Chapter 918: Find the truth

"Xia Xia Cang Cang, Bai Lu as frost, the so-called Yiren, is on the water side. A Shuang, this is your favorite poem, said to be spread in your Qingqiu, and also said that this poem contains your name, let I must remember. Ah Shuang, I haven't forgotten all these years, but-where do you go now? Only to blame you for being so arrogant and making a big mistake, causing you to jump out of the God of Death ... Ah Sum, I have always been sorry for you, so-I can't let our son stain again, can you forgive me for what you did this time? "
The emperor sighed sighingly, silently.
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The trees on the mountain of Jiajia are overcast, the vegetation is growing wild, and the scene of decay is declining. The emperor's release sounded for a long time in the mountain, only to find a trace of architecture.
Those traces were buried under the grass, and the original appearance was long lost, not even a plaque.
There are a few traces like the fire burned ...
It was difficult to find a hunter in the mountains and ask about the Purple Lotus Gate, but the hunter looked blank and only told him that there was a fire here hundreds of years ago, which burned for days and nights, and put everything inside It was burnt clean and nothing was left.
At that time, the world was full of wars, and it was no longer a five-nation structure. It was divided into dozens of small countries, each with its own politics. The battles were continuous, the land was barren, and the corpses were hungry.
Frequent wars and poor living have greatly shortened human life. People more than 300 years ago have almost died.
The survivors are desperately trying to survive, where else can anyone remember the history more than 300 years ago?
The continuous war has also destroyed many documents. The small nations are busy with war and busy building their own culture and history. How can they keep the history of the past?
Most burned without a trace ...
So Di Shiyin asked countless people, but no one remembers who Da Moliu, Lian Yu, Zi Sanghe is ...
Of course they do not know who their disciples used to be. They have been drowned in the torrent of history and no longer exist.
Emperor Shiyin stood in a field of grass with a bitter smile on his lips.
I am crazy!
He would believe a lie and a girl's story, and ran down to confirm ...
Flashing in front of Luo Qingyu's almost burning eyes, that anger, that kind of appearance does not seem to be fake—
This little fairy, the acting skills are extremely high, almost let Thaksin believe it--
He has been in the sky all the time, only once in the hundreds of years to check the old nest of the demon religion, and spent decades in the world.
He also remembered clearly in the past few decades, he didn't marry any wife at all.
Later, he ambushed in the demon religion and almost lost his life. If it wasn't for Yan Chi's death, he was afraid that he would have to re-enter the cycle ...
He has been in a coma for a whole month in the sky, and has been serving Yan Chiyi indissolublely ...
Did not have any more contact with the second woman, but did not expect these little immortals to seize on what they have done in the world for decades, posing as their wives--