Your Majesty, Niang Niang, she is charming and charming

Chapter 377 Shao Kang Divine Fall
Wen Huang shook her head: "God, I am only a mortal body, not a divine body! There is a limit to what I can do, and you are afraid that what you entrust is not human."

Shaokang: "One more thing."

Wen Huang: "Please tell me."

Shaokang: "I collected pieces of building wood from this world and made a coffin. It's right behind the house.

After my god dies, you put my god body in the coffin, don't bury it in the soil, just put it here.

When you go back in the future, can I bother you to bring my body back to the heaven and bury it in the ancestral grave of the young clan?
The more I got to the end, the more I wanted...the fallen leaves return to their roots. "

Even if he could be brought back, the Shao clan would probably not agree.

After all, he is an evil god.

Wen Huang was silent for a moment, then said: "I will do my best for both things."

As for his friendship with Xuan Po, and this blood inheritance, she agreed.

Shaokang nodded and said, "Huang'er, you must live well."

Wen Huang felt weird, but still nodded: "En."

Shaokang slowly closed his eyes, and began to sing in a low voice: "If the flowers shine all over the world, Fusang Yiyingzhou.

The sun and menstruation are painted by the sky, and light and dark are not in harmony.

Poorness has its own permanence, so what do you want for gains and losses?

How can it be like a boy on the road, traveling together hand in hand.

Yin and Yang have changes, no one can sink or float.

The red turtle jumped into the spring and flew over Wuzhou at night.

Look up to the heaven and the earth, and then caress the currents of the world.

......"

His voice gradually lowered, and he remained motionless, just like that... the god fell.

Protoss have a long lifespan compared to mortals.But once the god dies, it will disappear forever in the universe of the three realms, and there will be no reincarnation.

Wen Huang felt very sad that something was hurting him, so he stared at him for a while and walked out.

I saw Xuan Po standing under the eaves, looking up at the moon, weeping two lines of tears, breathing slightly trembling, obviously extremely sad.

Wen Huang had never seen him like this before.

I don't know when the moon came out, and there were colorful clouds like vines around.

There was a celestial phenomenon?
It's not that gods and gods die, there will be celestial phenomena.

Only gods who are in harmony with the way of heaven and make meritorious deeds will exist.

If it is in the heavenly world, if a celestial phenomenon appears after the death of a god, it will be recorded in the annals of history, and the condolences of all races will be recorded.

But isn't he an evil god?
Wen Huang was confused for a moment.

The so-called evil gods, evil and not evil, who sets the criteria for judging?God?Or are you talking about it?
"Where is Shaokang?" the old lady who had just arrived asked her.

"The old ancestor... has gone." Wen Huang said.

The old lady was not surprised, she nodded calmly, turned around and went in.

Shao Jiusui and Du Changheng also followed in.

Wen Huang didn't know how to persuade Xuan Po, took out the handkerchief and handed it to him.

Xuan Po took it, turned around and wiped away tears, took a large white lantern from the wall next to it, lit it, and hung it on the edge of the cliff.

As soon as this lamp is hung, the entire Buzhou God Realm will know that the ancestor is gone... Looking down from a high position, in the dark night, the lights of thousands of families gradually turned on, and hung white all night...

Wen Huang looked at the clouds in the sky, and then at the lights on the ground, as if feeling the desolation and loneliness of God Shaokang in this world alone.

I also felt that after he met his true love, in order to relieve loneliness, he managed the prosperous world with his heart...

There are parasitic vines on the edge of the cliff, which can move very flexibly, and there are only short soft thorns on the body.

But at this time, it didn't move, the soft spines became hard and long, in a state of deep sleep and defense.

"Your Majesty, this thorny vine won't move anymore, how can we get down later?" Wen Huang asked Xuan Po.

(End of this chapter)