Zhuque no longer invited Yin Jiu.

Old man will not interfere too much in the world as before.

"Please be more at ease. Although the Siren tribe is very enthusiastic, you are all monsters with family. Don't make mistakes outside. I won't cover you up." Suzaku said in a cold tone and walked towards the time shadow in the sky.

The red flame condensed into a bridge under his feet, like a long rainbow, running through the coast and the distant shadow of time. There was no entrance to find the shadow of time in the clouds, but Zhuque was not worried at all.

Just like Qingluan can intercept time, Zhuque also has unique power of time, which can allow him to enter and exit any time without any obstacle.

The demons all understand the power of the Suzaku's tassel spear.

But the most powerful weapon of Zhuque's sword was not the tassel gun, but the companion demon weapon with the same root and origin as him - the original shape was a vermilion pen.

A gentle stroke can break any barrier in the world. It is only one stroke, and its power is enough to eliminate hundreds of evil spirits. However, Zhuque likes to hear the whine sound of the other party when the tassel spear penetrates the flesh and blood of the place. Therefore, for a long time, the demon world has ignored the power of this pen.

When the Nirvana Ridge kills, Zhuque was able to achieve the final victory under the siege of thousands of evil spirits, thanks to the pen in his hand.

In front of such a pen, the barrier wrapped in time shadow was broken in an instant, which was expected. Therefore, the Suzaku entered the time shadow, as if he was walking in his own garden.

After entering the time-making shadow, Zhuque's appearance also retreated back to its original posture. Of course, this was just a matter of changing clothes for Zhuque and it was not important. He walked on the silver-white beach as usual.

Not long after, he saw the Emperor of Heaven sitting cross-legged on the beach. At that time, the Emperor of Heaven was using his magic power to accumulate one sand sculpture after another.

Suzaku: "..."

This master of the Nine Heavens is really a strange flower blooming in the vast sea.

This is different from Yin Jiu's small world. He can see the Emperor of Heaven, but the Emperor of Heaven cannot see him. Zhuque walked to the Emperor of Heaven in a subtle mood.

Then Zhuque saw that the Emperor of Heaven stopped his silly behavior and instead put a set of calculation tools from his sleeve. Zhuque held his forehead. The old man never forgot his identity as a charlatan until his death. He was even interested in bringing tools to cheat on the world. It seems that he really liked this charlatan job.

Seeing that the Emperor of Heaven began to shake the bamboo tube in a silence, the Vermilion Bird's eyelids were twitching faster and faster, he felt that this must be the Emperor of Heaven was giving him a fortune, and maybe what he came out was the ghostly peach blossom tag he gave him.

Emperor Tian closed his eyes and drew out a lottery.

A peach blossom is carved on the light pink bamboo stick.

Emperor Tian stroked his white beard and his voice was somewhat ethereal: "Little Zhuque, you are so amazing, you actually have a small peach blossom of humanity."

This word is also very subtle.

Seeing that the Emperor of Heaven had another palace sand sculpture, Zhuque had to notice the signatures written on the sand sculpture by Emperor of Heaven as decorations.

One of them is Yin Jiu.

When Zhuque wanted to look down, the Emperor of Heaven began to shake the bamboo tube again. The sound of the bamboo sticks collided suddenly made Zhuque feel a bad premonition suddenly appear in his heart, and then Zhuque lowered his head and looked at the red stick that fell out.

"Little Zhuque, the ninth day of July this year is a great day, and it is the most suitable for marriage. Don't forget to give me a few more incense sticks to this matchmaker."

Zhuque's head hurts. He wants to burn the vast sea of ​​great power with fire, but it is really unethical to disturb the matchmaker's sleep. Forget it, burn incense and burn incense. After all, he is already a family monster now, and he should be more mature.

When Zhuque completed his self-comfort, the Emperor of Heaven finally said a serious thing: "The seal of the Nine Heavens will loosen within a hundred years. Remember to tell Yin Jiu that he can re-seal with you, so that he can get peace for thousands of years."

"There are many darkness in the world, and you are originally light. The past has passed with the wind, so there is no need to worry about it. I have died and the truth is gone. This is really the last time you and I will meet each other. You still need to worry about it. I hope you will take care of it and pray for your happiness."

Zhuque looked at the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven through billions of time.

This is the Emperor he has been loyal to and is also his lifelong bad friend.

Now he can't remember the past that made him unhappy. Instead, those moments when he was in the Ninth Heaven and were full of energy became clearer in his mind. Like a pot of fine wine, after experiencing the precipitation of time, it exudes an attractive mellow fragrance, waiting for the drinker to savor it carefully.

Even the boring moments of walking on the ladder have become the life of immortals that people yearn for. Every step they take is the peaceful leisure and comfort of the years.

At that time, the nine-level ceiling was full of flowers, and Zhuque was still the arrogant judicial demon king, and the Emperor of Heaven was still running on the road to pursuing Queen Mother of the West.

As soon as he thought of this, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Zhuque's mouth. He raised his hand and took out a pot of wine, and personally filled two small white jade wine glasses. A glass of wine was poured at the feet of the Emperor of Heaven to pay tribute, and a glass of wine was drunk into his stomach.

It seems that since he received the news that the immortal god was about to die, he had never drunk such leisurely with the Emperor of Heaven. As his drinker, the Emperor of Heaven was still qualified. Zhuque drank wine glass by cup, and each cup was the past.

The Emperor of Heaven wrote this signature on the sand sculpture, and then began his calculations: "Little Zhuque, don't worry, I have prepared a considerable gift for you, so I will ensure that you don't have to worry about your body's emptiness every night."

Zhuque swallowed a sip of wine with difficulty, looking at the serious Emperor Tian with a complicated expression for only a quarter of an hour. It was him who drank the wine, not the Emperor Tian who drank the wine? Why are you talking nonsense? How could I be drained from my energy!

"Oh, in order not to let Yin Jiu say that I favor one and the other, I have also prepared a ten-full tonic pill for Yin Jiu! Remember to remind him to go to Bailu's place to ask."

Suzaku: "..."

Old man, you're trying to die, do you know?

Let me tell you that Yin Jiu will really lift your grave!

"To be honest, I won't live long anyway, so it doesn't matter how much I reveal the secret of heaven. You are not lonely. I just gave Yin Jiubu another trick. Yin Jiu is like you, and he is a life without a descendant. You two are the same."

Zhuque was completely speechless about Emperor Tian’s diligent deeds.

"Ah, by the way, Ghost Lord will never be able to get out of singleness in his life."

"On June 29 this year, the new Nancheng Da Yao will be born. The situation of this heir in their family is quite complicated. Thank you for your hard work, you must bring Yin Jiu and Wen Yu's two families to help."

"The Bailu will have a peach blossom disaster next year, reminding him to stay away from the flower demon clan."

"In the first selection of the most beautiful bosses in the demon world, you will be the first in the little Zhuque. Remember to give me a speech when you give me the award."
Chapter completed!