The ancient god emperor in the city

Chapter 479 Fantasy World
In the God Realm, getting married is not common at all, because the gods rarely have a partner, unless they are powerful gods.

It is very difficult for the lower gods to survive.

But it is strange that in this city of the abyss, some strange cultures are circulating.

"Sister Wan'er, the story you wrote is selling very well, and everyone likes it very much."

"nice! You love it."

The man of God began to yearn for Tang Waner's fantasy world, but in Zhao Chen's eyes, Tang Waner was naive.

In the eyes of those saints, it is simply insignificant.

In this ancient city, the real controllers are not Zhao Chen and the others, but those ancient families.

Today, in the restaurant, several gods and men just appeared, and Xiaoer was very respectful.

"Master Xuanfeng, please go upstairs."

"I heard that your chef has researched some new dishes recently?"

"Indeed, this is the menu, and the rest are all new dishes."

"Oh, this barbecue pie, let's have a taste first."

"Wait a minute, I'll let the chef cook it for you."

Not long after, Tang Wan'er came with delicious food.

"Guest, this is the spicy barbecue cake I just made, please taste it."

Xuanfeng glanced at Tang Wan'er, then took a sip.

"It smells.'
Xuanfeng was shocked, he had never eaten such delicious food.

"what's your name?"

"Tang Wan'er."

"Come back with me, and I will give you one hundred divine stones every month."

Tang Wan'er had a wry smile on her face.

"Master, I'm just here to help with the cooking. I still have a lot of things to do. If you want to eat, other chefs can do it next time."

"Two hundred divine stones?"

"It's useless, I won't go with you no matter how many god stones you have."

"interesting."

Xuanfeng finished a plate of croquettes.

He hasn't been active in the city for a long time, and some new atmosphere is being born.

Zhao Chen's era is to transform this place into their own civilization, and penetrate into the God Realm bit by bit.

Some brand-new viewpoints began to circulate.

"You have heard that Master Wan'er seems to be releasing the second part of the League."

"I heard that many gods and men like this book very much."

In the room, Tang Wan'er was recalling the past stories.

"Wan'er, it doesn't seem right here."

"What's wrong."

"I remember, it was you who took the initiative..."

"It's nothing."

Zhao Chen immediately stopped talking.

"Is the struggle for hegemony in the Three Realms really so important?"

Tang Wan'er said to herself.

Zhao Chen had a wry smile on his face.

"Don't talk nonsense, this is our past, so what if we were wrong?" Zhao Chen didn't want the past to be a burden.

Tang Wan'er showed a sweet smile.

Zhao Chen, I always feel that our past is too monotonous, if only we can remember the past.

"Those eternal memories have long been forgotten, how can we remember them."

"Cai'er should be able to reincarnate us once."

"What if I don't come back?"

"No, Cai'er can control it very well, and she has reincarnated herself.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course, is it still a lie?"

"Is Ruolan coming too?"

"Let's try it first, it won't be good if there are any side effects."

"Okay, I'll try first, I'll call Cai'er."

Soon Cai'er came to the room.

"Brother Zhao Chen, do you really want to reincarnate?"

"This reincarnation is not the real world, is it?"

"No, it's fictional, but it's very real. You can't remember who you are at all, and you are completely integrated into reincarnation. This is the highest illusion of our family."

"Okay, let me try first."

Cai'er tapped Zhao Chen's head lightly.

"Brother Zhao Chen, it's time to start."

The next moment Zhao Chen's will entered a wonderful world.

Tang Wan'er and the others are watching.

The world of Zhao Chen's fantasy began to appear.

In the mountains in September, withered leaves fluttering, the bright red under the setting sun is particularly dazzling, and the dark clouds gather in the distant sky, which is as gloomy as death.

A strange mist is spreading in the mountain. On the top of the mountain, an old man with a gray beard and a wrinkled face is looking up at the sky. The sweat on his forehead can't help but drop, and the irrepressible fear is spreading.

And three miles away from this mountain peak, Zhao Chen leaned against a big tree, looked up at the sky, it seemed that it was going to rain, and when he came to hunt in the mountains, what he was most afraid of was rainy days.

A few years ago, he fell in the mountains and was brought back to the village by an old hunting man. When he woke up, he couldn't remember anything, commonly known as amnesia.

The secretary of the village also took Zhao Chen to find the police, but unfortunately they found nothing, so they had no choice but to stay in the village and spend their days hunting with the old hunter.

"Let's go back first, it's probably going to rain soon."

Thinking in his heart, Zhao Chen speeded up and walked down the mountain, but at this moment, the fog had already covered Zhao Chen's surroundings.

"what's going on?"

Zhao Chen trembled, the fog was strange, he couldn't even see the road clearly, his body also began to lose strength, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

"do not want!"

The moment Zhao Chen closed his eyes, he seemed to see a ferocious blood skull, and that fear was deeply engraved in his heart.

On the top of the mountain, thunder roared for half an hour.

The people in the mountains also felt strange. The old hunter was worried about Zhao Chen, so he went up the mountain to look for it, but Zhao Chen who was in the forest suddenly opened his eyes, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his chest was also heaving violently.

Barely stood up, and wanted to go down the mountain unsteadily, at this moment, a charred black corpse suddenly landed on Tianji, which frightened Zhao Chen into a fool.

"I was struck by lightning..."

On the corpse, there was also a strange little bag with strange patterns.

Zhao Chen stretched out his palm and grabbed the small bag.

"Qiankun bag?"

Zhao Chen didn't know why, but he knew the origin of the bag, subconsciously told him to leave immediately.

He walked down the mountain in a daze, and saw the figure of the old hunter.

"Boy, what's the matter?"

The old hunter stared at Zhao Chen, seeing that something was wrong with Zhao Chen's expression.

"It's okay, Dad, let's go back first."

The old hunter knew that something must have happened, but he didn't pay attention to it. A few years ago, he found Zhao Chen on this mountain.

Back to the village.

Zhao Chen lay on the wooden bed, motionless, and fell into a deep sleep.

The night was deep.

Zhao Chen's eyes have also undergone some changes, and some vague memories continue to emerge.

"Cai'er, Zhao Chen will be fine."

"It should be fine, the world will crumble soon."

After Zhao Chen woke up the next day, something terrible happened and everything in the village disappeared.

"what's the situation?"

A black shadow suddenly appeared.

"Do not kill me."

Zhao Chen backed away abruptly, but unfortunately he was killed by one move.

"Isn't that the end of it?"

Tang Wan'er was completely dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)