Museum of Demons

Chapter 444 Traitor

Gong Gong, the true and only water god.

The pupils of the figure holding the umbrella contracted, and it was almost impossible to comprehend what he saw. The slender and tall god had an indifferent smile on his mouth. Then, the person holding the umbrella spent a thousand years or even longer to prepare Things gradually broke free from His control.

The huge rain cloud that originally enveloped the entire Jiangnan Road slowly stopped.

Then, Zhang Tianshi Zhang Ruosu in Longhu Mountain got the changes that happened in Jiangnan Road.

"The rain has stopped."

There was suppressed vibration in the disciples' voices.

There was even a natural sense of fear in that tone of voice towards an incomprehensible power.

Because the rain is not the action of stopping the rain, but just stagnant in the air, no longer falling, round water droplets floating in the whole south of the Yangtze River, the hustle and bustle of the rainstorm turned into a dead silence, At that moment, it felt like time stopped.

Zhang Ruosu finally breathed a sigh of relief, such a strong control, it really is that one.

He asked all his disciples to evacuate Jiangnan Road.

Not long after that, news came from the Shangqing Sect from the Seven Yushu Daomen Sect.

"Zhang Ruosu, are you crazy?!"

"Evacuate Jiangnan Dao at this time. Could it be that all the monks in Longhu Mountain are cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death?! If you want to withdraw yourself, why do you order all the monks to leave?! Jiangnan Dao... ..."

Lin Shouyi, Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, suppressed anger in his voice.

Zhang Ruosu moved the phone 30 centimeters away from his ear.

When the old friend over there scolded and said that he had admitted you by mistake, and almost lost the strength of the scolding, he said slowly: "Someone will deal with the problem of Jiangnan Road."

Lin Shouyi was furious: "Who?! Tell me, who is so bold and bold, the old man must be killed by a thunderbolt!"

"Co-workers."

"..."

After a moment of silence on the other side of the hand, there was a messy sound. I don't know if it was knocked over the table or the water glass. busy tone.

Zhang Ruosu shook his Taoist robe, raised his head slightly, let out a breath, and murmured:

"I see……"

"It's really cool."

……………………

At this moment, on the Jiangnan Road battlefield.

The moment Gonggong appeared, the fight turned into a crushing situation.

The person holding the umbrella flew back in embarrassment, half of the cuff of his arm almost cracked and turned into a butterfly. The thousand-year plan collapsed almost in an instant. fear of death.

Why? !

It doesn't make sense at all!

Why does co-working happen? !

Why does Gong Gong appear here!

It's like when playing chess, the opponent's every move is under control.

As a result, the referee directly played on the opposite side.

What else is this playing?

Can't lift the table.

After all, if you don't play table flipping, the person opposite is the patriarch who flipped the table.

It was the master who turned the table directly after his temper got over him, and almost brought the gods of mountains and seas, and all the people in the world to stop playing together.

He resisted with all his strength, but the water veins that had been painstakingly prepared for thousands of years seemed to have their own soul and thinking, directly breaking away from his control, and in turn attacked him continuously. As the master of all water veins, Gonggong didn't need to take action at all. , it has already made him go straight to a desperate situation.

With a wrong step, he staggered and fell backwards.

Countless currents rushed up to the sky and surrounded him. At that moment, there was almost a feeling of suffocation as if he had been thrown into the deep sea and surrounded by endless currents.

He could barely tell whether this was the human world or the waters.

The sense of despair and suffocation made him look dazed, his eyes widened, and memories that he didn't want to recall appeared in front of his eyes——

"You are a chosen saint, to become the bride of the water god..."

"It's a good thing, it's a good thing."

To be dressed in the best clothes and to eat delicious food.

Then he was sent to the high platform.

In the past, those respected clan elders, even their parents, had an extremely pious look on their faces, which only made him feel cold hands and feet, and then he was pushed into the water. Countless people cheered for this, thinking that the disaster would be resolved.

But no one asked, not even her parents asked her that question.

In an instant the light disappeared.

Fall into the deep sea.

When she was about to suffocate to death, she saw the most magnificent and sacred existence...

The words heard at that time came to my ears again.

………………

Memory is always hazy.

The figure holding the umbrella seemed to wake up with a start, panting suddenly, and his eyes regained focus, but this time his body could no longer move, a sword was resting on her neck, the edge of the sword was slightly cold, revealing There is a kind of evil spirit that even gods would find terrifying.

Wei Yuan stood behind her with a calm expression.

Cracks appeared on the quaint oil-paper umbrella.

The bound yellow turban fighters also returned to the space between heaven and earth.

Cutting off the canopy of the umbrella is like cutting off some kind of bondage or cover.

Wei Yuan saw the true face of this figure.

It was a woman with dignified eyebrows, but after a crack appeared in the umbrella, the divinity sensed earlier became weaker and weaker, and another breath appeared, which seemed to exist like a ghost, and the water god Gonggong at this moment No more shots, looking at the woman, surprise appeared in his eyes.

Then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and finally he seemed to see something interesting, and the surprised smile grew bigger and bigger, and finally he couldn't help laughing out loud:

"So it is! So it is!"

"You are not him, but a soul that has a karma with him."

"It looks like you spent more than a thousand years trying to wake him up?"

"Hahahaha... ridiculous!"

The water god's eyes narrowed, but there was a trace of teasing and mockery in those eyes that at least looked gentle at the moment, but he didn't know who the teasing and teasing was aimed at, or just saw some kind of joke that made people feel ridiculous. Extreme thing, he smiled and said:

"Looking at you, you are a living sacrifice to the gods from the human tribe. There are still traces of the rope on your wrist, which means that you still hate those who pushed you into the water as a sacrifice. quality people."

"And now, you're doing things like using other people as sacrifices."

"Did He save you back then?"

"Then he must never have imagined that there is still today."

Wei Yuan guessed the truth of the matter.

The water god sneered and said:

"Wei Yuan, this is the mistake that humans keep repeating. That traitor saved her from the sacrifices of other river gods, but now she wants to sacrifice cities for that traitor. I say five thousand years is short, That’s why, like a circle, humans repeat themselves.”

"Repeat resentment, repeat becoming the kind of person who is resented."

"Never know your mistakes, never know your repentance."

Wei Yuan looked at the subdued woman holding an umbrella.

The latter gritted his teeth and said, "It's my own wish. This matter has nothing to do with respecting the gods."

"Of course it doesn't matter, he's already so weak that he's asleep."

Gong Gong sneered: "But, you want him to revive, this is your wish."

"There is no need to say that you are different from the previous people."

"Wish is obsession and desire."

The Water God stood with his hands behind his back, and said flatly:

"People from the past sacrificed you for their own desires."

"And now, you also want to sacrifice the city for your own desire."

"In my view, it makes no difference."

The doubts in Wei Yuan's heart were getting bigger and bigger, and he finally realized that there was a huge deviation in some of his previous cognitions, just like when he was arguing with the Gonggong and theocratic before, he said slowly: " Gong... who is the traitor you speak of?"

Gong Gong looked down at the increasingly raging river.

"Want to know?"

With a sudden sweep, those rescued school buses fell into the river again.

Wei Yuan's pupils shrank, and he was about to strike again.

But at this time, the originally turbulent river suddenly calmed down, and the waves surged one after another, like flowers blooming on the water, catching the vehicle that was almost falling into the river, and then flattened placed on one side of the land.

No one was hurt.

This is not Wei Yuan's move, let alone Gong Gong.

A faint breath revived.

Wei Yuan looked at the river that seemed to have come to life, and the umbrella-holding woman under his control gritted her teeth. After a long absence, she finally recalled again at this time, when she was used as a living sacrifice to sacrifice to the river god. What you see, what you hear when you see the magnificent scene.

At that time, the mighty god walked in the water and caught the abandoned child.

Then said: "You are crying..."

He whispered what no one had asked her:

"Do you want to live?"

But at this moment, the expression on Gonggong's face was restrained, his eyes became indifferent, and he said:

"It really hasn't changed at all."

He said: "Abandoned the gods, abandoned the mountains and seas, and chose to stay in the world, the water god who lived with humans, a traitor to the gods."

"Tianwu."

PS: Today's first update... 2,800 words.

Buffered chapters, the number of words is slightly less, Gonggong and human beings have different positions, and the traitor he calls is naturally from the perspective of gods.

After waking up in the morning, I found that the next door was being renovated, and the palm of my smoking hand trembled slightly.

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