Chapter 146 Thousand Years Ago (Part 2)
A huge and terrifying ancient pressure spread out from Shang Si.
The monsters present felt the oppression and fell to the ground in the same battle.
The demon seal order suppressed in their bodies then shattered and disappeared, and a stream of demonic aura soared into the sky, bizarre and dangerous!
The demon-subduing masters got up from the ground and found that they used all kinds of tricks to activate but still could not use the Demon-Closing Order to detonate the group of monsters. They were shocked and retreated step by step.
The geniuses looked at each other and saw excitement and killing in each other's faces.
"We are free!"
They shouted loudly, carrying the heinous hatred that had been enslaved for thousands of years, fiercely killing the human race!
…
The demon clan rebelled.
Xiao Baojing looked at the bloody scene of excited fighting in the square, and couldn't help but tremble all over, carefully protecting his oranges.
"You are scared."
A tender voice suddenly came.
It is Shang Jiu who is still young.
He and Shang Si's mother were also filled with the powerful bloodline of ancient monsters.
He gently stroked Xiao Baojing's trunk with his little hands, bent his fox's eyes, and said gently: "Thank you for giving me oranges. Although your oranges are sour, I still decided to name you the Orange Princess. From now on, you will be My little princess. I will love you like my brother who loves Princess Zhiyun."
Xiao Baojing was furrowed all over when Shang Jiu was showing his love with two plush beasts.
She is a very traditional orange tree. She believes that orange trees can only be with other orange trees. How can she transcend species and fall in love with a furry dog and beast? !
This is simply ignorant!
She had just cultivated two feet last night, so she tried very hard to pull her feet out of the soil and tried to escape quickly in the war.
But before she could run far, Shang Jiu wrapped her red silk thread around the tree trunk and pulled her back.
Shang Jiu had a tender little face, but his words were domineering: "You are mine, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"
Xiao Baojing became Shang Jiu's orange tree.
…
Shang Si formed an army of the demon clan, quickly defeated the northern dynasty, and established a temple of demon gods at the palace.
The surviving royal family led the army and the people to flee to the south, but they failed to live for too long. Shang Si regrouped and headed south, intending to seize all the territory in one breath.
They have been enslaved by human race for thousands of years.
Now they are full of resentment and want the human race to taste the suffering they have suffered.
When Shang Si conquered the human race, Shang Jiu watered Xiao Baojing every day, carefully wiped every leaf of her, and tied various ribbons on her branches to make her look beautiful.
All the demon clan knows that the demon emperor's younger brother has raised an orange tree.
"I'm very worried about my brother."
"Brother will definitely come back, right?"
The little boy was personally designated as the next demon emperor by Shang Si. He walked in the Demon God Temple with a stern face every day, fearing that he showed his timidity, and did not dare to raise his anxiety to others, and he only confided to Xiao Baojing over and over again.
Xiao Baojing initially felt very sympathetic to him.
But when he repeated it for the first ten thousand times, she finally became very annoyed and didn't understand why this little brat was so talkative.
She wanted to escape but couldn't escape. She was so angry that her leaves rustled around the tree, cursing Shang Jiu every day.
The initial war went very smoothly.
Later, Xiao Baojing heard the palace maids discussing that the king of the human race invited the sun golden crow.
Ten big golden crows appeared day and night above the territory of the demon clan. There was no cloud or a drop of rain in the sky. Rivers and lakes gradually dried up, flowers, plants and trees in the plains and mountains withered and died, and vegetarian monsters began to lose their lives one after another.
The demon clan retreated step by step.
Shang Si returned to the Demon God Temple and personally wrote the "Song of Rebirth" for his dead compatriots.
He stood in front of Princess Zhiyun's grave, and his heavy and solemn singing echoed on the territory of the demon clan that was thousands of miles away from the ground.
That night he told Shang Jiu that he would fight against the human race.
Shang Jiu opened his amber fox eyes and stared at his brother seriously, saying in a childish voice: "Brother will be safe, right?"
Shang Si gently stroked his head and smiled softly: "Well, you will definitely be safe."
"When will I be back?" "When will I be back when you learn all the magic I have taught you."
"But I have learned it! Brother, have you forgotten? I am as smart as you!"
Shang Si's eyes were even more smiling, and he said in a warm voice: "I have inserted three incense sticks by the East China Sea. When the three incense sticks are burned, I will be back."
Shang Jiu brought a treasure mirror and cast a small magic trick. Through the mirror, you can see that there were indeed three incense sticks inserted by the East China Sea.
He pursed his lips and asked in a childish voice, "What if my brother doesn't keep his promise?"
Shang Si scraped the tip of his nose and said dotingly, "Brother swears to you that if you don't speak in one's heart, your life will be destroyed by the fragrance."
If you don’t speak in one’s heart, your life will be destroyed by the fragrance…
He actually made such a poisonous oath!
Shang Jiu felt inexplicably palpitations at that moment, as if something bad was about to happen.
After my brother left, he left his anxiety behind and focused on waiting for the incense to burn out.
But those three incense sticks were burning so slowly!
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
Shang Jiu was eager to see, holding the treasure mirror and waiting again and again. He had been waiting for many days and nights before he woke up one morning. When he picked up the treasure mirror, he found that the three incense sticks were finally burning out.
"Brother!"
He jumped up, and ran out of the Demon Temple excitedly without even having to put on his shoes and socks--
But the moment I stepped out of the hall, I saw the original clear sky darkening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Shaodi!"
The loyal servants fell to the ground and cried and hugged his legs: "In the battle of Qingfengling, His Majesty turned into a big dog, intending to devour the golden crow of the sun, but this morning he died exhausted when he devoured the tenth one! The smallest golden crow escaped and swore that its light would never shine on our land! Now our army is dispersed and retreated step by step, and it has been forced back by the human race! The countries have joined forces to build the Great Wall of Demons and Ghosts to suppress us forever In the Eternal Night Land! ”
Shang Jiu stood there blankly.
All that passes through my mind is the four words "death from exhaustion".
Brother is gone...
He raised his head.
The sky was black, and only a few stars were faintly revealed.
The sun...
It was the sun and the human race who killed my brother!
Young children planted the seeds of hatred in their hearts.
As time goes by, all the loyal slaves of the past turned into ashes. To the north of the Great Wall of Demons and Ghosts became a place of bitter and cold forever. The monsters living here gradually became strange and strange, extremely vicious, bizarre and mysterious.
Shang Jiu always protected the orange tree, and occasionally moistened her roots with a few drops of blood so that she would not die or mutate like other monsters.
He gradually felt unforgettable loneliness in his eternal and long life.
He often asked Xiao Baojing: "Why have you not learned to transform after so many years?"
Xiao Baojing: “…”
As a tree, she doesn’t even have the minimum sunshine or rain. How would she transform? !
After so many years, she has devoted herself to practicing every day and has only barely cultivated her legs!
She had no mouth and could not answer Shang Jiu's question, so she could only shake the branches angrily and express her anger by making the leaves rustle.
Shang Jiu held his head and paced down the orange tree like a wild fox and said to himself: "I miss my brother! I should have someone to accompany me, I should have brother Accompany..."
He was happy, sad, angry, and confused.
When hungry, he is as cruel as a wild dog, and greedily swallows all the demons around him into his stomach.
When I was in a happy mood, I would pull out the red hair on the tip of my tail to make red silk threads, some braided into braids, and some wrapped around Xiao Baojing's tree trunk, praising her affectionately, "My little princess is so beautiful."
Time passes.
He was too lonely, so he gradually divided many of himself.
Those fox-faced boys gave themselves different names.
Shang Jianjiu, Chaoyuan, Qingluo, Yueli, Cen Wuzhao...
They cried or laughed, sang or danced, and they were making noises every word and I spoke, and the originally quiet orange tree finally became lively.
Good morning! !
(This chapter ends)