not good, immortal

Chapter 112 Time
"It seems that you haven't completely forgotten it?"

Over there, Shang Xingzhi actually applauded, as if he was sincerely congratulating her.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

Feng He was annoyed, she only felt that the applause disturbed her very much.

In a trance, she finally understood a little bit, even if she really had a marriage contract with the son of the Heavenly Emperor, why no one mentioned it anymore.

The heaven experienced a catastrophe, Xi and his ten sons, nine sons all died.

She had the impression that the one who survived was definitely not Lu Jun.

There is even another saying in the book. In that legend, the sons of the Emperor of Heaven also have another name.

Jiaotu takes advantage of the light of the bright moon to prolong its life.Yi made the bow and crossbow to shoot out Tengshe, Qixi, Chiwen, Pulao, Juan, Taotie, Habu, Yazi, and Suanni, so the ten sons of the Emperor of Heaven are in danger?

Who made it up, the Son of the Sun Emperor, who needs to borrow the light of the moon?

Now all these things are already messy enough, and she no longer has the energy to delve into these grievances from thousands of years ago.

"Oh, oh! You're still angry! I didn't say you were angry with me on purpose."

Shang Xingzhi's voice actually contained a hint of grievance, "You didn't choose me thousands of years ago, and you won't choose me after thousands of years. It's really sad... Forget it, but it doesn't matter now."

"Why choose you or not?" Feng He felt that if he was entangled again, he would really fall into this person's way, "Don't delay, what do you want to do?"

"What you said is wrong, we Moonborn, do we still need to delay?" Shang Xingzhi's tone changed.

His breath is like a cliff, from far to near in an instant.

Is it broken again?

No, what he just said was... time.

Feng He let go of one hand and sealed the spell in front of his body, but he still dared not release the attack.

She suddenly realized that Goddess Chang Xi possessed the power of time.

The method of teleportation that all moonborn people know is probably not a space technique.

Is... the time?
So, it's not that the crowd disappeared, but that she was pulled into the other side of the time stream.

If she attacked downwards, the opponent withdrew the technique, and the disappeared crowd came back, what should I do?
I can only hide again!
She immediately dispersed the seal, narrowly dodged Shang Xingzhi's offensive, and retreated to the flank.

"Huh? Why didn't you hit me? Did you feel distressed? Don't feel distressed, I'm not your husband..."

The other party said joking words, but the moves in his hands became more and more violent, "Look at you, you didn't want to take the honor of the Lord of the Western Wilderness at the beginning, what did you say that you didn't want to bear the weight of the people, but now because of those strangers Don't you dare to fight with me?"

Feng He was so busy dodging that he didn't have time to think about the deep meaning of his words.

All she knew was that the opponent's target was still Yu Cong.

"What are you trying to subvert when you collect the gods?"

She managed to avoid Shang Xingzhi's palm, and turned around to stick to the glass dome again. She just felt that it was not an option to hide blindly like this, so she could only continue to speak out.

"Of course it is to subvert the way of heaven and retrieve the ancient glory belonging to our moon descendants from this world."

Hearing her question this time, Shang Xingzhi chuckled first, and then his tone became violent, "Is the position of Emperor of Heaven restricted by the Sun Yu Clan? If he doesn't want to sit in this position, he should give it up, everyone. Brothers can share the glory of the worship of all peoples."

brother?

Xihe gave birth to ten golden crows, while Chang Xi gave birth to December.

The half-brother kind?
Sure enough, it secretly closed with the dream again.

Feng He didn't bother to make more conjectures, but thought his words were quite funny, "Now in this world, how can there be any emperor?"

Today's world is so prosperous, how can it need the gods to rule.

"No, but there will be soon."

Shang Xingzhi didn't care what she thought, but the breath increased sharply again, and came in a sudden turn, and he was bound to get the thing around her neck.

"You... want to break through the restriction of heaven?"

Feng He narrowly avoids it again, but feels that her movements are becoming more and more difficult. This space is isolated from the world, and the spiritual energy she can draw is getting less and less.

"I don't want to, but I have already broken through." Shang Xingzhi was not in a hurry to cast spells this time. He floated in front of him and said contemptuously, "Haven't you thought about where you are now?"

When are you in?

Sure enough, it was pretty much the same as she thought. What was confusing was time.

Feng He still closed his eyes, recalling everything just now.

This place has hardly changed from just now. Naturally, it will not be a long time later, and it cannot be before this.

No, the sky seems to be dark?
She wanted to open her eyes to confirm, but also worried about being trapped by the illusion, she couldn't help feeling worried.

If, in the not-too-distant future, the shackles of the Dao of Heaven that Ji Chen and the others talk about are lifted... I can't even imagine what the world will be like by then.

She murmured, "The future?"

"Of course it's the future." Shang Xingzhi smiled, and he told her his purpose without any scruples, "I came here ten days later, just to ask you for something."

Ten days later?
She did remember that there is an ancient book record that there is a bloodline inheritance technique in the Qiong Palace, which can isolate the space from the flow of time, and the person who cast the spell can go back...

But there are conditions.

In the space, there must be a powerful instrument as an anchor.

The backtracking time is also limited.

Even Goddess Chang Xi in her prime can only look back thirty days.

According to records, the son of Chang Xi, who has the blood of Emperor Jun, can only go back ten days.

It seems that the identity of the person on the other side is a certainty, combined with his "brothers and brothers respect" remarks...

"It really is you." She said lightly.

"Didn't you already know?" He was not in a hurry, as if he was waiting for something.

Feng He didn't answer any more, she suddenly remembered that the black shadow from last night was also a Moonborn, and she was also free from restraint.

The chaotic rain should come from the divided future. The powerful magic weapon may be a jade cong, or it may be an underground clay pot...

Sure enough, it is also going back in time.

So, if you calculate it this way, it doesn't take ten days for the heavenly restriction to disappear?

The future... what will happen?
Feng He clutched the jade around his neck, thinking that at least now he couldn't get it.

However, the person who came this time was more than ten times stronger than the black shadow from last time.She can't dodge with all her strength, but she can't attack, what should she do?
I still have to find a way to get out of this space. Although Yueli is great, it is impossible to drag the whole world into the future.

Then the price is probably too high.

"Don't think about it anymore, I have no intention of taking your life, I just came to ask for something." Shang Xingzhi once again attacked her with surging cold breath.

Feng He had nowhere to hide for a while, so he just removed the jade cong around his neck with all his strength, avoiding the attack, and leaned slightly.

The blade condensed by the moon soul slashed across the porcelain-like skin, and warm liquid oozed out.

He was actually injured.

Fortunately, Yu Cong was still held firmly in her hand.

Feng He's chest heaved up and down, she felt that there was not much time left for herself, and she was about to use her strength to get out of this predicament, but she felt that Shang Xingzhi's aura was getting farther away.

He seemed to let out a whistle, and said something.

That sentence is...

"Thanks"?
What he wants is not jade cong?

Immediately, the voices of people rang in the ears, and the applause was endless.

This is, back?

(End of this chapter)