The air is very dull.

The gods have long since disappeared from the singing of birds and flowers in the past, and they are full of vitality, with only blood all over the ground.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as corpses everywhere.

The sky turned into three places.

One place is the God of Light and the God of Light. Where he is located, there is a bright light, and he deserves to be the God of Light!

One place is the God of Death and the Underworld Spirit led by the God of Death. Where he is located is full of purple and full of solemnity.

Neutral is the god of music and the flower qin elves she leads. Her place is the sound barrier she releases by herself. The flashy piano in her hand emits a faint halo.

Everything in the past was like a bubble, and it broke at a glance.

Friends of the past, enemies of today.

"Traitor Wuhen! Return the underworld spear immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for being polite!" The God of Light held the long sword Lieyang in his hand, and the armor on his body added a little domineering to him!

"Ha." Wuhen chuckled, stretched out his right hand, and started the Nether Spear.

The tip of the gun with a cold and solemn aura pointed directly at the God of Light, and his voice was extremely cold, "What qualifications do you have? Call me that. Or, what identity should I face me? God of Light."

The orange-red eyes of the God of Light were colliding with those beautiful, beautiful, cold, and ruthless eyes.

He could always see the faint smile in his eyes before.

Now it's just like the ice shattered in the eyes, biting cold and so cold!

"Wuhen, you know!" The God of Light was a little anxious, "As long as you return the Nether Spear and seal the Underworld, we are still good brothers! I will plead with my father and let him let you go!"

Wuhen's eyes were not retracted at all, "You mean, we are not good brothers now. So what should we do now, enemies, strangers, or passers-by."

Enemies, strangers, passers-by!

The God of Light shouted, "Don't you remember the original agreement between the three of us?!"

Wuhen's hand tightened.

Yinmeng's eyes were shaken.

—————Memories dividing line

"He is the new God of Death - Wuhen." The Sun God said to the young God of Light.

The God of Light tilted his head and saw Wuhen standing beside the God of Sun.

His eyes are so beautiful.

This is the first feeling of God of Light when he sees God of Death.

There is no murderous aura as imagined, but only cold.

Wuhen's eyes were ink blue and very bright, just like a broken diamond emitting light in his eyes, very dazzling.

"Hello, I'm ×××." The God of Light showed a very good-looking smile.

[Because of the plot, the name of God of Light will not be disclosed for the time being.]

Wuhen: Indifference × 1

"Hey! Hey! Why are you so young and the god of death!" The God of Light tried to make Wuhen speak.

Wuhen: Indifference × 2

"That Wuhen, I am the God of Light. Whoever bullies you in the future will ask me and I will help you get revenge!" The God of Light showed off his thin arms.

Wuhen: Indifference × 3

"Wuhen, Wuhen, we are good friends, why don't you talk?" The God of Light chirped.

Wuhen: Indifference × 4

"Why don't you speak? I'm very tired and bored by myself." The God of Light felt that he was so cold.

Wuhen: Indifference × 5

"Forget it, I'll take you to see a friend of mine."

"oh."

The God of Light was frightened, "Hey Hey?! Are you not a mute?"

"No, I'm just teasing you." Wuhen's eyes bent, and there was a faint smile in his eyes.

"You fool me!" The God of Light's face turned red with anger!

"Let's go and meet the friend you mentioned." Wuhen still had a smile in his eyes.

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"Is this the God of Death?" A little girl (elf) sitting on the flower rattan chair looked at Wuhen lightly, and then gave a summary, "This doesn't look very good, it looks like a woman."

Wuhen's face is very white, with blue hair and waist.

Looking closely, it really looks a bit like.

Wuhen was also looking at the girl (elf):

The long light green hair is flying, and a light green flower is tied to the hair above the ear, light green eyes, tender white skin, cherry-like mouth, a light green dress, and a white ribbon tied around the waist, flying.

Like a fairy dancing among the flowers.

It also has a faint fragrance.

The God of Light interjected from time to time, "Her name is Yinmeng, and she is the God of Yinqin."

"Hello, I'm Wuhen." Wuhen smiled faintly.

Yinmeng raised her eyes and glanced at him lightly, without saying a word.

Wuhen was a little embarrassed.

"Wuhen, you must have never heard Yinmeng play the piano. It sounds very nice. Yinmeng, please play a song for Wuhen to listen to." The God of Light suggested.

Yinmeng raised her eyes again, just glanced at them, and then responded lightly, and stopped looking at them again.

Hold your palm down, and your back is facing up, and slowly lift it up.

As he raised his hands, an antique long piano appeared faintly, and finally turned into a real one, and his hands covered the strings.

"This piano is called the Fuhua Qin." Yinmeng's faint voice sounded, "This piano is an ancient artifact. The piano body is carved from spiritual sycamore wood, and it was made once. The strings were created by the original creation. The piano can recognize the master, but now it is mainly recognized by me. The blood covenant is the connection between us. If the blood covenant is not broken for a day, this master will be me."

She glanced at the two of them again, "I want to play the song "Rebirth". Can you listen to it when you see the past?"

"Yes! Yes!" The God of Light Chicken pecked at the rice.

Wuhen frowned slightly and agreed.

Yinmeng lowered her head and became obsessed with her eyes!

The slender fingers gently plucked the strings, and the first note was released. Then, the beginning of the song slowly flowed out like a stream.

The sound of the piano is also like the sigh of the autumn wind blowing down.

Like sad tears, like bitter heart, the prosperous world flowing out of the song is just a handful of ashes and will eventually dissipate.

They are comrades who have fought side by side for many years and know each other's tricks very well. Although the song "Sighing Song" can eliminate impatience, it cannot hide the facts.

The God of Light is difficult to solve, but why is Wuhen?

The two are in a place of light and darkness, and their strength is not comparable.

The sound of the piano suddenly changed!

Turn virtual into reality!

Yinmeng took action!

The light god and Wuhen both had color on them, so it was naturally caused by the opponent's weapons.

And it is quite serious, it is difficult to take on Yinmeng’s trick!

The sound blade cut out the blood dance in the sky.

The God of Light looked at the wound on his body incredibly.

"You...!" The God of Light's eyes turned red and his aura surged, "The Curse of Light!"

The light spell can suppress half of all attribute abilities that are not restrained by oneself and will swallow energy.

Yinmeng smiled bitterly, and the mark of the light curse appeared on her forehead, a purple flower - Mandala.

The glittering piano lost its luster and fell in an instant.

"Seal!" A god general sealed his hand.

He was a very inconspicuous god general, with huge silver armor covering his whole body.

Only a pair of dark eyes were revealed.

Huge chains grew wildly from the ground, and quickly landed on the glitz-like piano. A huge magic array was formed under the glitz-like piano.

Looking down from a high altitude, there is a huge word "风".

The glittering piano floats in the center, dull and dull.

Yin Meng, who had lost contact with Fuhuaqin, suddenly vomited blood, and her face turned pale in an instant.

"Yinmeng?!" The God of Light, who had recovered his mind, widened his eyes.

"...goodbye..." He smiled bitterly and disappeared from the spot.

Green dust is floating.

The wind blows, but the dust is just a handful of flowers.

The wind falls, but the world is clear.

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This is the previous article extra of the previous article, more than 2,700 words~
Chapter completed!