Feeling the familiar frost of death, Jianjia was shocked inexplicably, very surprised.

The concubine came too quickly and was uninvited.

If Yu Huan's memory is still there, Jian Jia wouldn't be so worried. The key is that this time it is not her but the God of Death.

This time, the coalition seemed to be the three ancient realms working together to fight the way of heaven, but the Frost Fortress has always maintained military independence, and Viagra has also visited the Ark of the Gods from the future.

The god of death imprisoned himself in the frost fortress and did not see any visitors. Even Jianjia was rejected several times when he visited him.

The God of Death and the God of War are the enemy of fate. The God of Death suddenly visited this time, and it was not long before Yuan Rui gave birth to a child and his physical condition was the weakest. The purpose of the visit is very worthy of vigilance.

Yuan Rui was also surprised, but what was even more surprised was that the Temple of War God originally had many guards arranged by her, so the God of Death could not have come to her bedroom silently without her consent.

Unless Chunjun deliberately lets go for the God of Death, the God of Death would not have come here so soon.

Chunjun is an old subordinate of the Demon Dao, and the God of Death was originally the general of the Demon Dao Pojun and the wife of the Daozu.

As for the mistress of the demonic Taoist mother of that school, she had neither a formal marriage nor did she fight side by side with the Taoist ancestor to live and die for the demonic Taoist mother. As for pregnancy and having children, it was a complete accident.

Chunjun regarded her as the main character, and only looked at the title of the mistress.

If it weren't for this title, Chun Jun, who had already transformed into the origin of the sword, would he be willing to obey her orders?

However, Yuan Rui's mood became complicated again when he thought of the God of Death alone facing the Shura Legion and the Evil Legion and would rather die than retreat.

At that time, the God Realm was still in chaos. Jian Jia retreated to the Demon Realm. If Frost Fortress had not served as the bridgehead to defend the defense line, the ancient ancestors would have taken the opportunity to send troops to the God Realm.

It was Yuhun who resisted the pressure with all his might and helped the God Realm share the pressure, and persisted until Murong Yuanrui ascended the throne of the Ancient God King and completed the unification of the Ancient God Realm.

"You don't have to worry too much. Wei Wu didn't really forget everything." Jianjia said to comfort her.

"I don't care, I'm just worried that Zhu Zhao can't stand her power of death." Yuan Rui said lightly with a smile.

After speaking, Yuan Rui signaled the goddess of revenge to leave from the side door with Zhuzhao first.

At this moment, the main entrance was pushed open by someone, and Lin Feng, the ancient god of death, who was wearing a neat armor, walked into the room.

The white hair was tied up with a tying crown, and the peerless face was not covered at all.

The black flames in my eyes burned wildly, the more intense the burning, the more chilled it became.

This is the flame of the God of Death in the Underworld, and the soul is traumatized.

The lips are as dark as ink, and they are pursed into the edge of the blade.

The Grim Reaper's Scythe turned into a black and white snake, hovering on the wrist of Yuhun.

All that exists are illusions, and eternal will surely be destroyed. If you want to transcend from the cycle of life and death, you can only forget.

The snake swallows its tail, and what it has devours everything that has happened in the past, swallows the past self and then regenerates a new self from nothingness.

Yu Huan thought that he would forget everything after rebirth, but he did not expect that his new self would still maintain his original memory.

And the reason why she was able to do this was because Yu Huan had explored the mystery of life and death and realized the method of eternal life from destruction. Eternal life is the foundation of the way of heaven overriding all things. Yu Huan can now be called immortality and immortality.

Her combat power is not strong enough now, but unless the Heavenly Dao takes action personally, no one in the heavens and all realms can kill her again.

Death, the immortal god.

Although Feng Huan still maintains the face of the God of Death in the Underworld and is companion of Bing Shuang Death, her divine nature has long been sublimated beyond the God of Death and is infinitely close to the realm of the way of heaven.

The predecessor of the Heavenly Dao was a great god in the ancient kingdom. Its original power was already powerful enough. After countless years of training, it was time to cultivate to the current state.

The sage was able to start his practice with the resentful soul of the Lin girl four hundred years ago, and with the help of Pojun's fate, he got to this day step by step. He is enough to be the number one person in heaven and earth, and even surpassed the devil's ancestor Xie Moling.

Three thousand years ago, people only knew the ancestors and ignored the Pojun of the Demonic Way.

Three thousand years later, Wang Huan was born with the fate of Pojun, and everyone in heaven and earth must look up to the glory of the god of death.

However, no one knows about Vivian's current combat power. Although Chunjun and Aofeng have seen the power of the God of Death, they do not know that she has already spyed on the path of eternal life.

Others cannot sense the hidden power of death, but the candlelight in the arms of the goddess of vengeance and Youying in the arms of the goddess of ice and snow sense the threat from the god of death.

Youying first woke up from her deep sleep, stared at her black eyes and looked around for a while, and finally fixed her eyes on Yu Huan, and cried with a loud cry just one glance.

When Xiao Youying cried, Xiao Zhuzhao was also awakened.

Like his sister, Xiao Zhuzhao only glanced at Yuhuan, then clenched her fists and cried endlessly.

The two little guys could feel the threat from Yuhun. Similarly, Yuhun also felt two huge and unfathomable innate Qi of the two qi, the Supreme Yang Qi and the Supreme Yin Qi from them.

In addition, Feng Huan also noticed that their souls were also marked by the Sun Essence and Taiyin Essence. Feng Huan was originally very strange how Murong Yuanrui opened the Chaos Divine Eyes, but after seeing these little children, he finally understood.

Indoor, eyes are intertwined and the baby is crying.

The poor little guy cried so hard, but he didn't get any comfort.

Even their mother Murong Yuanrui seemed to have not realized it, her eyes were all on Yuhun.

Jianjia wanted to speak out and break the silence, but she didn't know where to start.

Yuan Rui is the mistress of the devil's Tao, and Feng Huan is my wife, but Jian Jia only has the title of a Taoist couple.

Although she didn't care about her status at all, she knew in her heart that her best way to deal with it at this time was to be silent.

The crying of Youying and Zhuzhao became louder and louder, and it was heartbreaking.

The goddess of vengeance and the goddess of ice and snow looked at Murong Yuanrui repeatedly, but Murong Yuanrui still stared at Yumeng with a cold expression.

At this time, Yu Huan also withdrew his gaze from You Yingzhuzhao and faced Murong Yuanrui's eyes.

The black burning flames made Yuan Rui unable to detect Feng Huan's thoughts, and he didn't know that she had regained her original memory.

Since Wu Hun came in, Murong Yuanrui was using the way of the God of War to conceal the panic in his heart. As the child cried, the panic became stronger and stronger.

Just when she was about to be unable to hide it, Yumeng finally spoke: "The child is crying so hard, are you hungry?"

When this statement comes out, it is like a bolt from the blue.

Who would have thought that the God of Death brought endless divine power to the Temple of War, and the first thing he said was to care whether the child was hungry.

Jian Jia held his forehead, and Yuan Rui felt even more urge to vomit blood. He thought to himself, I just fed them and coaxed them to sleep. If you didn’t come, why would they cry and make trouble?

However, she had not confirmed the purpose of her husband's arrival, and still asked seriously: "Your Majesty the God of Death is here, I don't know what's going on?"

"I'll take a look at his children." Yumeng said lightly.

After speaking, Yuhun walked towards the goddess of vengeance. Before reaching out to hug the candle, Yuhun asked again: "Can I hug him?"

"Of course." When Yuan Rui said this, he rolled his eyes in his heart.

Yu Huan's words and deeds can always invisibly collapse Murong Yuanrui's three views. She still remembers the scene when Yu Huan hugged her and left a kiss with a god of death when she first entered Guixu. At that time, she was really scared by Yu Huan's frivolous behavior.

Now Wang Huan is coming to the Temple of War with endless divine power, and is so shocked that she cries endlessly. She thought she must be a good person who will not come, but she is just to see the children.

Xiao Zhuzhao was originally crying endlessly, but was hugged by the beloved, and the crying stopped abruptly.

A pair of black eyes showed a look of grievance. It was not that I didn’t want to cry, but that I didn’t dare.

After looking at him for a long time, he looked up and asked, "He is a handsome man, why did you give him an ugly monkey?"
Chapter completed!