filled with mortal world.

The white-maned horse in the vast grassland, and the white fox is in love with the king.

He received the sage in the beautiful heaven and transformed into a beautiful woman to accompany the palace.

Singing and dancing together, picking stars and passionately calling your husband.

In the past life, in this life, the cycle of reincarnation, do not lose it or forget it.

Jiang Ziya rode the four-way figure and walked behind the army, and came to Zhaixing Tower. At this moment, except for the hundreds of soldiers who committed suicide, there was only a pile of ashes left, and nothing else.

Looking at the dilapidated palace with emotion, Jiang Ziya turned around and smiled at Yang Jian and Nezha: "The Gods are finally over."

At this moment, all the second generation of the disciples of the Ancestral Sect returned to the mountains and rivers, and there were only three generations of disciples left in the Zhou camp, such as Nezha, Yang Jian, Yuan Hong, Huang Tianhua, etc., just to avoid sudden dangers and kill Daji's demon concubine. In fact, the Zhou army's advance after the Zhuxian Formation was almost unstoppable. When he arrived at King Zhou's palace, Daji did not show up at all, so he accompanied King Zhou to die of self-harm. So these little guys were just playing soy sauce and just pretending to be relaxed.

King Wu Ji Fa also set off for Xiqi with an army that had not lost much. Jiang Ziya's Shang Dynasty had been destroyed, and King Zhou's demon concubine had all died. They comforted Chaoge's people and wanted to return to Xiqi and prepare to be appointed as the gods.

Thirty-three days, Lingxiao Palace.

God Haotian and a girl about sixteen years old stared at each other, and the atmosphere was very interesting.

This little girl was wearing a green dress, full of agility and big black eyes, looking at the Queen Mother of Haotian curiously, her indescribable cuteness and charmingness.

Although the Queen Mother Haotian had just experienced a big defeat and sent off her family, the most noble couple in the world are still charming and imposing. The little girl looked at her and nodded repeatedly. But what was strange was that Haotian saw the satisfaction of the elders in the eyes of the girl... Sweat

Needless to say, this girl looks like Ge Lan after transformation. She used to know the nature of Zhang Zilong and his beautiful apprentices, Ge Lan refused to transform, otherwise she would become a doll of these unscrupulous people...

Now that I want to see the Emperor of Heaven, Ge Lan will naturally not be able to fly over with a snake body, so I have no choice but to transform.

"You said you are my son's partner, do you have evidence?" Haotian had a few black lines hanging on his forehead. No matter who is regarded as a junior by a little girl, he will not feel comfortable, right?

As soon as Ge Lan flipped her hand, Ziwei Emperor's jade talisman appeared in her little hand, but there was a trace of Ziwei's soul and a specific description of Ge Lan.

The two supreme masters were relieved after seeing it. You must know that outside the Lingxiao Palace, countless rebellious prisoners followed the extremely demon god Satan, bombarding the defensive formation of the Lingxiao Palace. Fortunately, the Lingxiao Palace was refined by the Taoist ancestor himself, and this guy could not break the defense for a while.

I had been defending and waiting for the prehistoric gods to be crowned with the help of the saints, and now the arrival of Ge Lan has changed Haotian's mind. As the supreme emperor of the prehistoric heaven, he was forced into Lingxiao's palace by an evil demon and dared not resist. This is really embarrassing. Originally, Satan and Haotian were both sub-saints, but their strength was far away. Satan was the kind of almost saint-level existence. Even if Haotian uses the power of the Heavenly Emperor level, he is only in the mid-stage combat power of the sub-saint. If he goes out to fight, he will definitely be beaten.

However, it is different if there is an extra sub-saint-level song. The two of them work together to deal with Satan.

Haotian thought for a moment, gritted his teeth and said, "In this way, you and I will add the three of Yao Chi, and you will meet that extremely demon god when you go out."

Ziwei Island, Zhang Zilong has a full body of magic power. After several months of cultivation, he has recovered as before. He is wearing a thin white dress and walking quietly in the spiritual garden. The surroundings are full of spiritual energy, and the fairy flowers and herbs blooming in all seasons are trembling slightly, as if he is greeting the owner of Ziwei Island.

Ziwei Island is now very lively, with a bunch of little girls coming, like the seven sisters who haven't grown up in their family, and the daughter who has traveled thousands of miles to help the battle and help the heaven reduce casualties. In addition to the three precious apprentices and the little girl Longji, it really has become a daughter island.

Suddenly, Zhang Zilong saw a graceful figure in front of him, and the colorful sea of ​​flowers beside him, which should have been a beautiful picture. However, Yiren was immersed in sadness, and the entire garden seemed to be infected.

"Xuannv? No... Chang'e is even more impossible. These two girls have been entangled together recently. I don't know what to do. Who will it be?" She scratched her head in confusion and walked over quickly.

"Ah, Aunt Yao Ji, why are you here alone?" Zhang Zilong said in surprise when he saw the beauty's face.

Yao Ji seemed to be awakened from her memories by Zhang Zilong, and she smiled with a pink face: "It's just Xiaolong, you are laughing at me. My aunt just remembered what happened before."

Uh, I knew that my aunt was very disappointed about Yedu bringing back Yang Jiao and Yang Jun and his son. The prince was so embarrassed: "I'm sorry... Aunt, next time, my nephew will tie those two guys back next time."

Yao Ji was about to say something, suddenly the voice of the Primitive Heavenly Lord resounded in the world: "The God-Tenkong Tribulation has been completed, and all those who have entered the Tribulation will come to the God-Tenkong Platform quickly and be awarded the God-Tenkong Tribulation."

Chapter 61 Don’t lose, don’t forget
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