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Chapter 918: Finding the truth

"The rushes are vast and the white dew turns into frost. The so-called beauty is on the side of the water. A Shuang, this is your favorite poem, which is said to be circulated in your Qingqiu. It also says that this poem contains your name, so that I must remember it. A Shuang, I have never forgotten it for so many years, but where are your souls now? It's just that I was too arrogant and made a big mistake, which made you jumped on the God-Destroying Platform... A Shuang, I have always been sorry for you, so I can't let our son have any stains on him. Can you forgive me for what I did this time?"

The Emperor of Heaven sighed quietly and said sadly.

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The trees on Luojia Mountain are gloomy, the plants are growing wildly, and a scene of declining decline. Indra was wandering in the mountains for a long time before he found some traces of the building.

Those traces were buried under the weeds, and they could no longer see their original appearance, and even a plaque could not be seen.

There are a few traces of burning fire...

Finally found a hunter in the mountains and asked about the Zilian Sect, but the hunter looked confused and told him that there was a big fire here hundreds of years ago. After several days and nights, everything inside was burned and nothing was left behind.

At that time, the world was full of war and the pattern was no longer the five countries. It was divided into dozens of small countries, each of which was in charge of its own, and had to fight for years. The land was deserted and hungry and corpses were everywhere.

Frequent wars and poor life greatly shortened the lifespan of human beings. People more than three hundred years ago had already died almost the same.

Those who survived are working hard to survive. Where can anyone remember the history from more than 300 years ago?

The continuous wars also ruined many documents. Small countries are busy with war and building their own culture and their own history. How can they be willing to leave the history of the previous dynasty with their heart?

Most of them burned without a trace...

So Di Shiyin asked countless people, but no one remembered who Da Moliu, Lianyu, and Zisanghewan were...

Of course, I don’t know whose disciples they used to be. They have been submerged in the torrent of history and will never exist again.

Indra was standing in a weed, with a bitter smile on his lips.

I'm simply crazy!

He would actually believe a girl's words and go down to prove it...

Luo Qingyu's almost burning eyes flashed in front of his eyes. Such anger and such behavior really didn't seem fake-

This little fairy has extremely high acting skills, which almost made him believe it—

I have been in the sky, only descending to the earth once for hundreds of years to investigate the Demon Sect’s nest, and staying in the mortal world for decades.

He also remembered clearly the decades of the mortal world that he had never married any wife.

Later, he was ambushed in the Demon Sect and almost died. If Yan Chi had not sacrificed his life to save him, he would have been afraid that he would have reincarnated again...

He was unconscious in the sky for a whole month, and Yan Chiyi served him in disguise...

I didn't have any contact with the second woman, but I didn't expect that these little fairies would catch the things that I had been in the mortal world for decades and pretend to be my wife - Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money
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