Xingjun, he is a heartthrob

This war of gods and demons has finally come to an end.

Following Heguangdijun being injured by the golden feather arrow, Demon Lord Xuanli was stabbed by Fengshen Sword and Ember Demon Sword at the same time.

Everyone thought that the dust of this war had settled.

Be it the monsters, dragons, foxes, celestial immortals, or human immortals, they all stopped and watched this unexpected scene.

Seeing the moment when Xuan Li was finally stabbed, Yu Haoran fell straight down and fell into the gentle arms of Shenglan Xingjun.

"Why did you all betray me and leave me?" After he fell down, he heard the whisper of Demon Lord Xuan Li.

Suddenly it snowed in the sky.

As the demon lord Xuan Li closed his eyes, a cold breath spread, slowly freezing everything.

Mallow's golden eyes were bright and sad, she and Xuan Li fell down together, her eyes followed a wisp of green smoke rising from the Ember Demon Sword - the figure of the former Demon Lord Concubine Ji: "Ji Concubine, have you been waiting for this day for so many years? Because of Xia Yuluo, you have hated me for thousands of years."

"Now, I give this life back to you and Xia Yuluo, can you forgive me?"

Concubine Ji stood there with her hands behind her back.

His eyes were cold and he didn't say a word.

"I don't understand, obviously I just told the truth, obviously that ending was like this..." There was a trace of despair on Mallow's golden cheeks, she had no extra strength to shout, but every word fell into the air, It made people feel sad: "Just because I told Xia Yuluo the original ending, you hate me and blame me, it's not fair."

"Brother Concubine Ji, this is not fair!"

In the end, she tried her best to push away the Demon Lord Xuan Li, lay on her back on the ground, looked at the falling snow in the sky, and chuckled softly: "I really hate the ability to predict the future, after all, it is also the right thing to predict my own sad ending. Satire."

After laughing at herself, she finally showed a gentle look again, and begged Concubine Ji like a child: "Brother, please, don't hate me, okay?"

The snow fell on the mallow's face, and it has not melted for a long time.

Concubine Ji knew very well that Mallow's life had come to an end.

This time, Concubine Ji finally nodded.

It's a reassuring answer.

Seeing the snow and ice melting in Concubine Ji's eyes, Mallow smiled, her eyes closed suddenly, and she was silent again.

Concubine Ji was stunned for a long time, then sadly returned to the Ember Demon Sword.

Shenglan Xingjun watched helplessly as all the participants in the fight were frozen little by little, like ice sculptures.

It instantly turned into a world of ice and snow.

"Could this be Xuan Li's last technique to destroy the world?" Sheng Lan Xingjun thought for a while and looked down to the lower realm.

The lower realm is also a vast expanse of whiteness, only the Canglan Mountain seems to have signs of life.

He suddenly remembered that Emperor Heguang had placed an enchantment on Canglan Mountain, maybe the enchantment played a role.

"Go back to Canglan Mountain first to find Grandpa Cangwu." He looked at Yu Haoran in his arms, and supported him to drive all the way, "It is important to save Heguang!"

On the day when the demon lord Xuan Li was stabbed by the God-conferring Sword and the Ember Demon Sword at the same time, it was snowing in the sky and in the Nether Demon Realm.

Ten days and ten nights without stopping.

Snow and ice freeze everything.

Yu Haoran also slept for ten days and ten nights.

During this period, he kept wandering in the real world and through the world.

Those memories kept pulling him back, but his body didn't listen.

"Grandpa Cangwu, is there any way to save Heguang's life?" Sheng Lan Xingjun looked at the heavy snow, frowning.

Cang Wu's body was covered with snow.

The cold wind was blowing.

"This is left by the mallow girl when she left, and she said it will be useful to you." It took out a golden feather arrow from the tree house and put it in the hands of Shenglan Xingjun, "Before she told me to keep you and not let you go Go to heaven and say to keep you here as my companion."

Looking at the heavy snow, Cang Wu shook his body, sat down and looked up at the sky: "This girl, I was still teasing her at that time, as if she was gone forever."

"I didn't think about it, it's really gone and never returned."

The atmosphere is a little sad.

The wind blew up Cangwu's hair with snowflakes. Sheng Lan Xingjun looked at the golden feather arrow in his hand, turned his head and touched Cangwu's paw: "Grandpa, do you know what mallow left me for?"

"I remember, she gave us a few flowers for us to eat, why?" Vaguely recalling the last time we met, Mallow asked Qi Tang to bring them some strange flowers, as if they ate flowers None of them were frozen: "Is it possible that we were not frozen by Xuan Li's technique because we ate the flowers given by mallow?"

Shenglan Xingjun was suddenly in a daze—could it be that Mallow had predicted today's ending long ago?

"This arrow is made of Garuda's feathers. Could it be that they want you to go to Jiuchongtian?" At this moment, Little Mushroom came bouncing over from the house, with his head tilted.

It was wrapped in thick leaves as a quilt, and it did not forget to take a breath.

"That's right!" Shenglan Xingjun and Cangwu suddenly realized at the same time, Shenglan Xingjun didn't care about anything, showed his real body, and was about to fly to Jiutian: "Thank you, Mushroom Fairy!!"

Cang Wu promptly held him down who was about to move: "The Garuda family has always lived above the Nine Heavens and never participated in disputes. I'm afraid that the Golden Feather God Venerable will not see you."

"Then what should I do?" Sheng Lan Xingjun lay down on the snow all of a sudden, raised his head, his eyes sparkled: "Grandpa, I must save He Guang's life, and let this world unblock the ice."

Cang Wu raised his head, moved his beard, but said nothing.

A cat, a deer, and a little mushroom all looked at the heavy snow with melancholy.

"You take this arrow, mallow leaves this arrow, it should have its use."

Heaven and earth are silent.

Only the sound of snow falling.

So when that voice came out, it was extraordinarily crisp.

"Qi Tang? Where did you come from?" Shenglan Xingjun stood up, saw the black figure in the sky, and plunged into the heavy snow.

He originally wanted to run over to talk to Qi Tang, but after ten days and ten nights of heavy snow, it had already fallen as high as a person.

Qi Tang flipped his palm over, and dead wood grew out of the ground immediately, supporting Sheng Lan Xingjun who was buried in the snow.He glanced at Shenglan Xingjun worriedly, lowered his head and muttered: "I'll take you there, the Garuda family doesn't like dealing with the outside world."

"What did you just say?" Sheng Lan Xingjun couldn't hear clearly, and asked innocently, his white hair was covered with snow.

"Golden Feather God is not easy to mess with, let's go together and take care of him." Qi Tang thought for a while, then changed his answer.

"I'll go by myself." Sheng Lan Xingjun always felt that Qi Tang was preoccupied and seemed to have another purpose, so he politely refused.

"No!" The heavy snow fell on the shoulders of the two of them, and Qi Tang's voice was suddenly solemn and cold, "Without me, you can't go to the Nine Heavens."

"But..." Standing on the dead wood, Sheng Lan Xingjun hesitated: "Can monsters go to the ninth heaven?"

"With this golden-feathered arrow, you can." Taking the golden-feathered arrow from Shenglan Xingjun's hand, Qi Tang bid farewell to Cangwu in the distance, holding the golden-feathered arrow tightly, muttering words.

"Yo!" Suddenly, a cry came from the sky.

A big bird with golden wings flew down from the sky, flew towards Qi Tang, and finally flew around the golden feather arrow three times, and landed on the dead wood obediently and docilely.

Qi Tang took Shenglan Xingjun to stand on Garuda's body.

Then, they rode the golden-winged bird, broke through the heavy snow, and flew to the ninth heaven.

The wind and snow passed by my ears.

Sheng Lan Xingjun looked at Qi Tang curiously: "How do you know how to use the Golden Feather Arrow? Mallow told you about the ending she predicted?"

"No." Qi Tang seemed to have finished all the words just now, and Shenglan Xingjun asked a few words, but he only threw out two words.

That strange and indifferent Qi Tang is back again.

Shenglan Xingjun only wanted to save Yu Haoran, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Jiuchongtian is not like the heaven, it is always covered with white clouds, and it is surprisingly quiet.

Jiuchongtian is very lively.

It was so lively that Sheng Lan Xingjun suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

"Dian... um... you two, we're here." The garuda that was carrying them stopped at a place similar to a ferry, and turned into a handsome boy, with lowered eyebrows and stuttering words It took a long time to smooth out the title.

Then, taking small steps, he took them to find the Golden Feather God Venerable, "This way please."

Along the way, Shenglan Xingjun carefully looked at the splendid Nine Heavens.

Qi Tang was still dressed in black and a black robe, with a bamboo hat on his head, and he kept his eyes fixed.

Jiuchongtian is as lively as a town in the world.

Everywhere is paved with gold, and there are cries everywhere.

Garuda feathers are ubiquitous and can be made into anything and sold.

Shenglan Xingjun walked behind the little boy without stopping, and he heard the Garuda tribe beside him talking a lot: "Hey, look at that little deer demon, it looks so cute."

"Have you ever seen a little deer demon who can go up to the Nine Heavens? I think it's a little fairy."

"Didn't the Dust Feather Fairy always come to drink with the God Venerable in the past? Naturally, the little deer demon can also come."

"You little fool! Don't you know what the lower realm is like? I don't think this little deer demon is here to drink."

Shenglan Xingjun suddenly had an inexplicable fear of the Garuda family: "These big bird monsters are so cruel that they can even peck off their own feathers, not to mention their pair of small antlers."

Shenglan Xingjun touched his pair of precarious little antlers as he walked: They don't have any unreasonable thoughts about my antlers, do they?

Sure enough, the garudas around him began to discuss again: "If the pair of small antlers are used as decorations, they must be treasures."

"Then do you want me to catch that little deer demon and give you a birthday present?"

"Even if you have that ability, you don't even look at who is following the little deer demon."

who to follow?

Shenglan Xingjun looked to the side: Isn't it Qi Tang?A monster that can ascend to the ninth heaven, with magical spells and cold eyes.

After thinking about it carefully, I felt wrong again: Weird!The Garuda clan of Jiuchongtian didn't react at all when they saw such a powerful monster as Qi Tang coming to Jiuchongtian, as if they were used to it.

Is it possible...

Are monsters and Garudas the same breed?

Thinking of this, he glanced at Qi Tang, and suddenly shuddered.

Qi Tang glanced back at him: "What? Is Jiuchongtian very cold?"

Shenglan Xingjun was sweating: "I just didn't expect that Jiuchongtian would be so lively and prosperous."

"You like it?" Qi Tang leaned at him, with words of disgust written all over his face.

"It's okay." Shenglan Xingjun thought that it would be great if he could live such a life with Yu Haoran in the mortal world, so he replied with a smile.

"You're also a lunatic." Qi Tang cursed, distanced himself from Shenglan Xingjun, walked quickly to the little boy, and started chatting.

Shenglan Xingjun had no choice but to follow behind and hurried forward.

He pricked up his ears, wanting to hear more news, but the surrounding voices became quieter.

When they looked up, they had already come outside a golden palace.

The little boy lowered his head from beginning to end: "Later, you two, I will report to the gods."

After all, he was about to leave when he turned around and asked, "Who are you two who want to see the god?"

"Next." Sheng Lan Xingjun bowed to the little boy.

"Excuse me, what's your name?"

"Shenglan Xingjun."