With a loud bang, the two gods were directly knocked away tens of thousands of miles away.
The gods were stunned: "!!!"
When Thunder God He Bo saw this, he immediately remembered the scene of being blown away not long ago, and he swallowed in horror again.
Why did this ancient Netherworld God Yueming start beating people up over a disagreement?!
The ancient divine book only mentioned that the Netherworld God Yueming had a bad temper, but he never thought it was so bad, which really shocked him.
The God of Light, dressed in a white robe, was even more dumbfounded.
After the God of Light realized what was happening, he tentatively asked, "Lord Yue Ming, why did you attack them?"
Yue Ming withdrew his hand, glanced at the God of Light indifferently, and said in a cold voice: "I don't like them."
God of Light: "..."
The gods: “…”
The God of Light smiled apologetically and asked cautiously, "Master Yue Ming, you are injured. Why don't you return to the God Realm to heal first?"
"It's just a minor injury, not worth mentioning." Yue Ming looked cold.
These words choked the God of Light. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Yue Ming's voice faintly.
"Let's go back to the God Realm. I haven't been back to the God Realm for tens of millions of years. What has the God Realm become now? I'm very curious."
The God of Light heard a hint of displeasure in his tone.
The God of Light's expression became increasingly complicated, and he quickly responded, "Yes, Master Yue Ming."
Then he continued, "Master Yue Ming, on the way back to the God Realm, let me first introduce you to the current situation in the God Realm."
"Yes." Yue Ming nodded, then glanced at the God of Light, "Are you the God of Light now?"
"Yes, Lord Yue Ming."
Yue Ming thought of the former God of Light, frowned, and commented seriously, "His strength is a bit lacking. You need to work hard to improve it in the future."
Upon hearing this, the God of Light was stunned and speechless.
The God of Light in ancient times was a god who could rival Yue Ming, but the current God of Light is too weak.
Suddenly, Yue Ming turned around, his gaze fixed on Thunder God He Bai, his deep golden pupils holding a hint of coldness and depth. "Xiao Bai, if you complain again, I won't forgive you."
Thunder God Herbert was stiff all over. He nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes."
After the gods arrived at the Demon Realm to greet the ancient Nether God, they returned to the God Realm. However, the situation in the Demon Realm was turbulent. Four of the seven Demon Emperors had died, leaving only three remaining: Weng Jin, Zhong Rao, and Kong E.
Weng Jin was seriously injured and announced that he would go into seclusion.
The demon world is in chaos, and those vying for power continue to emerge, causing great suffering to all living beings.
Both Demon Emperor Zhongrao and Demon Emperor Kong'e were seriously injured and had no time to take care of other areas of the Demon Realm. For a time, the situation became more and more chaotic.
The demon god Li Ye, who was sealed somewhere, had his consciousness damaged and fell into a short sleep.
The divine realm also ushered in great turmoil...
…
Two days later.
Desolate state, abyss of reaching the sky.
The sun was shining and the breeze was cool. Somewhere deep in the Tongtian Abyss, there was a clear and winding stream, and several young people were sitting around a campfire.
There were several grilled fish on the campfire.
The devilish man in a red robe reached out and moved the fish grill, then smiled and said, "The fish is almost cooked, but it smells a little off. Yan Chen, bring me some seasoning powder."
Yan Chen raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Aren't you afraid that I will poison you to death?"
The young man with a high ponytail sitting next to Yan Chen heard this, reached out and patted Yan Chen's shoulder, and chuckled.
"Of course I'm not afraid."
Yan Chen chuckled, then took out two jade bottles filled with seasoning powder from the storage space and threw them to Yu Qiu.
After Yu Qiu took it, he opened the bottle cap and sprinkled the seasoning powder evenly on the grilled fish.
It makes a crisp sound of 'sizzling'.
The richer meat aroma immediately hits your nose, making you salivate.
Nangong Qingqing looked up at the other side and said, "Zheng Zheng, how is it going? Can you contact the Chu family on the border?"
Yun Zheng said calmly, "I sent a message to Chu Minglei a quarter of an hour ago, but he hasn't replied yet."
"Let's just wait a little longer. Anyway, the Wanqi family hasn't sent anyone over." Nangong Qingqing's expression changed slightly, and she said softly.
Mo Jing laughed and said, "We have killed so many people from the Wanqi family together. Their family has suffered heavy losses. How dare they come here rashly?"
"That's right. More than two hundred powerful men in the realm of gods were almost wiped out. I don't think they would dare to come here rashly again, not to mention that we have Brother Rong on our side! Humph!" Mu Yin nodded in agreement and said with a proud look on his face.
At this time, the Emperor was sitting next to Yun Zheng. He had a cool and handsome face. He reached out to try grilling the fish, but Yun Zheng ruthlessly raised her hand to stop him.
Lord Emperor looked at Yun Zheng in confusion.
Yun Zheng said seriously, "Your cooking skills are not good."
Emperor Zun choked: "..."
He argued, "I'm not a good cook, but grilled fish should be okay."
"Do you want to grill fish so much?" Yun Zheng asked.
The Emperor nodded.
“…Okay.” She answered rather reluctantly.
A moment later, a new bonfire was built, but there were only two people sitting next to it, one was Lord Emperor, and the other was... Feng Xinglan.
Feng Xinglan pursed his lips and looked at the spirit fish that had been strung together in his hand. He was silent for a moment.
Immediately, he looked up at the equally silent Emperor and asked, "Brother Rong, are we being despised?"
"Probably not." The Emperor's expression was complicated.
Feng Xinglan asked seriously: "Brother Rong, are your cooking skills really that bad?"
The Emperor was silent for a moment, then said stubbornly, "It shouldn't be particularly bad."
Feng Xinglan sighed, "But my barbecue skills are very poor."
Emperor: "...grill the fish."
"oh oh."
The two began to grill the fish, but sometimes they burned it, sometimes they turned it black. They had no choice but to discard the damaged fish and go to the stream to catch fresh ones.
Over and over again.
It seems like a way to avenge the previous shame!
Seeing this, Yun Zheng and her friends looked at each other and smiled.
Half an hour later.
Yun Zheng received a message from Chu Minglei.
Chu Minglei: "Miss Yun, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I had something urgent to do at home and couldn't reply in time. I'm very glad you contacted me. I'll set off to pick you up now, but before that, I'd like to ask where you are now?"
"The deserted state, the abyss of the sky." Yun Zheng replied concisely.
Rong Shuo and her friends heard the conversation between her and Chu Minglei.
She looked up and said, "Let's pack up. We're ready to head to the border."
Mu Yin grinned and touched his abdomen, "I've prepared it a long time ago. I'm full from eating fish!"
At this moment, a string of slightly burnt grilled fish was delivered to Yun Zheng. Yun Zheng was slightly stunned. When she looked up, she saw that the man's handsome face was stained with some black ash, and he looked inexplicably obedient.
Yun Zheng was a little dazed, as if she saw him chasing her and calling her "wife".
"I baked it." The man lowered his eyes and stared at her, saying softly.
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