While Xueji City was silent, footsteps sounded for a long time in the heaven world. Di Zhong stepped into the Jiyue Palace step by step along the stone steps that had been damaged in the dusk sea. Looking at the familiar desolate world, his eyes stared at the messy ruins in the distance for a long time. The once glorious temple was destroyed under the hands of the Pluto, but the red-haired boy was still leaning on the gravel and closed his eyes to rest. Until Di Zhong walked to him, the calm Jiyue Palace suddenly raised a breeze. Huang Yan opened his eyes and looked at him coldly, and the corner of his mouth curled upwards with contempt: "What are you here to do?"

"Doesn't it feel uncomfortable to sleep in such a place every day?" Di Zhong did not answer his question, his voice was as gentle as before, and Huang Yan pursed his lips for a long time without answering the conversation. He casually used Gu Chen to clean the nearby area, looked around, and said, "You are alone, isn't Po Jun here?"

"Are you here to find him?" Huang Yan finally giggled, twisted his neck and stood up and moved his stiff body, "He is not here."

"I know." Di Zhong said straight to the point, "I recently discovered the remaining Shura bones on some stream islands. He wanted to use this force to recover again. Shura bones are free on the edge of the six realms, a kind of Shura ghost and gods. By chance, they became the medium for summoning the Pojun. It can form a Beidou array and suck life to supply the host. That guy was killed by you 15,000 years ago. Although he was lucky enough to save his life, his power loss was at its limit, so he used this thing to try to recover."

"So what?" Huang Yan seemed to not mind what he said now, and there was no wave in his expression. "Pojun is much stronger than I thought. I even feel that Pojun 15,000 years ago was not in its heyday. Was he lucky enough to save his life or did we win by chance?"

Di Zhong looked at him thoughtfully: "The victory and the defeat have been decided, and it is meaningless to argue about these things again."

"Hmph." Huang Yan waved his hand disdainfully, "You are not here to chat with me, are you? Last time at Feng Ming, you were actually injured by Pojun's sneak attack. It's really unreasonable. If it is heard, it will become a laughing stock of Wanliu Island."

"There is no general in this world, and it's no big deal to be attacked by him." Di Zhong calmly answered, and saw a flash of unhappiness in Huang Yan's eyes. "If you really just come to chat with me, then go back."

"You should be clear about Pojun's ultimate goal, right?" Di Zhong looked at the person who was lying down again and said the most important words in the most indifferent tone, "The Shura ghosts and gods have been killed, but the Break is still alive. The demon now needs a new host, and you are his best target."

"So what?" Huang Yan didn't raise his eyes and turned over, "I know his purpose."

"Then are you still spoiling him?" Di Zhongwei was puzzled, "Just like the twin black dragon before, you clearly know the monster's mind, why are you indulging me again and again?"

"Do you want to kill him?" Huang Yan picked up his words with a blank expression. "Although I don't know what he is, it is definitely not an easy thing to kill him. At least it is definitely not something you and I can solve with one or two swords. Otherwise, he would have died back then. Di Zhong, you have missed the best opportunity 15,000 years ago."

Di Zhong's eyes sank. With Huang Yan's current special relationship with Po Jun, he did not dare to take the risk of confessing those unknown pasts, so he had to reply quietly: "I won't kill him, he will kill you sooner or later."

"Haha, it's not that easy for him to kill me." Huang Yan couldn't help laughing, "He chose me as his target, which is better than choosing other erratic jujubes."

"Yes." Di Zhong sighed, as if he was talking to himself, "If he set his sights on others, the process of devouring would be much simpler, but the power after rebirth would be different from the heavenly bag. It would be valuable to let go. The demon god who can get the blessing of the divine power of the heaven is a headache to think about."

Huang Yan sneered, and some tacit understanding dissipated at the intersection of his sight, and then turned into a sarcasm: "Please keep your lover and rival, what do I do?"

Di Zhong ignored his sarcasm and continued: "If raising the twin black dragon is just because of curiosity and to see the so-called final choice of destiny, then raising the Pojun will have no benefits, and will also cause countless creatures in Liudao to suffer..."

"Enough." Huang Yan interrupted him impatiently, repeating for the second time, "I want to chat and go back to chat with your little lover, I'm so annoyed."

Di Zhong sat down beside him with a smile, and for some reason he habitually turned Gu Chen's knife hilt and ignored the other party's order to expel guests: "Don't tease me with a little lover, I've changed my mind long ago."

Huang Yan looked at this friend who had not sat side by side with him for a long time. Although his body was clear and as if it was real, he knew that the other party was still in the state of divine splitting. He immediately frowned and recalled a lot of unhappiness, and said coldly: "It doesn't matter whether she changes her heart or not, what's important is that your heart is still with her."

Di Zhong suddenly laughed and sighed: "I don't have that good patience, either tolerate her from the arms of others again and again."

"That's all I can deceive Xi Hui, I'll just use it to fool me." Huang Yan rolled his eyes and cursed, "The technique of two lives is useless. You can't seize Xiao Qianye's consciousness. Even your own body was destroyed by you in the end. Now there is a magical split technique that will be completely disintegrated. Humph, it's rare for you to come to me to say the last words, right? Why, before you die, are you afraid that I will continue to target her, so you come here to plead with me?"

"Actually, there is nothing wrong with the appearance of the Divine Schizophrenia after getting used to it." Di Zhong continued with a smile, snatched the palm of his empty palm, and there was a complex and difficult light in his eyes, lowering his tone and adding, "As long as it is not distracted, it is not much different for me... from before."

"Not dispersed?" Huang Yan looked at him with interest, with a sarcastic expression on his face, "The relationship is so furious, you don't want to go back to him to see him and his little lover have affair. Since that's the case, nothing in this world can always maintain the huge spiritual power consumption of the Divine Schizophrenic Technique, unless you find a bottomless pit that has eternal vitality, immortality and death..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Yan suddenly took a breath of cold air, as if he had realized something that surprised him. He immediately turned over and sat up and held his chin and pondered for a while, muttering: "I will never die..."

Di Zhong lowered his eyes and seemed to be smiling, and then he followed his words to himself: "For example, the immortal fire seed."

"You are willing to bear it?" Huang Yan waved his hand, savored the meaning of his words, and shook his head again, "Take it down, if you really want to bear it, then you would have returned to the original state. If you hadn't protected her three or four times, she would have been locked in a bird cage and hung in the gate of the Jizhou Palace, just taking over the position of the black dragon."

"I said, I don't have such good patience tolerate her to throw herself into her arms to others again and again." Di Zhong repeated slowly, and there was no emotional ups and downs in his eyes, as if he had really given up completely with that unsuccessful relationship. "You want Chilin, I want fire, and everyone needs it."

Huang Yan was silent for a few minutes and restrained the smile on his face: "Do you know what Chi Lin is?"

"It is the remains of the emperor bird contaminated with the power of fire." Di Zhong answered his question accurately. Huang Yan's face was extremely calm and could not hear a word at all. He still said sarcastically, "When my body was still alive, I even gave up the fire. I even had a conflict with Lan Yan and Chen Xuan for this. Now my body has been destroyed, but I am thinking about the fire? Di Zhong, you deceived Xi Hui into Yongfeng underground, and now you want to come to lie to me? If I hadn't seen your doting on her with my own eyes, I would have believed you!"

Di Zhong raised his face, and there was no sign of that look: "Don't you believe it? Haha, I will send her to you in person."

"Oh?" Huang Yan's eyes shrank. He had already stood up and walked towards the ruins of the temple with Gu Chen, and said lightly, "I gave her a chance. She refused me ungratefully. She was born for me, and the spark... has belonged to me from the beginning. Since she was alive and unwilling to join hands with me, at least she will die and stay by my side forever."

Huang Yan looked at him without turning his eyes, tilted his head and smiled, as if reminding him, even more like a threat: "If you give her to me, I will definitely break her neck."

Di Zhong turned around and looked at him silently. The vast past was emerging in the hearts of both of them at the same time. After a long time, he took the initiative to move away his eyes and slowly responded in an extremely cold tone: "Whatever you want."

Huang Yan's eyes were unstable, and his expression became extremely strange, as if he was considering the authenticity of Di Zhong's words. The other party just casually cleaned the gravel on the ground, like a person who had not returned home for a long time, sighing with a little nostalgia and said, "But before that, I have two conditions."

Huang Yan grinned and muttered: "I agreed to get what I need, why are there any conditions?"

"First, her fire is still mixed with the blood of the twin black dragon. The monster was sandwiched between you and me for tens of thousands of years. I don't want the new Red Lin Sword to be reborn. I want to remove the drop of dragon blood first." Di Zhong ignored his nagging and looked at the desolate heaven, with a firm look in his eyes, "You can't attack her before this."

"Ha." Huang Yan laughed out loud, nodded in cooperation, "Okay."

"Second..." Di Zhong walked back to his fellow practitioner, bent down in front of him and gently placed his hand on the other party's shoulder. The empty hand, with millions of years of mutual understanding and respect, with countless bonds and contradictions, made the face of the King slightly sink like a mountain, and there was a moment of loss of consciousness. "Second, you have to hold on. I don't want my few opponents and friends to be defeated by a demon."

He listened quietly without giving any response. At this moment, Di Zhong also floated away and disappeared into his red pupils.
Chapter completed!