Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Chu Zheng didn't see the Tongtian Temple, only the Lingxiao Hall.

According to Xuanying's memory, the place that was supposed to be Tongtian Temple was built into a huge white jade square.

Several white jade pillars towering into the clouds stood on the square.

They are irregularly distributed on the Baiyu Square. Just as Chu Zheng wanted to go over and take a look, Xuanying held her.

Chu Zheng looked back at him.

"There is a formation."

Xuan Ying picked a branch from the side and bounced it towards the square.

The tree branches fell on it, and the huge white jade column suddenly started to spin. A faint brilliance rose from the ground and cast it on the white jade column. Vigorous and unrestrained writing appeared on the white jade column.

Chuzheng looked at those words a bit like a name...

Xuan Ying frowned, her eyes dimmed, "This is the seal of the gods, how could it be moved here."

"The seal of the gods? What is it?" As a mortal, Chuzheng was at a loss, completely ignorant of the fairy tale.

Xuanying fell silent after speaking.

He only remembered this, and he also remembered that this shouldn't be here, but he was a little vague about the seal of the gods.

Xuan Ying tried his best to think back, but the pain like a needle stick came slowly.

"Don't think about it if you don't remember."

The little girl's clear voice fell to her ears, her wrist was held down.

"Forget it."

Although the voice was calm and did not fluctuate, Xuanying could hear a little bit of petting inexplicably from it.

I don't know if Chuzheng's voice is effective, and suddenly some memories come to me.

Xuan Ying slowed down, looking at the marks of the gods that were still in motion: "The marks of the gods are the marks left by every **** in the God Realm. Like the marks of the gods, they contain the purest power."

The seal of the gods is equivalent to the genealogy of the gods.

The name of every **** is on it.

Xuan Ying stared at Bai Yuzhu for a moment, "It seems that some of the names on this are not protoss."

Although he lacks memory, some of his names are obviously from the monster clan...

The movement of Bai Yuzhu gradually stopped, the brilliance dissipated, and Bai Yuzhu returned to its previous position.

Chuzheng touched his chin, thinking: "Yaozu? Why does the name of the Yaozu appear on things in the gods?" Is it possible that there is a cross-ethnic marriage?

The love between gods and monsters has always been a good material for novels, but she has never heard of any monsters that are so powerful that they can write their names on the family tree of the gods.

Xuanying obviously didn't know.

The two of them circled the white jade column a few times, except that Xuan Ying said that there were some names that did not belong to the Protoss, nothing else.

Chuzheng rolled up his sleeves, ready to go in and take a look.

"what are you doing?"

When Xuanying caught a glimpse of her movements, she leaped forward to her.

"Go in and take a look."

"There is a formation here..."

"Yeah." Chuzheng patted his chest boldly: "Don't worry, I'm great."

Without waiting for Xuan Ying's reaction, she went straight into it. She was very fast, Xuan Ying did not stop.

As soon as Chu Zheng entered, Bai Yuzhu started to move again, Xuan Ying stood outside, a little more nervous inexplicably, he still didn't understand what he was nervous, and people were already standing inside.

"Why are you so reckless!" Xuanying taught Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng didn't care much: "It's not nothing."

Bai Yuzhu is only a ‘simple’ operation, without any offensive effect.

"What in case?"

"What does that have to do with you?"

"..."

Xuanying was speechless by these words.

Correct!

It has nothing to do with him.

Chuzheng pondered, and suddenly came to Xuanying, "Do you care about me?"

Xuan Ying: "You think too much."

"Oh."

Xuanying couldn't hear what the ‘oh’ was trying to express. He simply twisted the beginning to look at Bai Yuzhu who was close at hand.

These white jade pillars did not seem to be running regularly, they were running in one direction, and the cycle continued.

Click ——

A slight voice rang in Xuan Ying's ears, and then a ray of light rose, so fast that Xuan Ying did not respond.

He only had time to hold Chuzheng, and a barrier popped up to protect the two.

The surrounding scenes spread out, and the white jade pillars disappeared. They stood on a hall at this time. There was a pond in the middle of the hall, and above the pond, there was Xuan Ying locked by iron chains.

Xuan Ying's body stiffened, and she looked at her tied here face to face, unspeakably strange.

Most importantly, this was not seen by him alone.

Chuzheng looked at the person above the pond and elbowed him: "That's you?"

Xuan Ying didn't say a word, Chu Zheng only felt a fierce murderous intent, and it flashed past, not knowing who he was targeting.

Xuan Ying above the pool was wearing a white dress, a little messy, and Qingsi scattered randomly behind her.

That face was no different from Xuan Ying, but compared to the current Xuan Ying, it was a bit more arrogant and hostile.

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The heavy temple door was pushed open, and someone came in from outside the temple.

They were standing on the side of the pool at this time, the people who opened the door, turned sideways to them, walked towards the pool, their appearance was a little fuzzy.

The man stood still in the pool, looking up at the tied person.

"Xuanying, do you have anything else to say?" the man asked.

The person who was locked by the chain cried blood every word: "I am not dead today, and I will not let you go."

The person under the pool looked up at him, without saying a word. After a long time, he said calmly: "I hope one day."

The man flew up, stood in front of Xuanying, and reached out to Xuanying's chest.

When Chu Zheng moved his feet, the sight disappeared with a sigh.

They are still standing in the white jade pillar.

Xuan Ying breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, but fortunately it didn't reveal the following...

But how could this scene suddenly appear?

Chuzheng was also taken aback for a moment. He lowered his head to look at the place she had stepped on. Three seconds later, Chuzheng stepped on again, and the scene appeared, but this time it was not the hall, but a fairy mountain with two immortal winds. People are sitting on the top of the cloud, playing games.

There is no sound, just like watching a pantomime.

Chuzheng loosened and then fell.

The picture changes again.

It's different again...

Different people, different views...

Chu Zheng couldn't see the original picture.

Chu Zheng turned his head to look at Xuanying: "Did the scene actually happen just now?"

Xuan Ying replied unhurriedly: "It's just an illusion."

Chuzheng raised his hand to hold on to his chest, with clear eyes, staring at him coldly: "Really? Fantasy? Where is your heart?"

She was cold under her hands, without a heartbeat.

He said that he has no heart.

Where is his heart?

What did that person do to him just now?

The two silently looked at each other, and in the end Xuanying looked away first: "This matter has nothing to do with you."

"Does it hurt?"

Xuan Ying has no heart, but he still feels a kind of heart palpitations, as if... a heart is growing out of that empty chest, and it is beating slowly.

"It's been too long, I don't remember." Xuan Ying said.

"Who is that person?" Chu Zheng asked again.

"I don't remember." Xuan Ying lowered her eyelashes to cover the cold light in her eyes.

He couldn't remember the appearance of that person, but it didn't matter. He remembered everything he had encountered, remembering that everything was given by people who worshipped the gods.

As long as he returns to the God Realm, he will always know who that person is.