At the same time, the Demon King searched for his breath and arrived at a secret barrier in the underworld, and the Demon King from the Demon Realm also arrived at the same time.

They looked at each other in surprise.

"Why is the Demon Emperor here?" The Demon Emperor spoke first, standing with his hands behind his back and looking at the Demon Emperor lightly.

"Then, why is the Demon Emperor here?" The Demon Emperor straightened his robe, flicked his wide sleeves, and imitated the Demon Emperor's example of standing upright, and asked.

"I am out of seclusion and wandering around here." The Demon Emperor said nonsense, squinting at the Demon Emperor, not missing any of his expressions.

"What a coincidence, the same is true for this emperor." The Demon Emperor chuckled calmly, all of them are human beings.

"It's really a coincidence." The Demon Emperor sneered. He didn't believe it, but it was important and he couldn't continue arguing, so he tentatively walked forward.

"There is a barrier here." The Demon King immediately followed, looking at the miasma forest that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"You can't hide this little skill from me," the Demon Emperor said arrogantly.

The Demon King has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, but he looks like he is only in his forties. He has a handsome appearance, eyes that shoot out cold stars, a majestic body, a broad chest, and a majestic momentum.

"The Demon Emperor is mighty, so please come!" The Demon Emperor made a modest appearance, smiling superficially but not smiling at all.

His appearance is comparable to that of the Demon Emperor, but he is more charming and charming than the Demon Emperor.

Passing through the miasma is a purple bamboo forest. Behind the forest is an ordinary yard with a double boundary. The yard is full of peach trees.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom here. Not only is the scenery beautiful, but the fragrance is also pleasant.

The two of them approached the yard, and the cry of their young son kept coming from inside the house.

The two looked at each other and smiled at each other with unclear meaning.

The two men stepped forward, and the Demon Emperor waved his right hand, breaking the barrier. The door was struck by powerful spiritual power and opened instantly.

A man and a woman in the house were still immersed in the joy of Xi Delin'er. Suddenly, the barrier outside the house was broken, and powerful spiritual power came, and they suddenly became vigilant.

The man immediately stepped forward to investigate. When he saw the visitor, he was shocked and didn't know how to react.

The two people outside the house teleported forward. When they saw the situation inside the house, they were equally shocked. They looked at each other with anger rising.

"You fox tribe are really born with foxes! Huh!" The Demon King saw a woman holding a newborn son in the room. He was so angry that he took the lead to speak out, and said with a strange tone.

"Haha, that's ridiculous. Aren't you dragons also naturally cunning?" The Demon King looked at the man at the door, then at the woman. The young son in the woman's arms was crying.

Then, the Demon King and the Demon King looked at each other angrily, clenching their fists, and a halo of spiritual power appeared around both of them, making the atmosphere tense and weird to the extreme.

"Zixi has met the emperor and the demon emperor!" The smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger, as if a fight was about to start in the next second.

Luo Zixi immediately stepped forward, stood between the two of them, and forced himself to greet each other in order to prevent the two of them from actually fighting.

"Shuzi, you and my precious granddaughter Churou have a child, and you are still called the Demon Emperor!" The Demon Emperor withdrew his spiritual power and looked at the Demon Emperor with an arrogant look.

"Zixi has met the Demon Emperor Ancestor." Seeing this, Ye Churou immediately hugged her young son and came forward to greet him.

"Yes!" The Demon King nodded, looked at Ye Churou, looked up and down, and was quite satisfied with this grandson's wife.

Although he has been in seclusion for tens of thousands of years, he still knows a little about the outside world. The woman in front of him is a demon god respected by the six realms, and she is a perfect match for his eldest grandson.

When Luo Zixi saw this, they looked at each other and smiled. The crisis was over and they immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the storm did not fall on them.

"Hurry up and show me your great-grandson!" The Demon Emperor stretched out his hand to take the youngest son from Ye Churou's hand.

"I will take a look first!" The Demon Emperor immediately stopped the Demon Emperor with an expression as if you dare to make a move.

"That's the heir of my dragon clan." The Demon Emperor became anxious and threw the Demon Emperor away.

"That's still from my fox clan!" The Demon Emperor refused.

The atmosphere became tense again. Luo Zixi and Ye Churou exchanged glances and planned to run away, fearing that they would fight and hurt the child later.

At this time, the youngest son suddenly burst into tears and laughed. The four of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere relaxed again, and the youngest son started to giggle.

The top of Kunlun.

"Sovereign God, Lord God, look, there is a vision coming from the sky, all six realms are appearing..." In the Luo Shen Palace on the top of Kunlun Mountain, a little immortal official who looked like a fifteen or sixteen year old boy appeared happily in front of Sikong Shiting.

"Isn't Tianzun in retreat? How could he come to our Luoshen Palace in a leisurely manner?" Sikong glanced behind the young man and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

The young man frowned and was stunned. Suddenly he noticed someone behind him and immediately turned around to greet him.

"I'm out of seclusion today. I haven't seen Lord Sikong for a long time, so I came here to ask for a cup of tea." Tianzun was actually worried that today's vision was related to Sikong.

When he heard the bell ringing, he immediately made a divination. The divination showed that Sikong was a variable. He was puzzled and came to visit.

"Yiqing, prepare tea!" The young man called Yiqing.

"Today, there is a strange phenomenon in the six realms of heaven. Does Lord Sikong know the reason?" Tianzun sat down opposite Sikong.

"I don't know." Sikong's face was expressionless, his eyes still closed.

"After today, I'm afraid there will be chaos in the six realms." Tianzun stared closely at Sikong's expression and said tentatively.

"As long as I am here, there will be no chaos." Sikong finally opened his eyes, straightened his clothes and sat upright.

I remember that in the battle of Hongmeng Mountain, if Lord Sikong hadn't deliberately thrown a chess piece to break the situation, both Luo Chen and Ying Shang would have died that day, and the grudges between the gods and demons would have continued unendingly.

That day Sikong made it clear that he wanted them to have a truce, but no one dared to refute it. No one in the six realms dared to refute Sikong.

Not to mention the value of force, just because of his status as the God of Luck, no one wants to mess with him, and no one dares to mess with him. All the luck of the creatures in the six realms is tied to his every breath and breath.

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"How could Lord Sikong not know about the affairs of the six realms!" Tianzun said unwillingly, insisting on finding out what happened.

"I, the Lord, do not care about worldly affairs." Sikong looked at Tianzun with disdain.

"I made a divination for Lord Sikong today..." Tianzun continued to test.

"There is no need for Tianzun to worry about my god's affairs. Yiqing, let's see the guests off." Sikong interrupted Tianzun's words, and Yiqing just brought tea out.

Yiqing put the tea on the stone table, saluted Tianzun, and made a gesture of invitation.

Tianzun glanced at Sikong, who was drinking tea alone and ignoring him. He glanced at Sikong again without raising his head, so he had no choice but to leave.

"Yiqing, go get the chessboard from this god." After Tianzun left, Sikong called out. He was very flustered today, inexplicably nervous and restless.

"Why did the Lord Shen suddenly ask for a chessboard? But for divination?" Yiqing came over with the chessboard in his arms, looked at Sikong, and then at the chessboard.

As soon as Tianzun left, Sikong began to make divination and made a guess, fearing that something bad might happen.

"Yeah!" Sikong said lightly.

Yiqing is his only attendant. In addition to taking care of his daily life, he also takes care of all the affairs of Luoshen Palace for him.

"The Lord God has not played divination since the Battle of Hongmeng Mountain a hundred thousand years ago. What is the purpose of divination when the chessboard is reopened today?" Yiqing arranged the chessboard and the black and white pieces one by one.

"Once it's clear, I'm afraid I will be away for a while." Sikong grabbed a handful of black chess pieces in his hand.

"Where are you going, Master Shen? But you want to travel? How about taking Yiqing with you?" Yiqing was worried about what Sikong would do if he didn't have someone else to take care of him.

"My God, the deadline is coming!" Sikong turned the black piece in his hand, lingering on it, staring at the chessboard and brewing.

"Now even the gods have learned to joke with Yiqing!" Yiqing didn't believe it.

In these six realms, no one knows Sikong’s true name, let alone his age, or where he comes from.

"Until I rebuild my physical body and my soul returns to its original position, you must guard Kunlun." Sikong gently threw the black piece onto the chessboard.

"Yiqing understands!" Yiqing believed it, holding his tongue and feeling uncomfortable.

Sikong picked him up at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. He has never left Sikong for a hundred thousand years.

"Yeah!" After Sikong threw the black stones, only one fell into the chessboard, and the rest were hanging in the air.

"What is the divine divination about?" Yiqing looked at Sikong, who looked like he was twenty even though he had white hair.

"The road to the next life." Sikong looked at the chess game and smiled. He was very satisfied with the ending.

"The Lord God is not here, what should Yiqing do if others visit?" Sikong Xijing, on weekdays Yiqing would always decline many visitors for him.

"Let's just say that I am practicing in seclusion. Don't let any news about this matter leak out, otherwise the six realms will be in chaos." Sikong grabbed another white chess piece in his hand.

"Yiqing would like to obey the Lord God's instructions." Yiqing silently retreated.

At this time, a civet cat approached Sikong leisurely. It was the element-eating beast civet cat that was uniquely favored by Sikong, named Ayu.

Back then, Sikong was traveling in the mortal world. He was accidentally injured and fell into a cliff. There was a shallow cave at the mouth of the cliff, which was the residence of Wandering Ayu.

Sikong was unconscious all the time, so Ayu licked Sikong's wounds every day. When Sikong woke up, he picked up various kinds of prey and gave them to Sikong every day.

After Sikong recovered from his injury, he felt grateful for Ayou, so he took Ayou with him to continue traveling. When the trip was over, he brought Ayou back to Kunlun, where he became Sikong's favorite from then on.

"Ayyu, come here!" Sikong stretched out his hands toward Ayyu, brought his knees together, and motioned for Ayyu to jump into his arms.

Ayou licked his tongue and jumped up onto the chessboard. As a result, he accidentally knocked over the chess jar with white pieces. The white pieces were scattered all over the floor, but only one landed on the chessboard.

Sikong hugged Ayou into his arms, looked at the sudden change on the chessboard, frowned, thought for a moment, and shook his head helplessly.

"That's all. Since it's Ayou's choice, it's God's will."


Chapter completed!