I, the Great Emperor Fengdu, are you trying to trick me into playing with strange rules?

Chapter 221

"Red dust refines the heart. "

Reasonable.

Hua Wujue agreed with the idea.

Meng Xiaoying's face was a question mark, and then she was full of contemplation:

"So, what are we going to do."

Black and white impermanence looked at each other and smiled, and then shouted passionately: "Where the heart wants... That is

, the direction!" Meng Xiaoying hurriedly covered their mouths: "Hold it, hurry up and hold it for me!" This

scene made the surrounding passers-by look sideways frequently.

Even if Meng Xiaoying didn't care much about this kind of thing, she still felt a sense of shame and shame.

It's like a psychopath scurrying down the street.

And then you're still next to this psychosis....

The flower is unconscious, laughing and silent.

Red Dust Refines the Heart....

Five thousand years, the joys and sorrows of the world, he has witnessed more than 10,000,000.

The real red dust is never deliberately manipulated.

Joys and sorrows, only in the morning and twilight.

He already had something in his mind, but he couldn't tell him.

If it goes well, a year, that's enough.

Hua Wujue's eyes were deep, as if she could see through the void, and she could see through the time, and she didn't know what she was looking at.

But the old man on the long river of time somewhere smiled and stroked his beard, chuckled, and flicked the rod, but the smile was frozen on his face, and the fishing rod was broken....

The little boy next to him covered his mouth and his eyes widened, as if he was extremely shocked.

"Master Hongjun, the fishing rod is broken!" The

white-haired old man was a little embarrassed, seemed to be a little speechless, looked at the half of the fishing rod in his hand, and finally placed it in place, as if talking to himself, and as if he was complaining:

"Do you have something to say... Why did you break my fishing rod?"

"Alas, last time it was a kid surnamed Xu, and this time it's a kid with the surname Hua, what kind of sin have I done... I can't stop fishing!" the

white-haired old man shook his head, and then finally stood up from the long river of time he had been sitting for a long time, and smiled softly.

"Ye, let's go, we should go and have a look. "

...

Shaoyang City.

Underneath the root of a wall.

"Bai Wuchang and I can learn how to cook and make delicious dishes for the emperor in the future!" Hei Wuchang

patted his chest and said with a smile.

Bai Wuchang also volunteered: "The emperor only needs three days, and we will definitely become the chef of the Difu Tianzi!"

Hua Wujue smiled dumbly.

Where do you need a chef in the underworld, I've never heard of such a thing.

But he didn't dampen their enthusiasm either.

After a period of pondering, Hongchen finally decided to integrate into the daily life of mortals.

In this way, you can better feel the emotions of mortals.

Black and white impermanence naturally chose the profession of cooking.

As for the reason, it seems to be for some kind of sycophancy, or maybe it is to satisfy his appetite.

Meng Xiaoying was a little dissatisfied: "Hey, you are too chicken thieves, you choose the profession of a cook, you don't need to work hard at all, you can reproduce it, isn't this just an obvious fishing?"

Bai Wuchang immediately smiled and said: "Xiaoying, you can't say that, cooking is also a thing worth paying attention to, we can do it well with our hearts, which shows that our talent is good."

Hei Wuchang also showed a smile that was not beaten: "Yes, Xiaoying, if you want to, you can also be a cook." "

Black and white impermanence is determined that Meng Xiaoying can't do it.

Because Meng Xiaoying's hands-on ability is extremely poor.

Let's not talk about some little things on the road, just the small dilapidated temple where she has lived for so many years, where it is dilapidated, she can't even repair it a little, she can only cover it with thatch.

Meng Xiaoying's face flushed and snorted.

"I won't be a cook like you, if I want to be a heroine, I'll be a heroine!"

Meng Xiaoying said proudly.

Black impermanence: "Sister Meng's atmosphere!" Bai impermanence: "Sister Meng's

cow criticism!" Hua

Wujue suddenly realized one thing.

It seems that these terms should not be used in this era.

And I don't seem to have seen anything like this in my memory.

Hua Wujue asked, "You... Where did you learn this?

Black and white impermanence turned his head sideways, stunned for a moment, and then touched his head and said, "Is this... To be honest, we don't know exactly when it became popular.

"I only know that these words suddenly became popular in the underworld one day. "

It seems that I heard that it is the spoken language of a certain strong person on the side of Heavenly Court, and everyone has learned it as soon as they learn it. "

Because I feel that this is easy to understand, and there is an inexplicable smooth taste. Black

and white impermanence agreed.

Because they do find it very easy to use.

It is easy to understand and at the same time, it can be remembered very easily.

However, Hua Wujue frowned, and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

These words are all on the blue star, and they only came out in later generations.

That is, it was in his time.

The current World Tree has not turned into a blue star at all, how can these words come out?

Xu Changliang's face suddenly flashed.

Flowers are unconscious and contemplative.

It wouldn't be in this era, Xu Changliang also existed, right

? But didn't the Heavenly Emperor succeed to the throne later?

Hua Wujue had heard about the affairs of the Heavenly Emperors of the Heavenly Court.

And that was later the Hongmeng Heavenly Court.

It's not the desolate heavenly court of this era.

Xu Changliang is clearly the Emperor of Hongmeng Heavenly Court.

I don't know how much worse it is from this era.

In the middle, there were at least ten generations of Heavenly Emperors.

Xu Changliang and he were the emperors of the same era.

How could he be here?

Unless he had already preached in the time of the flood.

and inherited the Heavenly Court of the Flood Desolation.

But this is too bizarre.

Xu Changliang has never mentioned these, according to him, he has clearly lived in the Hongmeng universe all along.

Today's famine.

There can't be him.

But the circulation of these spoken words definitely has something to do with Blue Star.

If it weren't for Xu Changliang.

That can only indicate the time node of a certain blue star in the later generations.

Someone crossed over to the wilderness.

The idea came to mind.

Hua Wujue's face was faintly a little strange, when did the people of Blue Star have become the standard for crossing.

It seems that almost everyone who crosses over is related to Blue Star.

I'm afraid the will of the World Tree still exists.

The people who crossed over were probably swayed by this will to tinker with something.

Hua Wujue had some enlightenment in his heart.

When I first entered Hongmeng, where Blue Star was located, it took a long time to build a channel with six grinding discs.

Now it is known that the predecessor of Blue Star is the World Tree.

There is an answer to all this.

But the World Tree will choose the traverser, which is not yet supported by any evidence.

But at least that's for sure.

The will of the World Tree could not affect Hua Wujue

, because he was already above all wills.

Even the original system could not compete with it.

It's like an existence cultivated in the palm of your hand, gradually losing control.

"What about you, what are you going to do?

Meng Xiaoying suddenly asked.

Black and white impermanence is also gloating: "Emperor, since it is a common activity of our underworld, you can also come together!"

Hua Wujue came back to his senses, and after thinking for a while, he smiled and said: "Then I will also go to be a..."

"

...

Somewhere in the Harmony space.

In a place of beauty, a figure stretched comfortably, yawned, and walked out.

"The origin of Hongjun Lao'er, it is comfortable to use for bathing, and there will be no such good things in the future.

But suddenly his steps stopped.

"The guy who didn't have time to look for it last time and played my flute.

"I didn't expect him to be talking to me again this time, who is this guy, my flute, unique in the world."

"How he got it.

"And my flute is clearly in my hand. The

figure pondered for a moment, his eyes narrowing slightly in one direction.

"It's a little difficult, in the wilderness.

"I signed a treaty with them, and I can't go back on it so quickly. The

figure suddenly smiled again.

"Since I can't go, then it's okay for my clone to go. "

There's nothing wrong with

the doppelganger≠ body

!

All the big guys in the flood wilderness were furious in their hearts at this moment!

Their expressions were uncertain, and they stretched out their hands to calculate, but they didn't know where this feeling came from...

That feeling of being in the dark.

It seems like... It's kind of familiar.