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Chapter 672 The Three Principles of the Goddess’s Salvation (3)

"Or--"

She suddenly stopped, the light from the sky shining through the dome, casting a tiny golden shadow between her brows, "Do you think that the fact that the Ninth Heaven was peaceful and without any incident during the eight hundred years that I was guarding the Sky Crack Abyss was actually a fault?"

At this point, Song Yuesheng's voice suddenly turned harsh, "Could it be that the Gods should now open the gates of heaven and welcome the demons to join in the celebration?"

"But it's fine. The three tribes strolling around drinking tea is not a good thing."

"you!"

The general’s face was as pale as gold paper, and the golden mace in his hand vibrated.

The entire Lingxiao Palace fell into deathly silence in an instant; even the auspicious clouds wrapped around the Panlong Pillar were frozen in place.

After a long time, the Emperor's crown tassels swayed slightly, and a distant voice came from the nine-story jade throne.

"Shuanghua, Tianxiyuan is the lifeblood of the gods. We can't treat it lightly."

As soon as the Emperor of Heaven finished speaking, the clouds in the palace stagnated and the immortals held their breath.

Song Yuesheng suddenly chuckled, his fingertips gently stroking the dark patterns on his sleeves, and there seemed to be cold stars floating in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, since you know that the Sky Crack Abyss is related to the lifeblood of the Gods, you should understand even more—"

She raised her eyes, her gaze like a blade, piercing the high seat, "With the talent of the Water God, he should be allowed to lead the troops. It would be a real joke for him to guard the Sky Crack Abyss."

The Emperor of Heaven remained silent.

The general standing by shouted angrily: "Shuanghua! How can you question or speculate on any decision made by the Emperor of Heaven?"

"Question?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, with a smile that did not reach her eyes. "I, the God, did not know how to put the right people in the right positions, and ended up questioning the Emperor of Heaven. It seems that the people of the God Clan a thousand years later are just like this."

Veins popped up on the general's face and his sword vibrated in its sheath, but he finally didn't dare to act rashly in Lingxiao Palace.

But his expression said it all.

"Yunzhu." The Emperor of Heaven suddenly spoke, and the sound of the bead curtains colliding carried an invisible pressure, "What do you think?"

The water god in white stepped out calmly, the shark silk hanging from his jade crown hiding the undercurrent in his eyes.

"As for the affairs of the Nine Heavens, we should follow the lead of the Emperor of Heaven."

A gentle voice echoed in the hall.

This seemingly respectful answer actually pushed the hot potato back into the hands of the Emperor of Heaven.

No one likes "life or death determined by one sentence".

So do the gods.

The Emperor of Heaven was extremely upset.

I didn’t expect that the marriage stars would have such a great influence on a person.

Nine days to go.

"I wanted to give up my power." The Emperor's voice suddenly softened, and the tassels on his crown swayed slightly. "But Shuanghua, you have been injured since you returned to the Ninth Heaven. I really can't bear to send you to Tianxiyuan when you are injured and weak. With Yunzhu here, you can rest in peace."

Just when everyone thought Song Yuesheng would refuse, she bowed.

"In that case... then I would like to thank the Emperor of Heaven and... the Water God."

Knew it.

is the worst outcome.

If she doesn't hand over the power to guard Tianxiyuan, the Emperor of Heaven won't have to make any more arrangements after she "disappears" in the future.

Xie Shuying, who was standing at the end, showed an expression of understanding.

It turns out that this is what Song Yuesheng was talking about last night.

With her around, Song Yuesheng couldn't possibly think of taking back Tianxiyuan and establishing a secret meeting with them.

Not long after, the morning meeting ended.

Xie Shuying agreed with the Sizhu of Tianyuan Palace and others to go to the human world to prepare things for the wedding, and left Lingxiao Palace as soon as possible.

"Frost Flower."

Yun Zhu blocked Song Yuesheng's way back to Tianren Palace.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Song Yuesheng raised his eyes slightly: "What does the Water God mean?"

Yun Zhu didn't like her calm appearance.

He said: "You said with certainty last night that you wanted to take back the power to guard the Sky Rift Abyss, but your behavior just now didn't seem like what you were thinking? You used to..."

"Before?" Song Yuesheng chuckled. "If the Water God knew me in the past, he wouldn't have such doubts. I gave up because I couldn't defy fate, and I didn't have the ability to resist the Emperor of Heaven. I have something else to do, so goodbye."

"Sister Yue, you should actually be nicer to the male protagonist Yun Zhu. His identity can help you obtain the healing power of the Yaoshan Goddess."

"The male protagonist is a bomb that could explode at any time. We don't need his help."

Song Yuesheng has seen through the system carried by Blue Sparrow.

There is no gold finger

The male and female protagonists cannot have the intention to kill.

After the mission difficulty is upgraded, indirect deaths are also counted.

The heroine of this world has zero affinity with the hero, so why would she need to bury a bomb next to her that could explode at any time?

Come and deal with it.

Anyway, there is no way she would take the initiative to look for them.

On her way back to the Sky Blade Palace, she turned in front of the Heavenly Law Monument. The three pointers of different lengths in the circular groove on it showed the changes in time in the Nine Heavens.

From the time the two people came last night, it is not difficult to guess that the time hand was at zero.

It is now the first quarter of the morning.

In other words, two and a half months have passed in the human world.

According to the day of the awarding of the Goddess of Yaoshan, wouldn't she have reached the Ninth Heaven long ago?

Sudden.

There was the sound of weapons clashing from the front.

"How dare you! How can you just break into the Ninth Heaven?" the heavenly soldier shouted.

"I'm not an assassin, I'm..."

Yao Ran was just about to reveal her identity as the Goddess of Yao Mountain, but when she saw Song Yue Sheng walking towards her, she stood there in a daze, her face pale, and her slender jade finger tremblingly pointed at her.

"You, you've already died!"

"How dare you!" The Heavenly Soldier held his halberd in a horizontal position. "This is the Supreme God Shuanghua. How can you be so rude to me?"

Yaoran's pupils suddenly shrank and he understood everything in an instant.

A hint of bitterness appeared at the corners of her lips, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for the affectionate fox.

The word "deep love" is the cheapest to the gods in the Ninth Heaven.

Song Yuesheng took in all the changes in her expression and asked calmly, "What happened?"

"Reporting to the God." The heavenly soldier clasped his fists, "This little fairy is sneaky and he was hesitant when asked about his origins..."

Song Yuesheng pretended to look at Yaoran seriously, and suddenly realized something. He said, "Nonsense! This is the goddess of Yaoshan Mountain. She will be rewarded tomorrow. How can you be so negligent?"

The heavenly soldiers were shocked when they heard this and quickly put away their weapons and stepped aside.

Several people said words like apology.

Song Yuesheng also walked forward and prepared to help her up.

however.

No one expected that this kind-hearted goddess of Yaoshan, who loved to watch magic shows, would speak rudely to the Lord Shuanghua.

"I have mysophobia, so I don't need a hypocritical god like you to help me up."

Yao Ran waved her arm away.

Song Yuesheng's hand, which was hanging in the air, paused slightly, and then calmly withdrew it into his sleeve.

Her eyes were as gentle as usual, and her voice was like a clear spring: "I met the goddess for the first time today, but have I offended her in any way?"

"You've offended me in every way!"

When Yao Ran saw her, he was reminded of the series of stupid things the fox had done six hundred years ago in order to save his so-called "deceased wife", and he felt very upset.

She pointed at a heavenly soldier and said, "Take me to the Heavenly Queen immediately. I don't want to see her at the reward banquet tomorrow."

The celestial soldier who was targeted had sweat on his forehead, and his eyes wandered between the two gods.

This kind of blatant targeting is rare in the Ninth Heaven.

Not to mention that neither side can be easily offended.

I didn't know what to do for a while.

Song Yuesheng suddenly smiled and said, "Then take the goddess there. By the way, tell the Queen of Heaven that I have just recovered from a serious injury and it is not suitable for me to see guests. Please ask her not to let the crane deliver the invitation."

"Yes, God."

The celestial soldier took the order, walked to the front, and said, "Goddess, please."

Yaoran's disgust towards Song Yuesheng increased.

As he passed by her, he said viciously, "Rather than being gentle and considerate, Supreme Goddess Shuanghua is more of a hypocritical and strong person!"

Gone.

A goddess who has lived in the remote mountains on earth for a long time.

Neither the original owner nor she had ever seen Yaoran.

There is so much malice in the first encounter, it can only be related to an old acquaintance.

oops.

It’s really hard to guess.

When the heavenly soldiers saw Song Yuesheng's mouth curled up, they were frightened and could not help but leave.

When she returned to the Tianren Palace, the crimson figure at the door made Song Yuesheng hold her forehead with a headache.

How many days has it been?

How come he came back so quickly?

Noticing the gaze, the man suddenly turned around.

The moment their eyes met, the coldness in Jiang Fei's eyes melted away like spring snow.

He walked over and treated him with the etiquette of the gods.

"God."

Song Yuesheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he said calmly: "When you left, I told you the identity of the demon king Jiang Fei. Haven't you recovered your memory yet?"

Jiang Fei shook his head, his red hairband swaying in the wind, making his features look picturesque, but revealing a hint of confusion: "No."

"Since you haven't recovered your memory and don't want to look for your past, why do you come to my Tianren Palace?" Her tone was calm, but there was a hint of inquiry in it.

Jiang Fei was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised her eyes, with undercurrents surging in her eyes.

"I dreamed that ..."

His voice was low and hoarse, and he spoke word by word, "You're married."