That fairy should know all this.

After Mingyue said this, she closed her mouth and just looked at Ding Ling quietly.

Ding Ling was silent, and then a trace of bitterness slowly rose to the corner of his mouth.

He knew that because of his performance just now, Mingyue didn't want her to make inferences or conclusions by herself.

So Ding Ling said softly: Mingyue

The bright moon sways the jaw.

Do you think I am a coward, Ding Ling smiled bitterly and stared at Mingyue's flawless face. He saw Mingyue just shook his head, and he continued: Don't worry, deny that I do think that I am quite unsuccessful in this matter.

What happened to this matter is naturally his mother. Of course, there is another old Ding now.

Mingyue let out a light breath, she lowered her eyes and whispered: What should be come, we will always come.

Ding Ling also breathed a sigh of relief, and he smiled self-deprecatingly: Yes, what should be come, we will always come. But I really can't understand why Comrade Ren Lingyun would die if she was really Nuwa. If she was really Nuwa, then who was Lao Ding

Although Ding Ling had tried his best to speak in the gentlest voice, after he said this, an irresistible sense of absurdity and powerlessness still arose in his eyes.

Mingyue looked up at him: You have guessed it

I just don't want to face it, it doesn't mean I'm an idiot. As Ding Ling said, he sat down into the void and then broke up his feet.

Under the volcano of Pantala Abyss, when I saw this box, the fifth princess and I counted all the fairies in the heavenly court. You have never seen the scene below the volcano. It can almost be regarded as a change of change. And there seems to be no one except Nuwa, except Niangniang.

And when Elder Ulu took out this box, I knew that Comrade Ren Lingyun was probably not as simple as I thought.

Ding Ling said and looked at the bright moon: I remember you once said that you can send your soul to all the heavenly bloodlines in the world, right?

The bright moon nodded.

And you have also said that you don’t know Comrade Ren Lingyun, right?

Mingyue sighed and nodded again.

This means that either Comrade Ren Lingyun is not a bloodline in the sky, or she is so strong that she is perverted.

Mingyue listened to Ding Ling's notification, and her eyelashes trembled gently, reminding Ding Ling: You don't even call me.

Ding Ling lowered his eyelids: first describe objectively, then talk about others.

Then, there is Lin Mengyuan. I remember that Lin Mengyuan should also have something to do with her. Lin Mengyuan said that when she woke up, she clearly felt that someone was guiding her to leave Kunlun, then go to the world, and then possess her.

In addition, Shennong Ding, Youxutian, those surviving tribes, do you remember what the dwarf elder said, he said a fairy told him that I am their guide

Mingyue nodded helplessly: I remember.

Yes, she also left a strand of spiritual power on my body. Until now, I am the true god of destruction and the Emperor of Demon Slayer. I don’t know where this spiritual power is.

Mingyue suddenly said: I know where it is.

Ding Ling was slightly stunned: Where is it

Mingyue raised her slender hand and pointed Ding Ling's chest.

Ding Ling lowered his head.

In your heart, in your blood

Ding Ling shrugged: Well, she is my mother, and I was born to me, of course, it was in my heart. So the question is why she gave birth to me

In the past, I thought she had been educating me, and never showed her abilities, and was at ease to be a housewife in order to make me live in the world as an ordinary person, and be born, old, sick and die in this way. But now

Ding Ling said and took a deep breath, a trace of rebellion flashed in his eyes.

I suspect that the ordinary life I live may be just the ordinary life she gave me. When the ordinary life ends, I begin to walk towards the path she has arranged and planned step by step.

Ding Ling's tone was filled with a faint anger and rebellion: a genius master of cultivation was sitting in Youxutian. Any broken tripod found in a corner was the Shennong tripod. Then he jumped down a cliff and met Huangdi, got the Xuanyuan Sword, and then led me to the dwarf elders, fought against Youxutian, then went up to heaven and locked the demon tower and fell into Pantala, went down to the abyss, and finally found her figure.

After saying this in one breath, Ding Ling lowered his head dejectedly.

Mingyue, I suddenly felt a little tired.

Mingyue looked at Ding Ling pitifully. As his bloodline elf, she still had telepathy with Ding Ling until now. She looked at the decadence and fatigue on Ding Ling's face, and her heart suddenly felt ache.

Tired Yes, Ding Ling is too tired.

From the moment he began to practice, he had almost never had a good life. Since his realm reached the level of hearing the Tao, he had been fighting almost all the time. The days of peace he lived were only in the short one or two months in school.

In other times, the following days, it seemed like an invisible whip was constantly whipping behind him, forcing him to run forward desperately. In just a short year, he went from a mortal to a lofty demon-swalking Heavenly Lord.

Mingyue knew that he had a whip.

But Mingyue knew even more that these were not the reasons why Ding Ling was tired. His fatigue was fundamentally due to his inability to accept the result that his mother had arranged his fate.

But

Mingyue sat next to Ding Ling, curled herself into a kitten, and then stuffed it into Ding Ling's arms.

Ding Ling hugged her and looked up at the reincarnation of the sky. He sighed softly and said: Mingyue, when did you start guessing it?

From very early.

How early it was

Do you still remember when you were injured at Yukiko's house

Um

Before, we were at the foot of the volcano, I sensed the divine power of Nuwa. Then you were injured by Zhang Guolao at the house of Yukiko. I will repair the space of the tree of destiny for you. At that time, a spiritual power was also repairing it for you.

Before Mingyue finished speaking, Ding Ling knew: It was the same as Nuwa's divine power.

Not exactly the same, but you can feel the same.

Then why didn't you tell me then

Because there is no evidence.

There is no evidence, Ding Ling sighed softly, and he smiled bitterly: Now, we actually have no evidence.

There is now.

Mingyue looked up at Ding Ling, she stretched out her hand, and the demon-binding rope appeared in her palm.

After I recovered my memory, I realized that the demon-binding rope is not something that anyone can use. I am afraid that it is because of you that I can use the demon-binding rope.

Ding Ling looked at the demon-binding rope and felt the power above, he lowered his head and said nothing.

The two of them snuggled up silently. They had no idea of ​​time at all, and they didn't know what kind of space it was, but neither of them cared about it.

After a long time, Mingyue finally put away the demon-binding rope. She looked up at Ding Ling: You make a decision.

Ding Ling stared at Mingyue, and he knew that Mingyue’s decision was whether to continue.

The so-called continuing is whether to continue to follow this arrangement similar to fate.

It’s like reaching the river of life, killing the demons outside the realm, opening these six realms of reincarnation, finding Ren Lingyun, finding Lao Ding to reveal everything to the world.

If he doesn't continue, he will immediately return to Lingxiaotian and use various methods to go back to the world directly, and live a happy and happy life in the villa on the top of Yuqing Mountain, and never mind the affairs in the sky again.

After a long silence, Ding Ling sighed slowly.

I hate the feeling of being led by someone in the nose.

The bright moon, can the river of life really arrange a person's fate?

Mingyue was also silent. After a long time, she nodded: The past and future can be seen in the river of life, and as long as you can see it, you can change it.

Well, I want to see if my life is really arranged.

Ding Ling said and exhaled heavily. A moment later, a hint of cruelty rose in his eyes: I don’t believe it anymore. I was born to be a hard-working life, and I don’t trust Ling Yun that she will arrange my life step by step until I die of old age.

Walk

After Ding Ling finished speaking, he stood up.

Mingyue looked at Ding Ling, and slowly, a smile rose in her eyes.

This is Ding Ling, the one who is decadent, who can get a shot of chicken blood in an instant and is full of fighting spirit.

good

Mingyue put away the demon-binding rope, she held the shuttle of fate again, and then recited the divine words.

In the void, the skylight slowly opened again.

The two of them held hands and finally looked at the reincarnation above their heads and the intertwined River Styx, and then stepped into the skylight without hesitation.

When the feeling of the soul and body peeling off disappeared, Ding Ling opened his eyes immediately.

He wants to take a good look at what this legendary Fate River is, what is it?

In sight, there are red bricks and green tiles.

A little outside is a rolling sea of ​​clouds and countless fairy mountains.

Ding Ling's gaze froze in an instant.

He turned his head with some difficulty and looked at the statue in front of him, and his whole body seemed to have become petrified.

Mingyue also opened her eyes at the same time. She just glanced at the statue and then knew where she was.

Her face became ugly in an instant.

Langxiaotian

Ding Ling looked at the solemn statue in front of him and nodded barefootly.

Yes, he had been here half a day ago

This statue is the statue of the Zhenwu Demon Emperor

He raised his head and took a deep breath, the sound echoed above the empty square.

Emperor Zhenwu, what the hell are you doing
Chapter completed!