9000 years

Fu Yu came back to his senses suddenly, Si Ming looked at him with a gloomy face, the strength in his wrist was surprisingly strong, the heavenly doctor behind him also looked solemn, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on Fu Yu's back.

"Brother Siming."

The person in front of him breathed a sigh of relief, relieved, let go of Fuyu, and murmured: "Just wake up."

Fu Yu was stunned, and turned around involuntarily to look, the peach forest was completely quiet, only the moonlight shining on the petals, emitting a faint silver glow.

The scene just now was like a dream, and Fu Yu couldn't tell the difference.

The Heavenly Physician was already healing the Martial God, Fu Yu and Si Ming stood aside, neither of them said anything.

The doubts in Fu Yu's heart became more and more serious. He vaguely remembered that he saw a red light in the depths of the peach forest, why it disappeared suddenly, and the expressions of the people around him were so serious, what happened?

About two moments later, the arrow feathers from Wushen's throat were taken out, the heavenly doctor applied medicine for him, and the wound healed quickly.

Si Ming beside him had a cold expression, and looked at Fu Yu from time to time, not looking at Fu Yu, but looking further away through him.

"Okay, Mr. Xing, you can go."

Si Ming nodded, and raised his hand to pull up the Martial God beside him. After all, he had lost so much blood. Although the wound has healed, his body has not fully recovered. Being pulled so violently by Si Ming, he directly woke him up. .

Martial God opened his eyes in confusion, looked at Si Ming in front of him, and then at the heavenly doctor beside him, then his gaze passed Fu Yu and merged into a dense forest. He couldn't help clenching his hands a little bit, he looked at Si Ming in astonishment, Si Ming shook his head slightly, and pulled him up.

Soon, a group of people left the fairy island and went to the heavenly court. Not long after flying out, the familiar call jumped to the bottom of my heart again, flowing all the way into the palm along the meridians, and the whole hand trembled slightly. Fu Yu suddenly turned around and looked, the island's A cluster of red light in the center was indistinct, like a monster opening its bloody mouth, very bright and dazzling, he stopped involuntarily, as if his mind was taken away by the light, a strange force in his mind kept struggling, telling him, Go back and have a look, there's something you like.

Before he could think deeply, a black mist suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, which interrupted Fu Yu's sight and also interrupted his strange thoughts.

Si Ming's wrist was grabbed by Si Ming, and before anyone could react, he quickly left above the island. Si Ming's expression was horrifying, and Fu Yu was in a daze, as if he had left aftereffects. The red light in his mind was lingering. Over and over again, what is it?

"Mr. Xing, I just..."

"That's a demonic obstacle, don't look at it, don't respond."

"Magic barrier?"

With the whistling wind in his ears, Si Ming paused and sighed: "Go back and talk to you."

However, after returning, there was no time for narrative at all.

The Lingxiao Hall was full of people, the Heavenly Doctor brought the Martial God back to the mansion, Si Ming accompanied Fuyu to return to his life, Tianjun's face was not very good, although he didn't say anything, he looked very unhappy, waiting for Fuyu to take everything away. After finishing the truthful report, he just nodded lightly, neither saying yes nor no, just hanging on.

The hall suddenly gave way, Fu Yu turned around and looked, Yun Yi in armor came from outside the hall, he tied up his hair, the silver-white armor shone brightly, and everyone turned pale for a moment. .

"Father, the Martial God is injured, and I'm willing to go to the west." Yun Yi's voice was sonorous and powerful, completely different from his usual gentle and elegant appearance.

Tianjun seemed a little surprised, but the surprise was not obvious. He stopped on Yunyi for a few seconds, then turned to look at Fuyu who was beside him: "Now that the Eastern Realm has been lost, I don't know if Immortal Fuyu would like to go with my son. crusade?"

"The west land has fallen?"

The east and west lands have been held firmly in their hands since the last time the heavens dispatched troops. Later, Qiong Ji took advantage of Xuanli's injury to attack the north, and took the east land by the way. Now the west land has also fallen?

"But the Eastern Realm didn't..."

Tianjun waved his hand: "You don't have to worry about the fairy, there is only one city left in the east, don't worry, Yunyi has never been on the battlefield, so I have to rely on the fairy to give some advice."

Fu Yu was astonished, did he want to lead his troops there?

Just as he was thinking about it, the Heavenly Monarch on the seat said again in a slow voice: "The emperor has not recovered from his serious injuries, and most of the people who can be conquered in the heavens are now sent out. The immortals have a strong cultivation base, and the heavens are very fortunate."

"..." What he said was that he didn't even give himself the chance to refuse.

However, "Dijun has not recovered from his serious injury..." Fu Yu recited silently in his heart, yes, he is gone, and he is all pointing at himself.

"Yes."

Fu Yu bowed and bowed in response, but Si Ming who was beside him suddenly said: "Your Majesty, Immortal Fu Yu was injured in the Eastern Realm, so let him rest for a few days before going."

Tianjun frowned imperceptibly, not understanding why Si Ming said such a sentence suddenly.

Just about to respond, Si Ming said again: "If the battle situation is urgent, Si Ming is willing to accompany His Highness, and I will come back after Immortal Fu Yu returns."

Si Ming is a civil servant, and has always been out of touch with the battlefield. Although the Heavenly Court has been out of luck in recent years, it has not been reduced to the point where civil servants are allowed to go to the battlefield.Tianjun's face suddenly became gloomy, he glanced at Fuyu beside him, and suddenly remembered who told him that since the little white dragon entered the heaven, the three realms have never had a single day of peace, and it was a disaster. , At that time, I was skeptical, but now, it seems that there are indeed such flavors.

Tianjun squinted his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

"Mr. Xing is busy with affairs, so I won't bother Mr. Xing. Since Mr. Fuyu is in poor health, it is not impossible to delay for a few days." Speaking of this, Tianjun's face clearly showed a bit of trouble, which made people feel anxious. The superficial Fuyu felt that he had done something wrong for a while.

No one in the hall spoke for a while, suddenly, someone in the crowd said something, the voice was not loud but just enough for everyone present to hear: "The city of Xidi is lost, how can we delay it, not to mention which general has no injuries?" , is the white dragon delicate?"

Fu Yu was startled, and turned around to look blankly. Unfortunately, the white crowd was in front of him. How could he tell who was who? He was very puzzled, why the gods of the three realms were so sensitive to the word "white dragon"?What happened to the dragon?

In the heated discussion, it is difficult for anyone to be alone, not to mention that his own injuries are not a hindrance. Xuanli is not there, and the Martial God is injured, so there is nothing wrong with going by himself, and he said: "Thank you for your care, Fuyu's injuries have not healed, but they are still there. No problem, you can go out now."

Si Ming's face changed again and again, just as he was about to speak again, Fu Yu beside him gently tugged at him: "Stop talking, I'm fine, don't worry."

Not long after that, Fu Yu took Yun Yi and tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers straight to the west.

Si Ming hesitated to speak several times, but finally withdrew from the Lingxiao Temple and flew to the Martial God Temple. The man was sitting against the head of the bed, and his face was obviously much better. The Martial God is more than 8000 years old. He was tall and burly, and now he let his long hair loose, and it was rare to add some soft colors under the lights.

He got up and tried to meet Si Ming, but was stopped by the man first: "Lie down, are you better?"

He hurt his throat and couldn't speak, so the man wrote a few words in the void for Si Ming to read, and Si Ming nodded: "That's good, Qiong Ji is showing mercy."

The Martial God was silent, Qiong Ji was indeed merciful, and only used simple arrow feathers, if Qiong Ji's moon crossbow was used to shoot such an arrow, he probably would have confessed there long ago, and he was also to blame for his carelessness.

The Martial God knew the purpose of Si Ming's coming, and when he saw people frowning, he raised his hand and printed a few large gold characters on the void: "But for Immortal Fu Yu?"

Si Ming was calm, sitting by the bed and said: "Can you ask Xian Jun to keep this matter a secret for now, although I don't know why Fu Yu was summoned by the demon, but..."

Valkyrie smiled: "But only those with demonic blood can be inspired, right?"

Si Ming sighed, he was still in a daze until now, he didn't dare to think about what it would be like if he went a little later, after the demons were wiped out, only the Demon Town Island in the East China Sea in the Three Realms remained with the last bit of demon barriers, then It was the beginning of the Great Desolation, the birthplace of the demons, which cannot be removed artificially. Fortunately, all the members of the demons were wiped out, and the demons also died down.Only when the person with the blood of the devil approaches will the demonic barrier be awakened, and then the energy will be released, calling the tribe back.No one knows the energy contained in the magic barrier so far. Immortals and demons are incompatible with each other. They can't approach or sense, and even feel repulsed from far away, so this is why Fu Yu's spiritual power delivery failed several times.

Si Ming couldn't understand why there were so many fairy islands in the East China Sea, but this one was chosen?Where did his blood come from?Haven't the cause and effect been figured out a long time ago?What went wrong?

"What is Xingjun thinking?"

Si Ming looked back at God of Valor: "I didn't think about anything. I don't have a clue about the matter at the moment. I came here to hope that Xianjun can keep the secret for the time being. If it spreads out, I'm afraid it will be another bloodbath."

Martial God nodded: "Don't worry Xing Jun, His Highness Fu Yu has a pure mind and acts steadily, there must be some misunderstanding in this."

Now I can only take one step at a time, Si Ming smiled and got up to salute: "Then thank you Martial God, Si Ming will take a step ahead."

"Mr. Xing, go slowly."

After going out, he hesitated for a moment, but he still planned to go to Baichongtian first, and he still had to go to Xuanli to verify, maybe he could get some useful information from him.

Just stepped on the 33rd floor, the fairy envoy of Shenyun Temple plunged down, almost collided with Si Ming, the man looked flustered, his robe sleeves were shaken by the wind, seeing Si Ming as if seeing a savior: "Xingjun, I found you. The emperor's star position has been moving for a whole night. You should go and have a look!"

"Star position?" Si Ming immediately felt that something was wrong, only Xuanli's soul was resting, and there was no waves in the hundred-fold sky, where did the change come from?

He flew all the way with the fairy servant, his heart beating uncontrollably, "Bang bang -- bang bang --"

He faintly felt that this time, the wind and rain were really coming.

The gate of Shenyun Temple is grand, and Si Ming hastily followed into the hall. As soon as he entered the hall, a piercing sound pierced his eardrums. Xuanli's star position is located at the top of the temple. Fluctuating irregularly, the octagonal lines are misplaced, the astrolabe is in chaos, and the direction is disturbed so that it is impossible to distinguish it. The fairy next to him looks anxious. Suddenly, the restless star position stops, followed by a dazzling red light It flowed up and circled above the stars, the eight stars gradually twisted into a strange totem, Si Ming stared at it blankly, it was...

Immediately afterwards, the glaring red light stopped in the west, as if a blood-red eye opened on the totem, staring at Si Ming and Xianshi in front of him mournfully.

The little fairy envoy beside him had never seen such a battle before, trembling, just took a step back, the red light disappeared suddenly.

Too bad, Si Ming stretched out his hand to push away the fairy envoy, and left the Shenyun Palace in a flash.

This is not Xuanli, but Fuyu.

The fairy envoy was in a daze, and when he turned around again, the star position that was originally flowing with golden light suddenly dimmed. The fairy envoy widened his eyes, staring in disbelief at the star position of the emperor who suddenly faded in the light, and he walked forward for two Stepping forward, he murmured: "Stars in all directions are destroyed, souls are broken, Cangshan is covered with snow... Emperor..."