Kowloon pull coffin

Chapter 630 Murong Vomits Blood
Feeling the familiar frosty meaning of death, Jian Jia's heart was inexplicably shocked, and she was very surprised.

Yan Hua came too fast, and came uninvited.

If Yan Hua's memory was still there, Jian Jia wouldn't be so worried. The key is that it wasn't her who came here this time, but the god of death.

This time the coalition forces seem to be the three realms of the ancient times working together to fight against the heavens, but the Frost Fortress has always maintained its military independence, and Yuhua also visited the Ark of the Gods from the future.

The god of death imprisoned himself in the Frost Fortress, and saw no outsiders. Even Jian Jia's several visits were rejected.

God of Death and God of War are originally fateful enemies, and God of Death came to visit suddenly this time, and it was not long after Yuan Rui gave birth, and when his body was weakest, the intention of coming was very vigilant.

Yuan Rui was also surprised, but what surprised her even more was that there were many guards in the Temple of War God arranged by her, and it was impossible for the god of death to come to her bedroom without her consent.

Unless Chunjun deliberately let the god of death let him go, the god of death would never come here so soon.

Chun Jun is the old department of the Demon Dao, and the God of Death was originally the general who broke the Demon Dao army and the wife of the Taoist ancestor.

And she is considered the mistress of the Demonic Dao of that sect, she has neither been married by a clear medium, nor has she fought side by side with the Taoist ancestor to go through life and death for the Demonic Dao.As for the pregnancy and childbirth, it was a complete accident.

Chunjun regards her as the master, and only cares about the title of mistress.

If he didn't have this title, how could Chun Jun, who had already transformed into the essence of the sword, be willing to obey her orders.

However, Yuan Rui's mood became complicated again when he thought that the God of Reaper would face the Asura Legion and the Xie Sha Legion alone, and would rather die than retreat.

At that time, the God Realm was still in chaos, and Jian Jia retreated to the Demon Realm. If there was no Frost Fortress serving as a bridgehead to defend the defense line, the ancient ancestors' army would definitely take the opportunity to send troops to the God Realm.

It was Yuhua who resisted the pressure and helped the God Realm share the pressure, and persisted until Murong Yuanrui ascended the throne of the Immemorial God King, completing the unification of the Immemorial God Realm.

"You don't have to worry too much, it's not that you really forgot everything." Jian Jia comforted her.

"I don't care, I'm just worried that Zhuzhao won't be able to bear the power of her death god." Yuan Rui said lightly with a slight smile.

After finishing speaking, Yuan Rui signaled the Nemesis to leave through the side door with Zhuzhao in her arms.

At this moment, the front door was pushed open with one hand, and the ancient underworld god of death, Lin Yuhua, who was fully dressed in the death armor, walked into the room.

Her white hair was tied up high by a hair crown, her peerless face was not even half concealed.

The black flames in the eyes burned fiercely, and the more they burned, the colder the bone pierced.

This is the flame of the god of death in the underworld, and it is the soul that is wounded.

His lips were as black as ink, pursed into blades.

The death sickle turned into a black and white snake, hovering around Yuhua's wrist.

What exists is an illusion, and what is eternal is bound to perish.The only way to get out of the cycle of life and death is to forget.

The snake swallows its tail, swallowing everything that happened in the past, swallowing the past self, and then regenerating a brand new self from nothingness.

Yanhua thought that after rebirth, she would forget everything, but she didn't expect that her new self still kept her original memory.

And the reason why she was able to do this is because she has discovered the mystery of life and death, and realized the law of eternal life from destruction.Immortality is the foundation of the way of heaven above all things, and the way of heaven is immortal, and now Yanhua can also be called immortal.

Her combat strength is not strong enough now, but unless Tiandao personally takes action, no one in the heavens and myriad worlds can kill her again.

Death, the god of immortality.

Although the current Yanhua still maintains the face of the god of death in the underworld, and is accompanied by Frost Death, her godhead has already been sublimated beyond the god of death, infinitely close to the realm of heaven.

The predecessor of Tiandao was the great god of the ancient country, and its original power was already strong enough. After countless years of experience, it was cultivated to the state it is today.

He was able to start his practice with the resentful soul of a girl from the Lin family 400 years ago, and with the help of Po Jun's fate, he has come to today step by step.

3000 years ago, people in the world only knew about the ancestors, but ignored the broken army of the evil way.

Three thousand years later, Yuhua was born with the fate of breaking the army, and everyone in the sky and the earth must look up to the glory of the god of death.

However, she didn't say that no one knew about Yanhua's current combat power. Although Chunjun and Aofeng had seen the power of the Death God's domain, they didn't know that she had been spying on the avenue of eternal life.

Others can't perceive the hidden power of the God of Death, but Candlelight in the arms of the Goddess of Nemesis and Youying in the arms of the Goddess of Ice and Snow can sense the threat from the God of Death.

Youying was the first to wake up from a deep sleep, staring around with her black eyes, and finally fixed her eyes on Yanhua, and burst into tears after just one look.

When Xiao Youying cried, Xiao Zhuzhao was also awakened.

Like his sister, Xiao Zhuzhao only took one look at Yanhua, and then clenched his fists and cried endlessly.

The two little guys could feel the threat from Yuhua, and likewise, Yuhua also felt two huge, unfathomable and unfathomable innate Qi of Liangyi from them, the Qi of the most yang and the energy of the most yin.

In addition, Yuhua also noticed that their souls still bear the imprints of the essence of the sun and the essence of the sun.Originally, Yuhua and He were wondering how Murong Yuanrui had opened his chaotic eyes, but after seeing this pair of children, they finally understood.

Indoors, the eyes intertwine, and the baby cries endlessly.

Poor little guy, crying so hard, but didn't get any comfort.

Even their mother, Murong Yuanrui, didn't seem to notice, her eyes were all on Yuhua.

Jian Jia wanted to speak to break the silence, but she didn't know where to start.

Yuan Rui is the mistress of the Demon Dao, Yan Hua is my main wife, but Jian Jia only has the status of a Taoist companion.

Although she didn't care about her status at all, she knew in her heart that the best way for her to deal with it at this time was to be silent.

Youying and Zhuzhao's cries became louder and louder, and the crying made people feel distressed.

The Goddess of Nemesis and the Goddess of Ice and Snow looked at Murong Yuanrui again and again, but Murong Yuanrui didn't realize it, and still stared at Yuhua indifferently.

At this time, Yuhua also looked away from Youying Zhuzhao, and met Murong Yuanrui's eyes.

The black burning flame made Yuan Rui unable to notice what was going on in her mind, let alone that she had regained her original memory.

Ever since Yuhua came in, Murong Yuanrui had been using the way of the god of war to cover up the fear in his heart.With the crying of the child, the panic became more and more intense.

Just when she was about to be unable to hide it, Yan Hua finally said, "The child is crying so hard, is he hungry?"

As soon as this remark came out, it was like a bolt from the blue.

Who would have thought that the god of death came to the Temple of War with endless power, and the first thing he said was actually concerned about whether the child was hungry.

Jian Jia supported his forehead, Yuan Rui even had the urge to vomit blood.Xin said, I just fed the two of them and put them to sleep, why would they be crying endlessly if you didn't come.

However, she hadn't confirmed the reason for the visit, and she still asked seriously: "His Majesty the God of Death is here, I don't know why?"

"I'll come and see his child." Yan Hua said lightly.

After finishing speaking, Yuhua walked towards Nemesis, and before she reached out to hug the small candle, she asked again, "Can I hug him?"

"Of course." Yuan Rui rolled his eyes 1 times when he said this.

Yanhua's words and deeds can always collapse Murong Yuanrui's three views invisibly. She still remembers the scene when she first entered the ruins, when she was hugged by the god of death and kissed by the god of death. The frivolous behavior frightened.

Now that Yuhua came to the Temple of War with endless power, Youyingzhuzhao was so terrified that she couldn't stop crying. She thought she must be a good person and would not come, but who knew that she was just to see the child.

Xiao Zhuzhao was crying endlessly, but when she was hugged by Yanhua, her crying stopped abruptly.

A pair of dark eyes showed an expression of grievance, not because she didn't want to cry, but because she didn't dare.

Yanhua looked at it for a long time, then raised her head and asked, "He is a good-looking man, why did you give birth to an ugly monkey for him?"

As soon as these words came out, Murong Yuanrui almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

(End of this chapter)