Chapter 1294 Argument and Gossip

Genres:Sci-Fi and Supernatural Last update:25/03/24 18:16:28
    Deng Chan Yu was silent for a moment, and the difference in realm between the two sides was too great. She had seen the great secret in Ming's heart, and this secret was indeed not small, but its authenticity was still in doubt.

    She said directly, "Your secret is related to the nine suns shot down by Hou Yi. You think that the nine suns did not die, and they turned into nine immortals, then agreed to marry the only true hero in the world. Jealousy led you to make an agreement with the nine immortals: if you kill Hou Yi, they will all marry you together? Your Great Sun Gold Flame was also given to you by them, wasn't it?"

    Deng Chan Yu felt a slight pain in her teeth. If it weren't for the very clear and important memories of Peng Long, she would even suspect that the other party used some kind of mental magic to deceive her with his heart-reading.

    How could that be?!

    The nine golden suns transformed into nine immortals?

    She couldn't imagine at all what the nine brothers looked like when they dressed up as women.

    Or, are the nine golden suns always female, with only Luoyu one male?

    Even with nine immortals marrying you together, Deng Chan Yu felt disgusted. You should take a look at the mirror at your appearance, with your wild boar-like head and rat-like eyes. Marrying nine immortals at once? Do you even deserve it?

    This story seems ambiguous and contradicts the information Deng Chan Yu has always known. There must be some hidden secrets that are not known to others.

    Deng Chan Yu has already seen the memories of Meng, and she also browsed through Chang'e's memories by accident. Now she urgently needs to see the memories of Hou Yi.

    When the memories of the three parties merge together, she will be able to piece together the truth.

    Just that Hou Yi has been trapped for too long, his soul and body are uncertain.

    From this perspective, it can be seen that the weakness of the witch tribe is that their bodies are strong but their souls are weak. The great shaman of the witch tribe cannot be compared to Taiyi and Dashluo of the Xuanmen School, but they are also at about the same level of high-level experts. Now Hou Yi's soul strength is even weaker than that of a Tianxian.

    "Wake up." No longer willing to wait, Deng Chan Yu directly used the method of "saying and doing," which is an important sign of a Perfect Saint.

    She also injected a Soul-Stabilizing Pill into the soul body, turning the pure black pill into a dirty one. After the pill cracked open in the middle, Hou Yi's soul body also stabilized.

    She immediately cast her gaze over, watching Hou Yi's memories.

    Comparing the memories of the three parties, she quickly found a key figure deeply hidden in the entire incident. This was a familiar person, the second son of the Dragon Ancestor, the wild father of Fu Xi, the oldest Primordial God, the Thunder God.

    The Thunder God reminded Hou Yi that Meng used poisonous liquid to soak the arrowhead, intending to kill him. Hou Yi believed that he had taught everything he knew to his disciples and they were like father and son. How could Meng harm him? He didn't believe it at all.

    Hou Yi's arrows for the sun had consumed nine arrows when shooting at the nine suns, leaving only one. He had left it at home and only brought the bow with him.

    The Thunder God then gifted Hou Yi ten thunder arrows, and Hou Yi thought that since he used nine arrows to shoot at the suns before, he should only take nine this time.

    After that, the Thunder God never appeared in Hou Yi's memories again. However, during the days leading up to Peng Long's encounter with the nine immortals, there were consecutive days of thunderstorms. This made Deng Chan Yu have a great doubt about the Thunder God.

    What is the old man up to? Is he also eyeing the throne of Tian Di?

    Deng Chan Yu thought that her guess was relatively reasonable.

    Before the conclusion of the War between the Witch and Demon, no one expected Hong Zhen to send his disciples to become Tian Di.

    If Ju Yin falls, Lei Shen has enough prestige to seize the throne of Tian Di.

    In ancient and modern times, the Thunder God has always been an important deity. In many myths, he is even the supreme deity. The Thunder God secluded himself in the Lei Sea, not because he was indifferent to worldly fame and fortune, but because many powerful figures did not want to see him take power. Once he became the supreme ruler of the three realms, linked with the Dragon Clan, and favored by the Witch Tribe, his authority would far exceed that of Hou Tian.

    Hongjun the Old sends Hou Tian to become the emperor of the heavens, which can be said to be pulling out the root of the problem, a truly cunning move.

    Deng Chan Yu roughly understood Lei Shen's plan, and then there was nothing else. What could she do? Take revenge for Hou Yi? It was not Lei Shen who killed him.

    For Meng Long to avenge? He's still thinking about marrying the nine immortals.

    Avenge Chang'e? Avenge the nine golden suns? Neither is applicable. The matter is in the past.

    She winked at Chang'e, Hou Yi had already awakened. What are you waiting for? Hurry up, it's your turn.

    Chang'e showed a look of distress. She indeed had many things to say in her heart, but the scene was not just filled with Deng Chan Yu; there was also Peng Long present. How could she open her mouth then?

    Deng Chan Yu had no intention to avoid it. I brought you here from a long distance and used one piece of Soul-Stabilizing Pill. If we don't take advantage of this opportunity to eat some peaches, it would be too bad.

    She stood still, just to watch the show.

    Chang'e could only pretend she didn't exist. At this moment, Hou Yi had already awakened. This great shaman lacked a physical body, but his gaze was still as sharp as a sword, piercingly fixed on Chang'e. There was no warmth in his eyes, which did not resemble the look of a husband gazing upon his wife of many years.

    Chang'e's guilt in her heart was actually not much. At this moment, seeing Hou Yi's cold gaze, the accumulated resentment from being "rehabilitated" forcefully had all been directed at this side.

    "What are you looking at? The 'waste grain' wife at home is not as beautiful as the gorgeous mistress outside, is that it? You shot Fengyi's eye blind for the whore Musi, how about giving me a shot too? Come on! Come and shoot me dead with one arrow!” Chang'e's initial voice was somewhat low and thick, as if she hadn't been this angry for a long time. When she got to the middle of her speech, the momentum finally erupted. Her tone was two octaves higher.

    Deng Chan Yu was very pleased. This piece of gossip was quite juicy, and it even involved the old friends Fengyi and Loshen. Zhet ze, this circle is really chaotic.

    The essence of eating gossip lies in the twist, and Deng Chan Yu looked forward to it eagerly.

    Hou Yi did indeed become enraged: "Musi? What does Musi have to do with this? You are materialistic and unwilling to live a poor life with me. You act like a bitter wife all day, complaining about this and that! The Wu clan guard at the Southern Heaven Gate gave you a hairpin. How happy you looked! Do you think I don't know?"

    Deng Chan Yu was greatly surprised. Wu Gang? Wu Gang had been watching the gate since the times of Di Jun? The male third in this family drama has officially made an appearance. Good, exciting!

    "You are cunning and deceitful. You seem to be a hero, but you're just acting like a man!"

    "You are sharp and harsh, with a pair of peach blossom eyes and a naturally black heart!"

    The couple's mutual accusations were so thrilling that Deng Chan Yu couldn't help but cheer.

    However, after watching them argue for nearly a quarter of an hour, Deng Chan Yu felt a bit bored. The fire on the side of Mount Bi was still burning, and She Cha could ask Anya to watch the fire, but she couldn't help her fight against the FengPanYinImprint. The agreement was only two minutes, and Deng Chan Yu had eaten enough of the gossip. It was time to take care of business.

    "Hahaha." She coughed once, the couple was too engrossed in their argument to notice. She had to use the Daoist Sound again and coughed once more.

    The seemingly ordinary coughing sound was like a thunderclap in their ears, and the couple was very in sync at this moment, closing their mouths simultaneously.