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Chapter 49

5000 years, what a long time, everything in the world will be changed.But the heart of the Korean woman is always trapped 5000 years ago. Those who sent her to the fire have long since died, and their bodies have rotted into ashes. Their descendants live in remote small villages, and there are many completely unrelated people. Strangers were all burned to pieces by her.

She was right, she shouldn't be a god, even though the body and consciousness of the gods are extremely powerful, but the heart is always as fragile as a mortal, that's why so many gods and goddesses perish in human calamity.

"I died here."

The Han girl turned around and walked slowly to the back, where there used to be a dilapidated wooden house, in which lived a sister who thought she was happy, and a younger sister who had an ulterior motive.The wooden house has been decayed for a long time, and the open space is full of weeds and shrubs half the height of a person.Flames flowed out from Han Nu's sleeves, and instantly ignited the mountain.

"It's all over now."

The flames that filled the sky shrouded Han Nu, she had a weird smile on her face, she was a little exhausted, and she seemed to be planning some trick.

"It's really unexpected that you shattered my consciousness." She said lightly, "But I won't die, don't be complacent, I won't die."

Tang Hua's body suddenly went limp, and a group of human-shaped translucent red mist hovered above his head. It faced the burning small village at the foot of the mountain, where countless souls who died in vain wandered, and the souls who died in vain wandered for a while. Unable to enter the right karma of reincarnation, it opened its mouth and sucked countless ones to devour it.

The more souls devoured, the brighter the color of this monster becomes, like a ball of blood suspended in mid-air.

The blood clots mingled and rolled, and finally turned into the appearance of a Korean woman, her hair and eyes were as red as blood, and the big hole in her chest was slowly shrinking.The Han girl looked down at the shrinking hole proudly, and laughed wildly: "I won't die! Wushuang! Let me eat you! Your soul must be more delicious than Taihe's!"

Her figure is like a blood shadow, the waving hands are indistinguishable from her clothes, the raging fire that fills the sky and the earth is sensed by the magic power, suddenly rises several feet, and turns into the color of blood, they are scorching Tan Yin's body ate away at what little divine power she had left.

"Come on, you come..." The sweet voice seduced her, "Taihe is waiting for you... In my body, you can be reunited, and I will find that mortal fairy for you later, and let him be with you You reunite."

Is this humble mortal immortal Yuan Zhong? !
Tan Yin felt her heart falling like a stone from her chest. How many days had she been trapped in the embroidery?How could Yuan Zhong not find out that Han Nu went to Xiangtuo Mountain in Tang Hua's appearance?He found her?She killed him? !
"Taihe died for you, and you still think about that mortal fairy? Wushuang, you are so cruel." The Han girl's voice was gentle, but her tone was sneering and vicious. Dead...do you want to see how he died?"

No!She doesn't want to look!

But the flames in front of him were instantly covered by countless silk threads, which were twisted and entangled, and gradually turned into every plant and tree of Katori Mountain. Tanghua's purple figure was still on the top of the peak, that was the moment after Tan Yin had just been included in the embroidery.

There was a golden light coming from the foot of the mountain, and it landed on the top of the peak in the blink of an eye. The person who came was dressed in soap and had long hair, with a fake face on his face like a passer-by who can forget it at a glance—— Yuan Zhong.He looked alert at the moment, staring at Tang Hua closely, after a while, Fang said: "How dare you show up."

Tang Hua smiled faintly, as if he didn't want to talk to him, he slowly put the embroidery into his sleeve, looked up at the sky, turned around and was about to go down the mountain.

"Wait a minute!" Yuan Zhong called him, his expression became more vigilant, "Who are you?"

Tang Hua was slightly surprised: "Oh? Why do you ask like that?"

Yuan Zhong covered his nose and took a step back, said in a deep voice, "You only smell like a dead person...you killed Tang Hua?"

The Han girl laughed in astonishment. She snatched She Tanghua's body and hid it from the eyes of the god Tan Yin, but she didn't hide it from the nose of a little mortal fairy.She looked down at Tang Hua's body, there was no blood on it, no wounds, this body was perfectly repaired by her, how did he smell it?

As if seeing what she was thinking, Yuan Zhongdan said: "There is a fragrance in the blood of the Fox clan, and this fragrance is one of the evidences to identify the tribe. But as soon as a person dies, the fragrance will disappear. You have nothing to do with Tanghua." The appearance, but not the fragrance of my family, you have taken away Tanghua's body... If you can take away the body of an immortal, could it be that you are the god who wants my left hand?"

"Wonderful." Han Nu couldn't help applauding, "You're very smart. I killed this fairy in order to use his body. He was still grateful to Dade before he died, and felt that it was very honorable for him to do something for the gods... ...But you, isn't the fox tribe a tribe that serves the gods? Why don't you kneel when you see me?"

Yuan Zhong looked at her quietly without moving, and after a long while, he suddenly asked, "Where's Tan Yin?"

Han Nu smiled and said, "Where do you think she will be?"

Yuan Zhong didn't answer this time, he stared at her wide sleeves, just when he went up the mountain, he saw her put a weird and huge embroidery picture into the sleeves.Those who can become gods are those mortals who have deep sincerity and deep obsessions in the ancient world and have actions against the sky. Tan Yin is a unparalleled craftsman. This person is wearing embroidery pictures. Could it be that he is embroidering the unparalleled gods in the world?Since it is a god, the embroidered picture will not be a simple embroidered picture, maybe it is another small thousand world like the Qiankun bag.

When Han Nu saw him looking at her sleeve with the embroidered picture, she couldn't help being even more surprised: "...you are so smart that even surprised me. Come, let me take a good look at you."

With a hook of her finger, Yuan Zhong felt an irresistible force grabbing him towards her. The ominous premonition in his heart suddenly increased, and his whole body suddenly turned into a golden light, forcefully breaking through her shackles, and turned to her again. Take a few steps back.

"It's outrageous." Han Nu frowned, "When you saw me, you neither knelt nor respected me. Is there any fox clan who serves the gods like this?"

"...You are not a god." Yuan Zhong stared at her, "The breath of a god is not like this."

She had forgotten that this fairy had spent a long time with a genuine goddess, so it was no wonder that she could notice that the fluctuations in her body were different from Tan Yin's.

Yuan Zhong suddenly rolled up the sleeve of his left hand, revealing the dark red left hand that blended the language of God and the cold ice of Tianhe.

The Han girl couldn't help laughing: "What, you want to deal with me?"

He didn't answer, he will not be arrogant, nor will he belittle himself. Although the aura of the person in front of him is different from that of the gods, he is terrifyingly huge. In one place, he couldn't compare with her, and acting rashly would just make him die like a joke.

"The left hand you've always wanted." He stretched out his hand, looking into her eyes calmly, "Take it, and return Tan Yin to me."

The Han girl couldn't help laughing out loud, her clothes were in a mess, she couldn't speak clearly: "I? Want your left hand? Hahaha! You poor bastard who was kept in the dark! I'm kind, Let you die in peace - the person who wants your left hand is not me, but your beloved Goddess Wushuang. Do you know why? Because she wants to wake up the man she loves."

"Your left hand is left by a god in the sky. This god is named Taihe, and he is the sweetheart of your beloved goddess. He lost his left hand because of the war between gods and demons, and he fell into a deep sleep of divine power failure. He slept for 5000 years. Yours The Goddess couldn't wait any longer, so she searched for his left hand from the lower realms, and only then did she find you. Do you think she accompanies and protects you because she likes you? Hmph... Her purpose is just for your left hand, and you can't cut it off forcibly Put it down, because if you disturb the fate like this, Taihe will be scattered. She can only accompany you, wait for you, and die slowly. After you die, she can take off her left hand and return it to Taihe—now, do you understand? ? Your goddess has been looking forward to your early death."

Yuan Zhong's face was pale, but his gaze was fixed on her. After a long time, he said lightly: "So what?"

The Han girl smiled and said, "No problem, I'm just telling you the truth, what you think is up to you."

She seemed to be tired of joking with him, she lowered her shoulders, and said lightly: "Since you love her so much, I should fulfill you, come! I'll send you to see her!"

She stretched out her hand, and Yuan Zhong felt that terrifying power surge towards him again, he stepped back quickly, and suddenly a black light shot out from her sleeve, the disparity in power made him completely unable to dodge and resist, his chest felt cold , a pitch-black dagger pierced deeply into his chest—it was one of the god-killing daggers he returned to Lord Xiangtuo just now.

Bloodshots slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth. Han Nu hated this kind of teasing like a cat catching a mouse. This time, she grabbed his throat without hesitation. With a slight lift, his body suddenly turned into mud and stones, rustling It fell to the ground.Han Nu's complexion changed slightly, she brushed away the mud stains on her sleeves, and looked around, only to see a pool of blood left on the ground, with a strong fragrance, but this humble mortal fairy had escaped to nowhere.

The ability to escape is really good.

There was a red light in her eyes, and suddenly she stomped her foot lightly, and the whole mountain immediately shook slightly, and there was a muffled groan from far away. But sooner or later.

Han Nu disdained wasting time for a humble fairy, and left Katori Mountain with a flash of her figure.

(End of this chapter)