Under the tree of time, the falling blue leaves danced in the desolate wind. The blue light seemed to reflect the Tianchi Lake into a blue galaxy, as beautiful as a poem and as arrogant as a painting. However, the six-eared macaque roared up to the sky and shadows came over the sky. In his arms, he was holding the black crystal with only half of his body.

In those clear and bright eyes, water droplets condensed, and the white pear blossoms that were like rain slowly fell from the corner of her eyes. The expression on her face was very painful, and she said bitterly: "Brother Liu'er, escape quickly..."

In an instant, a magic arrow shot out from the shadow in the sky and pierced the body of the Liu'er Mihou, with a loud bang, and the tree fell down and darkness gradually descended to the world.

Liu'er Mihou's consciousness gradually became blurred, but the light from the corner of his eyes still vaguely saw the murderer's appearance and said in surprise: "Why is it the god?"

...

In the first year of Qinghe, the world came to life at night.

For three consecutive days, the sun and the moon were not rotated, and the day and night changed. Only darkness enveloped the world in dead silence. Mountain torrents, earth cracks, tsunamis, disasters continued, people were mourning everywhere, corpses were formed, and the demons and evil spirits in the world were also waiting for an opportunity to move...

In Huandu City, the white hair was slightly raised in the wolf smoke. The people at present were in a wound. The drizzle slapped on their faces, constantly making helpless contemplation. He then sighed and said, "God has no eyes, the way of heaven is no way. What is the use of these sentient beings who die in vain?"

Suddenly, a faint red light appeared, and a faint fragrance came. In the cold night sky, a woman in red came towards her. Her eyes looked like a pool of autumn water, shining brightly under the moon, but her pale cheeks were a bit weak by a touch of blush, which added a bit of pitiful look. She asked, "General, why are you worried?"

He looked up at the night sky. Without the stars, the moonlight was particularly dim. He replied helplessly: "Princess, now there are more and more refugees. I am afraid that the financial resources of the South may not be able to support it..."

The woman in red was the princess of the South, named Nalan Mingzhu. She raised her white wrist and gently brushed the sweat off the general's face. She whispered: "If you can save one, you can place the refugees in Huguo Temple first. I will explain to him when my father is there."

"Princess……"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the mixed thunder made people feel extremely uneasy. They had not been asleep for many days in order to save the victims. They saw them sitting on a chair and just squinted their eyes, but a hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

"Report to the general, a wounded monk was found in the woods outside the city. He called himself a master of Sanzang and said he had something to ask for a meeting."

I saw a ray of thunder passing by in front of my eyes. The surprise in his eyes did not restrain his eyes, and he murmured: "Is it Tang Sanzang?"

...

In a blink of an eye, Tang Sanzang pushed the door open with the help of a little girl. His robes were covered with blood. The faint sound from his mouth was intermittent and said, "The Divine Monkey... General, I haven't seen you for a long time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Sanzang fainted on the ground due to serious injury. He hurried forward to support him and asked the little girl beside him, "What's going on?"

I saw Tang Sanzang open his eyes with difficulty and hold his hands tightly.

"Tathagata is dead..."

In just four words, he was as heavy as Mount Tai. He didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow, but just replied coldly: "What does this have to do with me?"

"Only you can save him."

He lowered his head and did not move. There seemed to be a monster roaring in the wind, making a rustling sound. After a moment of silence, he still said coldly: "I am just a mortal now and I don't want to be involved in the battle between you gods."

"The Buddhas of the Tathagata are destroyed, the mountains of spirit disappear, the darkness of this world will never stop, how long can the world be peaceful?"

At this moment, an inexplicable cold air rushed into my heart. When I found that my hands and feet were already cold, he turned around and took Princess Nalan's wrist and said, "I like the mountains here, I like the water here, just because I have you here. Master Sanzang, I'm sorry, this place is more important to me."

"Boom" a thunder seemed to shake the night sky. Where lightning was lightning, the wind and rain were howling, but a sad Buddha in front of him bowed down and with a desolate look, the little girl snuggled quietly beside Tang Sanzang like a dream.

Princess Nalan frowned. The bits and pieces of the previous life, the wasted hardships suddenly surged into her heart. It is difficult to cultivate in this life, but only after getting it, they are afraid of losing it. The wind and rain have been raging for a long time, and it has just stopped at this moment.

She bent down and said to the little girl, "Little sister, can you please eat candied haws?"

I saw the little girl curled up behind Tang Sanzang and replied in fear: "They are going to chase..."

He seemed to be indifferent on his face. Looking at Tang Sanzang's anxious expression, he only sighed and asked perfunctorily: "Who are they?"

Suddenly, in the vast night rain, the strong wind came back, and the rain was completely different from the momentum, with the oppressive breath of death, and at this moment, it seemed like a solemn scene in front of me.

Several iron cavalry hurried outside the door with weapons to check. Only a sound of thunder fell from the air. A white light fell in front of everyone, and their ears were still buzzing. They came to their senses, but they saw that the roof was also lifted by the wind and rain. The soldiers at the moment had already blurred their figures in the flesh and blood, and could not tell each other.

A burst of crazy laughter became more and more rampant in the night rain. He looked up and didn't expect that the person who came was Li Jing, the leader of the gods.

"Tang Sanzang, do you think that finding the reincarnation of the demon-hearted demon monkey can save your life?"

At this time, the white robe had already been soaked in the rain. Tang Sanzang quickly pushed the little girl behind him to Princess Nalan and turned around and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't help me, but she is innocent."

Princess Nalan did not respond, but used her hands to protect the little girl's cold body in front of her. At this time, the concern in Tang Sanzang seemed to have fallen, and she said to Li Jing calmly: "As a god, you have fallen."

"As long as I can take off your Tang Sanzang's head, the position of Jade Emperor is Li Jing."

"What happened to the Heavenly Court? Who was instructing you?"

"The dying person doesn't need to know too much."

Li Jing did not say anything and attacked Tang Sanzang's Tianling straight at him without saying a word. However, Tang Sanzang calmly raised his index finger tip and pointed it gently in the air. A finger whizzed like an arrow through the clouds, colliding with Li Jing's sharp palm. In an instant, an insurmountable natural chasm broke between the two, and the city tower broke into two halves.

"Tang Sanzang, you are worthy of being a great monk under the Tathagata. The reincarnation of Jin Chanzi, the powerful Vajra Finger is indeed extraordinary. But how long can your injury last?"

After saying that, a pool of blood gushed out from Tang Sanzang's mouth. He was seriously injured and now he is strongly pursuing his magic power. His body is on the verge of collapse. His knees are gradually bent, his body is half kneeling on the ground, and his hands are still struggling to find support points.

"I will accept your life sooner or later."

Tang Sanzang knew that the deadline had come, and was unable to turn the world back. He just raised his head slightly and watched the sharp palm come to his life. At this moment, the little girl broke free from Princess Nalan's arms and rushed to Tang Sanzang with all her strength. Her weak body was like a mountain to protect him.

"No!"

"No!"

"Go away..."

The little girl turned around and smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Master, I don't want to go to a place without you."

I saw Tang Sanzang looking at the little girl in shock, muttering, "Yeah..."

Suddenly, a burning musket of flames came from mid-air, and in a blink of an eye he met Li Jing's sharp palm. His white hair gently drooped from both sides of his cheeks, his face flashed with anger, and then he said, "Southern Kingdom, I am the one who comes from God, the God of Killing, the Demon, and the Demon Slaughter."

Princess Nalan took the opportunity to carry the little girl secretly to the side, and Tang Sanzang also covered her chest and followed her closely. Li Jing turned around and stood with his hands behind her back, saying, "Demon-heart Demon Monkey, you are just a mortal now, why bother meddling in other people's business? You will regret saving Tang Sanzang."

"I regret too many things, not one thing."

After saying that, he raised the fire cloud gun and swept it in the air, but Li Jing's back turned into a ball of black smoke and dissipated. When he raised his eyes, the boat of the gods enveloped the entire capital of Huan. Countless gods seemed to step on sentient beings under their feet with violent aura.

Only Li Jing's sharp voice came from the sky, saying, "You can hand over Tang Sanzang within half an hour, otherwise I will flatten the southern country within one day."

Faced with Li Jing's naked threat, Tang Sanzang suddenly felt shocked, and then dragged his seriously injured body forward and said, "It's better to die alone than to die thousands of people."

The little girl cried and said, "Don't..."

Just as Tang Sanzang walked to the door, the white hair fluttered slightly in the wind. He reached out to stop him and said, "Master Sanzang, you can't die yet."

"Aren't you... not helping me?"

He looked up at the boat of the gods, his face changed, but his eyes did not look at the slightest retreat, and said, "At the beginning, I thought you were theirs."

"How much do you know?"

"A hundred years ago, the Buddha foresaw his death, so the Buddha retained part of my magic power when he was reincarnated, just to help you today."

After hearing this, Princess Nalan couldn't help but ask coldly: "So our encounter in this life is also the covenant you and the Tathagata made in the previous life?"
Chapter completed!